Jiuyue's head tilted back and twisted as he fell down, hitting the wall neither lightly nor heavily. Lu Sheng hurriedly used his other hand to steady his neck, then turned his head and shouted, "Dr. Yuan! What's going on?"

"I'm not quite sure... it seems like the iron shackle around his neck has cut into his throat..." Yuan Yuzhe's voice lowered as he half lowered his head.

In fact, he didn't know how to explain it at all. Perhaps anyone who witnessed the current situation would think that they wanted Ying Hu dead, but who could understand that the person who wanted Ying Hu to stay alive the most was Yuan Yuzhe.

Without paying attention to questioning the person involved again, Lu Sheng steadied Jiuyue's head and firmly patted her cheek with his free hand. "Hey! Are you still awake?"

Jiuyue slowly opened her narrow and droopy eyes, and when she saw the person in front of her, a smirk tugged at the corner of her mouth. "Brother... you're here..."

"You've lost too much blood, so stop talking," Lu Sheng said, pressing his finger against Jiuyue's lips, carefully examining him. This lad had a really attractive face, with a wheat-toned complexion that looked incredibly smooth and thin lips that hung slightly, paired with slender and straight nose bridge and eyebrows arched into an appealing curve. But on this originally beautiful face, the military had tattooed a prisoner's identification number. What a shame...

Startled by the thought that flashed through his mind, Lusheng blinked his eyes forcefully several times, trying to clear his head.

What the hell is she thinking! He's the one who killed Yang Fei! That's a living human life! And yet she has the nerve to stand here and admire the face of a murderer, thinking about all sorts of unnecessary things?

After berating himself fiercely in his heart for a long time, when Lusheng looked at Jiuyue again, although his face still wore a smile, his eyes were no longer able to see his pupils. Only a glimpse of his somewhat wary whites could be seen.

"Don't faint!"

With Lu Sheng's loud shout, a large number of medical personnel rushed in from outside the door and directly split a path between Lu Sheng and Yuan Yuzhe, enclosing Jiu Yue within it.

Lu Sheng moved his body back, giving them enough space.

The blood on his fingers felt a bit slippery. Lu Sheng rubbed his fingertips together, savoring the dense texture. However, his heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

Shadow Fox cannot die yet.

At least, before he managed to ask something from his mouth, he absolutely couldn't die.

The pungent smell of alcohol filled the entire nasal cavity of the hospital, giving people an inexplicable sense of unease.

Yuan Yuzhe looked at the land student sitting on the side, always wearing a serious expression as he stared at the information in his hands. Yuan reached out and patted his back, "You've done a great job... You caught the Shadow Fox and even killed someone from NHW. Xiao Fei's death is not your fault."

Lu Sheng glanced at Yuan Yuzhe out of the corner of his eye and handed him the documents in his hand. Afterwards, he tightly clenched his fingers, rested them on his knees, and bit down on his lower lip hard. "Take a look at this."

Yuan Yuzhe quickly scanned the information page in front of him with a hint of confusion.

"Name: XX - Race: Wolfdog."

Confidentiality Level: Four Stars.

Mission Information: Infiltrate NHW's ranks and join forces with the Wolf Tribe.

Upon reaching this point, Yuan Yuzhe already understood. Slowly raising his gaze, he said, "The NHW member who died... was it this wolf dog?"

Lu Sheng did not know how to respond, he just nodded with a solemn expression.

"Is he...the spy we sent over?"

"En."