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Chapter 43 Scratches

The bullet grazed the wood and cut her left forearm.

Jiang Songchu, in pain, couldn't help but growl angrily, "What kind of weapon is this?!"

Then she glanced over and saw the broken piece of wood burning fiercely in the flames.

With a swift movement of her long, straight legs, she hooked her toe and kicked the lit piece of wood towards the other person.

The blazing wood, like a fire dragon, lunged at the blond man, forcing him to retreat temporarily.

Taking advantage of the moment, the bodyguards quickly stepped forward and engaged the other party.

Jiang Songchu rolled on the spot and came to the woman's side.

However, the woman had already fallen into a coma due to inhaling too much smoke.

Her face was as pale as paper, and her breathing was weak and rapid.

Upon seeing this, Jiang Songchu unhesitatingly tossed the wet towel that had fallen to the side to the man, then picked up the woman and shouted, "Come on! Here's the towel!"

The man's serious face was now extremely grim, filled with gloom. He looked at his unconscious wife, his eyes revealing a hint of anxiety.

However, he did not take the wet towel Jiang Songchu offered, but firmly said, "Here you go!"

"I don't need it, you keep it covered yourself!"

Jiang Songchu's voice was sharp and firm, revealing her displeasure. She didn't say anything more and used her internal energy to temporarily seal her mouth and nose.

The man didn't hesitate any longer; the most important thing now was to get out of there as soon as possible.

He covered his mouth and nose with one hand and supported his wife with the other, struggling to follow Jiang Songchu toward the door.

After walking a few steps, they saw the special police team and firefighters coming in to rescue the guests while putting out the fire.

The entire venue was engulfed in flames and thick smoke.

The flames continued to burn fiercely, turning everything beautiful to ashes.

Thick smoke continued to billow upwards, reaching into the sky like black claws.

The medical team's eyes lit up when they saw the two. They quickly stepped forward to take the woman from Jiang Songchu's back, and the man was also carried on their backs. After the bodyguards glanced at Jiang Songchu and saw that he seemed to be fine, they hurriedly escorted the two, who had inhaled too much smoke, away.

When they finally rushed out the gate, there were already people waiting at the door. They quickly lifted the woman into the car for treatment, their movements were skillful.

The man watched his wife being carried away with worry, his heart filled with anxiety and gratitude.

But he had no other choice at the moment and could only leave the scene in the ambulance without even having a chance to thank Jiang Songchu.

Jiang Songchu stood at the door, her face covered in sweat and dust, her eyes gazing indifferently at the departing ambulance.

Suddenly, Grandpa Xie's anxious and concerned voice rang in her ears: "Xiao Chu! Xiao Chu! Are you alright, Xiao Chu?"

Jiang Songchu turned her head at the sound and saw that Grandpa Xie's face was flushed with anxiety and his eyes were glistening with tears.

The driver and assistant beside him were trying to calm him down, but it seemed to have little effect, as Grandpa Xie's gaze remained fixed on Jiang Songchu.

She immediately broke into a warm smile, ran over to Grandpa Xie, proudly raised her head, and said in a clear voice, "Grandpa, don't worry, look, I'm perfectly fine. And I even managed to rescue that trapped couple!"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Xie nodded repeatedly, muttering, "Good! Good! It's good that you're alright, you're such a good granddaughter!"

Then, he held Jiang Songchu's hand tightly, as if afraid that she would suddenly disappear.

"Xiao Chu, come home with Grandpa. We'll never go to those dangerous places again!"

Jiang Songchu obediently got into the car with her grandfather. She gently held Grandpa Xie's hand, offering him comfort and strength in a silent way.

The car was quiet all the way, with only the scenery rushing past the window telling the story of the passage of time.

As night fell, the Rhine Villa came into view, and the entire journey took only twenty minutes.

At this moment, Grandma Feng was leisurely watching TV. When she heard the door open, she looked up in surprise, wondering: Who could be here at this time?

When she saw Jiang Songchu helping Grandpa Xie walk in, and noticed that her old man seemed to have suffered some great shock and his face looked somewhat strange, an ominous premonition immediately welled up in her heart.

Jiang Songchu looked up and obediently greeted, "Hello, Grandma."

However, before she could finish speaking, Grandma Feng grabbed her arm.

Grandma Feng's voice was urgent: "Xiao Chu, what happened to you? What happened to your face and body? Why are you so dirty?"

Jiang Songchu at this moment is no longer as glamorous as she was when she left.

Her pale blue haute couture dress was now dull and tarnished, covered in tears and stains. The black marks and red bloodstains were intertwined, making it look particularly shocking.

Her face was covered in dust, as if she had just crawled out of a mud pit.

Grandma Feng looked closely and discovered that Jiang Songchu had a clear wound on his arm. Although it was not deep, the blood that had flowed out had already congealed, which looked frightening.

"Quick! Call a doctor!"

Grandma Feng's voice trembled slightly. While instructing the housekeeper, she pulled Jiang Songchu to sit down with heartache and anxiously asked what had happened.

With Grandpa Xie and Jiang Songchu recounting the events in detail, Grandma Feng gradually came to understand the thrilling scene that had unfolded that night.

Soon after, Dr. Jiang—the Xie family's family doctor—arrived.

Thanks to Dr. Jiang's meticulous care, Jiang Songchu's wound was quickly bandaged up.

Dr. Jiang said it was nothing serious, the scab would fall off on its own after it formed, and that it should not get wet for the time being. After giving these instructions, he left.

Seeing that her husband and granddaughter were both safe and sound, Grandma Feng felt a little relieved. Because she was worried about her husband and granddaughter, she didn't talk to them anymore.

She asked the nanny to help tidy up Jiang Songchu, and only after watching her lie down did she pull Grandpa Xie back to the room.

Jiang Songchu lay on the bed in the room. Mo Bao seemed to sense the smell of blood and obediently lay on the other side, afraid of pressing on her wound.

She patted Mo Bao's head, her mind replaying the events of the evening.

She carefully reviewed every detail in her mind, and after confirming that she hadn't missed anything, she stopped thinking about it.

Afterwards, she got up, packed her luggage for Kyoto, and went into the study room to start studying as usual.

The next morning, Jiang Songchu was already sitting around the table with everyone enjoying breakfast.

After hearing about what happened last night, everyone felt a chill of fear.

Grandpa Xie had recovered a little, but he was still somewhat exasperated, saying, "I'm never going to those kinds of parties again! Xiao Chu isn't going either! I'm not going to anyone!"

Everyone couldn't help but laugh when they saw Grandpa Xie throwing a tantrum.

They knew that Grandpa Xie was frightened by what happened last night, but they didn't argue with him at this time. They just quietly comforted him.

Grandpa Xie's complexion gradually improved.

At that moment, Chen Yun and Aman arrived at the Xie family's house on time.

When Chen Yun saw the bandage on Jiang Songchu's arm, she asked with a look of surprise, "Songchu, what happened to you?"

Aman looked at her with concern.