Chapter 442: How Will You Get Justice?
Chapter 442: Chapter 442: How Will You Get Justice?
At Su Qing’s words, both An Zhihan and Fang Lutian fell silent.
Seeing them like this, Su Qing grew furious. She absolutely would not stand idly by while Mr. Gong was injured. ’If I find out who hurt Mr. Gong,’ she thought, ’I’ll make them suffer a fate worse than death.’
"Why aren’t you saying anything?" Su Qing demanded in a low voice, suppressing her anger. "You know who it is, don’t you? Tell me. Who is it?"
An Zhihan looked at Su Qing, his lips pressed into a thin line. "Su Qing, stay out of this. I can’t drag you into it. I’ve already hurt so many people. I can’t let you get hurt too."
"So you *do* know who it is." Su Qing stared into An Zhihan’s eyes. "Who was it?"
Then, Su Qing recalled what Zou Ming had said—the assailants all had accents from around Guang City. Realization dawned on her. "It’s people from Xiangcheng, isn’t it? Does it have something to do with your first and second uncles?"
"Stop asking. I’ll get justice for this myself," An Zhihan said. "Don’t get involved. You’ll get hurt."
"You’ll get justice yourself?" Su Qing retorted angrily. "And how are you going to do that? Did you get justice for your parents’ car crash all those years ago? No. They died under suspicious circumstances, and nothing was done. And what about you? You were paralyzed in that same crash. All these years, have you gotten justice for that? You can’t even get justice for yourself, so how can you talk about getting it for someone else?"
"It’s because I’m useless." An Zhihan’s voice was full of pain as he clenched his fists.
Seeing this, Fang Lutian quickly interjected, "Miss Su Qing, the Young Master was only a little over ten years old back then! He was severely injured and completely powerless to fight back. His grandparents also held him back with talk of family ties. Besides, all these years, the Young Master has..."
"Uncle Fang, that’s enough," An Zhihan said. "It’s my fault. If not for me, my grand-uncle and the others wouldn’t have been involved."
"Young Master!" Fang Lutian said, exasperated. "How can you blame yourself? Haven’t you suffered enough all these years?"
An Zhihan ignored Fang Lutian and looked at Su Qing. "Su Qing, you’ve helped me so much since we met. If it weren’t for you, my health wouldn’t be this stable. I know the ginseng you have is far more effective than anything on the market. Also, if you hadn’t persuaded him, my grand-uncle never would have put aside his grudge against my grandfather to treat me. My body is much better than before. That’s all thanks to you and my grand-uncle."
An Zhihan paused, then continued, "Now, because of me, my grand-uncle’s life is hanging in the balance. I can’t let the same thing happen to you. So please, stay out of this. Don’t tell the city police either. This is my battle to fight. I backed down once before. This time, I won’t. I’ll make them pay the price."
"I understand." Su Qing nodded slowly. "So, it was the people from Xiangcheng. And you’re going to settle the score with them yourself."
An Zhihan remained silent.
Su Qing looked at him and sighed softly. "I’m sorry. My words were a bit harsh just now. But I still have to ask, how do you plan to settle this? You’ve been in the mainland all these years. How can you fight them if you go to Xiangcheng? Not to mention you still can’t even stand. In terms of influence in Xiangcheng, can you really compete with them? Are you in such a hurry to run back there and get yourself killed?"
"I have my own ways." An Zhihan’s heart was filled with grim resolve. This time, he would not back down.
"Your own ways?" Su Qing scoffed. "What ways? People who would do something like this—you think they won’t be prepared for you? Believe it or not, the moment you show up in Xiangcheng, they’ll dare to make a move on you again. Do you really think you’ll get a chance for revenge? A chance to get justice?"
’Having been to Xiangcheng a few times, Su Qing knew all too well how chaotic it was. It was a place where money did all the talking. With enough money, you could do whatever you wanted, even place yourself above the law. If you didn’t have the means to fight back, you couldn’t hope to get justice.’
’Even back when Cheng Beilin was kidnapped, if the Cheng Family hadn’t been more powerful than the An Family, she probably never would have gotten justice.’
Fang Lutian also tried to persuade him. "Young Master, you have to stay calm. You can’t act rashly. We need to plan this out carefully."
"Any planning will have to wait until his legs have healed," Su Qing said.
At the mention of An Zhihan’s legs, not only An Zhihan but also Fang Lutian fell silent. Right now, the only person who could treat An Zhihan was Mr. Gong, and they didn’t even know if he would survive. If he didn’t, there would be no hope for An Zhihan’s legs to recover. Moreover, Mr. Gong had suffered a head injury, and they all worried that even if he survived, he might remain in a coma.
Su Qing couldn’t reveal the situation in the operating room, so she just said, "Let’s wait. We’ll see how the operation turns out. If there’s really no other way in the end, and you two want to go risk your lives, I won’t stop you. How about it?"
"Alright." After a long moment of silence, An Zhihan gave a quiet nod.
There was no one else in the long corridor outside the operating room. The three of them were speaking in low voices, so they weren’t worried about being overheard.
An Zhihan said to Su Qing, "Su Qing, can you not mention any of this to that police officer from earlier?"
Su Qing nodded. "Don’t worry, I won’t say a word."
’If this really was the work of the people from Xiangcheng, of course I wouldn’t tell Zou Ming,’ Su Qing thought. ’This is an underworld matter, to be settled by underworld means. They played dirty, so we’ll play dirty right back. Who’s afraid of who?’
’I, Su Qing, will definitely get revenge for Mr. Gong.’
"Thank you," An Zhihan said. "But stay out of it. It will put you in danger."
Su Qing shot An Zhihan a glare. "I make my own decisions."
An Zhihan choked on his words. Just as he was about to say something, the doors to the operating room suddenly swung open.
"Quick, push me over there," An Zhihan said urgently to Fang Lutian, no longer caring about his conversation with Su Qing.
Su Qing glanced at Fang Lutian’s arm, which was in a sling. "I’ll do it."
"Doctor, how are the three of them?" An Zhihan asked the doctor who walked out of the operating room, his voice trembling with anxiety. He was terrified of hearing words he couldn’t bear to accept.
The lead doctor pulled down his mask, a smile on his face. He said to the three of them, "Don’t worry. We were able to save all three. Their lives are no longer in danger."
"Really?!"
Hearing the doctor’s words, An Zhihan and Fang Lutian’s faces lit up with disbelief and joy. They could hardly believe their ears.