Chapter 94 Stanley, Be Careful


    Stanley held his own when it came to defending against criminals, which was not to say that it wasn''t a


    spectacle to watch. Not far away from him, a dagger dripping with blood nged to the ground.


    Nancy leaned up Ang''s arms, choking and struggling to open her eyes. She mustered up all her


    energy to say, "Stanley... be careful!"


    Stanley nced at her. Nancy was under the illusion that Stanley worried about her...


    But in thepses of consciousness, she shrugged and thought, ''That''s impossible. I must be losing it.''


    "Nancy..." Ang was tearing up pieces of her shirt to cover Nancy''s wounds.


    However, Nancy stopped her. "No, Ang. Don''t look at it..."


    Ang was a strong person usually, but at the sight of her friend''scerated stomach, she fell back,


    and gradually fainted.


    She closed her eyes, wheezing. With nothing to support her, Ang too craned back. Rolling her dizzy


    head around in the dirt, she tried to keep her mind clear. "Ang... you can''t pass out... Nancy... needs


    you!"


    Her kidneys began to ache, her chest moved up and down rapidly, and she found it difficult to breathe.


    She needed to sit up if she hoped to breathe.


    When she was about to give up, someone appeared and jumped into the scrap. She saw a man in a


    suit, and he was handsome. He seized the knives from the gangsters.


    Ang struggled to open the eyes, trying to figure out where she was again. Then she saw the man.


    What was his name again? When she saw the familiar pearl brooch on his suit, she slipped back into


    unconsciousness, relieved that it was him.


    Nancy had been struggling not to pass out, but without Ang, there was no hope.


    ...


    VVIP inpatient department of Yao Hospital.


    At three in the morning, two men were standing in the ward where the women were lying, not talking,


    but standing ever vignt.


    Lucy had peeped her head through the door many times to check on their condition. She couldn''t


    believe her eyes. Finally, after confirmation, she was sure that their vice-director was looking care of


    Ang.


    In the next room, an armed policeman was watching Nancy.


    Lucy turned around and found two colleagues. They asked Lucy cautiously, "Why is Doctor Gu still


    here? Why is he watching Ang? And why are they here?"


    Lucy shook her head. "I don''t know."


    Arvin had warned that nobody was allowed to enter No.2 ward where Ang stayed without his


    permission.


    "Aren''t you in the same group as Ang and Nancy?" The two nurses were not satisfied with Lucy''s


    answer.


    "You can ask them when they wake up."


    When Arvin had conveyed Ang to the ward, Lucy pped her hand to her mouth. She failed to


    respond to the situation well.


    But when Nancy appeared nketed in blood, she guessed that something might have happened to


    both of them together. Since Arvin sat brooding over them, she dare not ask them herself.


    No. 2 ward


    Ang opened her eyes gradually, dispelling the vague morphine-induced fog, and saw Arvin''s


    emotionless face.


    Upon reflection, she recollected the misfortune, and cried, "Big wing..."


    Ang''s tears made Arvin''s heart ache. He sat by her bedside, caressing her left hand - the uninjured


    one - and asked, "Are you all right?"


    Fortunately, the wound on her right arm was not severe. The nerve damage was minimal, and though


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    the knife had passed her muscle, it had only nicked metacarpals, so no serious harm had been


    inflicted.


    She rocked her head side-to-side. "Where am I?"


    "Hospital, " he answered briefly.


    Ang remembered something important. She sat up and asked, "Where is Nancy? Ah!"


    Pain surged through her right arm when she pushed up on it too quickly.


    Arvin pulled her arm worriedly and said to her, "Don''t be impulsive! You are injured!"


    Luckily, they had stopped the bleeding.


    "I''m fine. What about Nancy? Is she all right?" Ang was about to get out of bed, regardless of her


    injury.


    Arvin held her back. "Don''t worry. She''s had an operation, and is recuperating in the adjacent room."


    "I want to see her, " she said impatiently.


    Arvin was unable to stop her. He relented and took her to the next room.


    No. 3 ward


    Stanley stroked Nancy''s soft face. In his mind, Nancy was a weak girl. He didn''t expect her to block the


    knife.


    Although she was weak... she never needed him.


    Because of her family background, there were so many boys like him around, brave ones who nursed


    dreams of bing policemen or firemen.


    When Nancy was neen, Stanley had requested her half sister, Grace, to deliver a bracelet to her.


    Nancy responded by throwing it in the trash disgustedly.


    On her twenty-first birthday, he was there too. It took ce on a luxury cruise, no spared expense, and


    another man had covered the ship with roses as a disy of his love for her. Although she didn''t say


    ''yes'', she didn''t refuse.


    Later, he got transferred to another city. Grace told him that Nancy had promised herself to that rich


    man.


    On her twenty-second birthday, Grace told him that the present he sent had been thrown in the trash a


    long time ago.


    She had changed her mind, he assumed. But he hoped that he was wrong. He might never understand


    her, he reckoned. By right, Nancy had since always disliked Grace. She threw away her presents too.


    When Nancy had asked Stanley to be careful, His dead heart came to life.


    ''Nancy, do you really care about me?'' he wondered desperately.


    ''If you do care about me, I''ll forget the past and stay with you forever.''


    ...


    Suddenly, the door sted open. Stanley took his hands back, recovered his expression and turned


    around.


    Ang and Arvin stepped in. Ang had only one thing on her mind, and didn''t even notice Stanley.


    Arvin discerned Stanley''s irregr expression and then looked at Nancy in bed. Then, he understood


    the rtionship between them.


    "Nancy, Nancy..." Ang caressed Nancy''s moon-white face.


    "It''s all my fault! Nancy, I''m sorry... I didn''t protect you..."


    She cried. It was all her fault. She had brought this on Nancy.


    Ang restricted her view to Nancy''s face, out of fear that she would pass out again at the sight of her


    scar.


    Arvin totally understood her recrimination against herself, but wished tofort her.


    He ced a firm hand on her shoulder, gave it a paternal squeeze of constion, and said, "It has


    nothing to do with you. It was not your fault."


    ording to Stanley, Nancy was the target of a gannd conspiracy. Ang''s injuries were a result of


    her getting in the way.


    "I''m good at taekwondo, I just can''t understand where I went wrong. But now, I can''t even protect


    Nancy! Am I really such a failure?"


    "You''re strange. Your thoughts are too... critical, " said Arvin. Deep inside, he couldn''t understand the


    motivations of her mind.


    Ang rubbed her eyes, "Why would you call me strange?"


    "Would it still be your fault if there were 100 gangsters? Would it?" Arvin wiped her tears from her


    cheeks and rubbed the back of her neck therapeutically.