<h4>Chapter 205: Chapter 205: Not a Serious Injury</h4>


    He seemed oblivious to the pain, as if no amount of pain couldpare to the importance of this phone call at the moment.


    Bo Jingshen dialed that detestable number; despite his disdain for it, he now felt that even one additional ring was too long to wait.


    After three rings, someone picked up on the other end—a voice he knew all too well and despised.


    "Oh? What a rare visitor. Why the sudden call?"


    Through clenched teeth, Bo Jingshen forced out two words, "Jing Ce!"


    "I think you should call me ’father,’" Jing Ce drawled from the other end, sounding utterly rxed, even to the point where the light clinks of a teacup and lid could be heard.


    Su Lu observed the man on the phone from a distance.


    With the noise of the surrounding environment and despite her exceptional hearing, she couldn’t make out what he was saying. She could only see that he wasn’t speaking much, but his expression was rigid, tense, and angry.


    If the rigidity and tension were due to pain, what was the anger for?


    Security from the event organizers came over immediately; they seemedpletely unprepared for this situation. The person in charge of the event was visibly flustered and clearly at a loss as to what to do.


    Especially since one of the victims was the highly valuable top yer Ying Xi.


    Truth be told, the organizers felt that if it weren’t for the fact that Ying Xi was injured and still on-site, the fans would probably be rioting already.


    The person in charge didn’t even want to think about how quickly the news would spread online and the kind of storm it would stir up there.


    An eSportspetition site, a crazed fan throwing sulfuric acid...


    The police arrived before the ambnce. The person in charge went up to brief them, and the officers treated the situation with utmost seriousness. They were about to haul the assant away, treating his bruised and swollen face with patches of purple and blue as if they were invisible, selectively ignoring it.


    Just as the police were about to put the suspect in the car, Bo Jingshen walked up from behind and said in English, "Please keep us informed of any developments."


    The police only realized that this man was one of the victims after being gently reminded by the person in charge. He appeared to be unharmed, so they hadn’t considered the possibility that he was also a victim.


    The police took the assant away, leaving two colleagues behind to question the victims and eyewitnesses.


    Soon after, the ambnce finally arrived.


    "Here! Over here!" Jiang Li’s voice trembled.


    Paramedics came over with a stretcher and asked Ying Xi to lie down on it.


    Only then did Jiang Li see the injuries on Ying Xi’s back—horrific injuries. Despite temporary treatment, the effect was limited, and the wound revealed a ghastly sight.


    Jiang Li took one look and felt his eyes turn red, suddenly filled with immense regret, wishing he’d beaten the assant up earlier. At that moment, he even wanted to kill the man.


    Ying Heng was dead, and he... he couldn’t even protect his only brother.


    Jiang Li stood by the stretcher, watching as the paramedics lifted Ying Xi to put him into the ambnce.


    Then, his hand was gently squeezed.


    Jiang Li was taken aback.


    Ying Xi looked at him and said faintly, "It’s okay, I won’t die... Why are you crying..."


    After the paramedics ced him in the ambnce, Jiang Li wiped his eyes, only then realizing they were wet.


    Meanwhile, Bo Jingshen alsoy down on the stretcher, and as Jiang Li approached, he saw injuries on Bo Jingshen’s back that seemed even worse than Ying Xi’s and couldn’t help frowning. "Brother Shen, how are you..."


    Bo Jingshen turned his head to look at him, his voice very soft, "It hurts like hell."


    Su Lu quickly came over, but Bo Jingshen did not cry out in pain again. Instead, he instructed Jiang Li with utmost seriousness and caution, as if he were entrusting ast wish, "Take good care of Su Lu, make sure to take good care of her."


    Although Jiang Li didn’t understand why Bo Jingshen was so solemn, as though he were entrusting his legacy, he immediately nodded and promised, "I understand, don’t worry."


    Bo Jingshen was then lifted into the ambnce, and Su Lu reached out, gently squeezing his hand. "I’ll follow right behind."


    "Mhm," Bo Jingshen gave her a faint smile, "It’s not a serious injury, take your time."


    His injuries weren’t bone-deep nor did they involve internal organs; it was just the pain and risk of infection, with scars likely to remainter. Compared to a life-threatening injury, it indeed wasn’t too grave. But how could it be considered so lightly...?


    Watching the ambnce drive away until it was out of sight,


    Jiang Li finally turned to Su Lu and said, "Let’s go, we should hurry to the hosp—Su Lu, you look terrible."


    Su Lu gave a wan smile, "Do you think your own face... looks any better..."


    Despite what she said, Su Lu’splexion was indeed very poor.


    Unable to hold it back any longer, she dashed to the side, violently throwing up.