Chapter 327 - Chapter 327: Cannot Be Resolved Amicably
Chapter 327: Cannot Be Resolved Amicably
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Events had unfolded with lightning speed. When Xue Jiang and his team arrived on the scene, they were met with the sight of Director Wu sprawled on the ground and Shen Jun, holding Wen Nian, with a blank expression.
Amid the scattered beer bottles near Director Wu, Xue Jiang glanced at Weng Ling, who trembled beside them, and at Zhang Lin, who provided her with comforting reassurance. The entire situation left him feeling bewildered.
Xue Jiang gestured for his subordinates to attend to the other guests first. Fortunately, it was still early, and only a few guests had returned to their rooms. No one had witnessed Wen Nian entering Director Wu’s room. Had it been otherwise, Wen Nian’s predicament might have made headlines the next day.
Turning his attention to Shen Jun, Xue Jiang suggested, “There’s an infirmary downstairs with an on-duty doctor. I’ve also summoned the family doctor. I suspect she might have been drugged.”
The Xue family’s involvement in nearly every facet of the capital’s entertainment industry granted Xue Jiang a keen insight. With a single glance at Wen Nian, he knew what had happened.
“What about Director Wu?” The on-duty manager cast a fearful gaze at Director Wu, who lay on the floor.
No matter who was at fault in this unfolding crisis, the on-duty manager understood that, as the person in charge, he would be held accountable. With Young Master Shen and Young Master Zhang before him, and the renowned Director Wu sprawled on the ground, the on-duty manager felt as if the world were closing in on him.
Xue Jiang, vexed by the situation, approached Director Wu and delivered a couple of kicks in frustration. “How dare this damn fatty cause trouble in my territory? Unbelievable, this damn fatty!”
After venting his frustration, Xue Jiang addressed the others, saying, “Shen Jun, you guys go ahead. I’ll handle the aftermath here.”
Seeing Weng Ling’s pale face, Xue Jiang really did not expect such a weak girl to be so violent. She was probably frightened.
He revealed a smile that he thought was gentle. “Don’t worry, he won’t die. Leave this to me. I’ll get the doctor to take a look at you later, okay?”
Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Lin stood in front of him and said sarcastically, “Thank you.”
Watching the four of them leave, Xue Jiang touched his nose and suddenly felt a little envious that they were all in pairs.
Turning his attention back to Director Wu, Xue Jiang retrieved his phone and contacted his second uncle. Judging by Shen Jun’s expression earlier, it appeared that this matter might not be resolved amicably.
Chuan Liu Clubhouse typically catered to influential patrons, so it maintained a professional medical team, albeit rarely used. The team was well-versed in handling various situations.
The medical staff were already well-acquainted with Wen Nian’s circumstances. After a brief examination, they initiated an intravenous infusion to expedite the elimination of the drug’s effects.
“I suspect she was exposed to some sort of chemical substance. She should recover consciousness in less than an hour, and the harm to her body should be minimal,” the doctor explained cautiously. She understood that these youngsters present were people she could never provoke.
Especially since she knew the little girl in front of her. Wen Nian’s videos today were all over the Internet, so it was difficult not to know her.
Aware of Wen Nian’s status as a minor celebrity, the doctor added, “Considering the number of people involved, it might be best to address the surveillance camera issue later. If there are others who know… you understand, right?”
The doctor left the sentence unfinished, but Shen Jun grasped the implication. Wen Nian’s celebrity status made her situation delicate, especially after being carried out of Director Wu’s room. If this became public knowledge, it would undoubtedly have repercussions for her.
“Thank you; 1’11 handle it,” Shen Jun responded with a solemn nod.
The doctor waved off the gratitude and turned her attention to Weng Ling. “Your arm is injured. Let me provide some first aid.”
Only then did Weng Ling glance down and notice a scratch on her arm, likely from inadvertently scraping it on a shard of broken beer bottle.
Zhang Lin hurriedly took her hand. “When did this happen? Doctor, please take a look at it quickly. Is it serious?”
Witnessing Zhang Lin’s anxious expression, Weng Ling offered a reassuring smile and gently tugged at the corner of his shirt to comfort him.
After her arm was bandaged, Zhang Lin inquired, “This must have been the friend you mentioned before? The one who helped you last time?”
Weng Ling nodded in affirmation, and Zhang Lin couldn’t help but swallow hard. He sensed that it might be best not to say anything about kidnapping Wen Nian.
“Um,” Wen Nian, who was on the bed, suddenly made a soft voice. The group huddled around her, eager to hear her words.
Shen Jun clasped her hand tightly, wordlessly expressing his concern. Wen Nian gradually opened her eyes, still feeling a lingering sense of nausea and dizziness.
Struggling to focus, she fixed her gaze on the boy before her. In his eyes, she discerned anxiety, heartache, and self-blame.
Wen Nian tightened her grip on his hand and smiled. “I’m fine..”