Wu Xu quickly recounted his previous encounter with He Baoqiang's secretary and the man in white, along with his own observations.

The assassin girl fell silent for a moment before saying, "White clothes as snow, suave and graceful, indeed, that bastard, Assassin Baima! The most narcissistic asshole in the assassin world."

Wu Xu was shocked to hear this and hastily asked, "What do we do now? That assassin seems to have hooked up with He Baoqiang's secretary. Could it be that he's planning to use the secretary to enter the hospital room and assassinate He Baoqiang?"

"Hmph, Bai Ma's utmost pride is his face. He always uses it to seduce women and then exploits them to kill. He brands himself with 'With elegance, I lure the beauty; carefree, I commit the act of killing.' This time will probably be no different," the assassin girl said disdainfully.

Wu Xu was dumbfounded. Man, this guy is so damned impressive! Picking up chicks to murder, you definitely need some serious skills for that.

"Keep an eye on that secretary. I'll be there soon. Remember, the moment you spot Bai Ma, contact me immediately," she said in a stern voice.

"No problem," Wu Xu guaranteed as he patted his chest.

After hanging up, Wu Xu made it his top priority to surveil Secretary Fang. If all went as expected, that self-proclaimed casanova, Prince Charming, would surely fall into his hands and turn into Dead Man! He'd get his bonus and then get even closer to the assassin girl—it would indeed be killing two birds with one stone.

Time quietly slipped by, and the day passed just like that.

As the moon rose and stars scattered across the night sky, it turned out to be a pretty good evening.

In Wu Xu's mind, such a night would be perfect for finding a quiet place, lush with vegetation, to pull a girl aside to talk about dreams and study art. Otherwise, going to Mrs. Hong's place for a bowl of wontons and flirting with the budding Qiaoyun would also be immensely satisfying.

What a pity! All thanks to that damned Bai Ma!

But strangely enough, Wu Xu had been watching Secretary Fang for almost a full day, and since separating from Bai Ma, she hadn't done anything out of the ordinary. She acted completely normal, which made him start to wonder if what he saw in the morning was just his eyes playing tricks on him.

Late into the night, although still operational, the hospital gradually calmed, exuding a peaceful atmosphere.

Wu Xu, who had been on the lookout for most of the day, was about to give up when finally, Secretary Fang made a move.

He saw Secretary Fang suddenly exit the special care ward and make her way downstairs.

This invigorated Wu Xu, all thoughts of sleep gone; shit, the action finally begins, and it's been a tough wait.

Following behind Secretary Fang quietly, Wu Xu kept a considerable distance, not wanting to startle the prey. He solely relied on the sharp instincts honed after years to sense Secretary Fang's movements.

Minutes later, Secretary Fang arrived at a secluded little garden of the hospital.

A man already stood there, dressed in a snow-white robe, exuding grace and poise as he stood with his hands behind his back before a pot of plants—not at all like a doctor, more like a poet, and especially 'moist'.

Secretary Fang approached the man, looking at him with a face full of adoration and her hands clasping her chest in excitement.

The man turned around.

You have to give it to him.

The man was very handsome, ravishingly so, with his arched eyebrows and starry eyes, chiseled face, sexy lips, tall and upright figure, and ethereal aura. It was as if he could fatally entice anyone.

No wonder he dares to call himself Prince Charming! He truly has the goods to back it up.

"Brother Fei!" Secretary Fang, who normally had the personality of a gossipy woman, unexpectedly showed a glimpse of girlishness, acting coquettishly with almost heart-shaped eyes gleaming.

Bai Ma smiled slightly, his handsomeness even more radiant, causing Secretary Fang's heart to race.

"Little Ru."

"Yes!"

"You look truly beautiful right now."

"Really?" Secretary Fang couldn't contain her excitement, letting out a whimper and collapsing into Bai Ma's arms like a melting block of ice.

Bai Ma was not shy either, reaching a hand to knead Secretary Fang's chest and whispering in her ear: "You've really worked hard. You shouldn't be doing such things."

"Shh!" Secretary Fang looked up adoringly at Bai Ma's face and smiled: "It's okay, I'm willing to do it for you."

"Ru, you're really sweet." Bai Ma said excitedly, then they both tumbled into the bed of flowers.

At this moment, from the second floor, Wu Xu was sneering as he took out his phone to film the bed of flowers.

Wu Xu's phone wasn't a fancy brand, but the video function was surprisingly good. Without any lights, and through a pane of glass, it captured every intense move of the couple below.

A quarter of an hour later, the two finished their passionate encounter.

Secret Fang lay in Bai Ma's arms, contentedly tracing circles on his chest: "Brother Fei, I really don't understand why you must steal President He's notebook. Besides a few plans, there's nothing valuable in it. If you'd like, I could help you get into Flying Dragon Group."

"Shh!" Bai Ma lifted his hand from Secretary Fang's chest and whispered, "Don't ask about this. It's just a task I must complete. After this, I'll marry you, okay?"

"Marry me? Yes, yes, of course!" Secretary Fang's eyes sparkled with joy.

"Alright, little fairy, you've been satisfied, right? We can take action now." Bai Ma checked the sky and then smiled.

Secretary Fang, already fully obedient to Bai Ma, nodded her agreement without hesitation.

Seeing the two getting themselves dressed in the garden below, Wu Xu knew their operation was getting started. He hurriedly sent out a message to the assassin girl to take action, then quietly retreated back upstairs.

He had just entered He Baoqiang's hospital room when He Baoqiang was startled awake—a rather alert old man!

However, upon seeing Wu Xu, He Baoqiang showed a puzzled expression.

Wu Xu quickly gestured for silence, then calmly said: "Elder He, I have a grasp on the assassin's movements. They'll likely come to assassinate you tonight. I need to stay here to protect you. I hope you'll allow it."

"Tonight?" He Baoqiang looked serious, then glanced around and asked, "Is this information reliable?"

After a moment's thought Wu Xu said earnestly: "Elder He, please trust me. This is for your life's safety. And, I believe you will be very surprised later!"

He Baoqiang's expression turned even stranger, and after looking at Wu Xu for a while he suddenly laughed, "Alright, I'll wait for your surprise."

...

"What are you doing?"

"We're here to change President He's dressing. What's wrong? Is that not allowed?" On the second floor of the intensive care unit, the police checkpoint stopped Secretary Fang and a doctor wearing a mask.

"This doctor looks unfamiliar?" Although the police knew Secretary Fang was not to be trifiled with, He Baoqiang's safety was more important, so they were not deterred.

Secretary Fang sneered disdainfully, "Of course you haven't seen him. Doctor Zhao was called by me, only arriving just now. A specialist nurse just for Elder He—could your local Junshan doctors even compare?"

The policeman's face turned sour as Secretary Fang continued her insolent remarks—assuming superiority over everyone as if from the United States, looking down upon any city as if it were just a rural town.

"That's not going to work. The city bureau requires that strangers not be allowed into the intensive care unit. If Secretary Fang insists on bringing him in, you should call the city bureau to notify them first." The gatekeeping policeman was very diligent.

"You!" Secretary Fang was furious and then snarled, "I'm bringing him in today. If you're not satisfied, then arrest me!"

Saying this, Secretary Fang pulled the doctor beside her, attempting to force their way through.

"Secretary Fang, you!" The policeman was shocked and at a loss whether to stop them or not.

"Let them in." Suddenly, an older policeman came down the hallway, saw the situation, couldn't help but feel a headache coming on, and scolded.

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