Urban Supernatural Medical Saint

Fang Yu, with a fierce look in his eyes, said in an ice-cold voice, "Do you know? You really deserve to die!"

Creak—

The door opened in response.

Jiang Wei, as if crazed, charged out, and the moment she stepped onto the rooftop, her gaze fixed in shock, taking in the whole scene.

Soon after, Jiang Wei's assistant, Xiao Man, also rushed up, standing behind Jiang Wei.

When they saw Xiao Ting, who was thoroughly dead on the ground, they shuddered in fright.

The stench of putrid blood instantly caused Jiang Wei, who had never seen such a scene, to retch violently, covering her mouth and bending over to vomit profusely.

Xiao Ting was dead.

The blood had completely turned black. Under the scorching sun, flies began to gather, instilling fear—the most frightening were his eyes, staring ahead like those of a dead fish.

Not far from there,

Fang Yu had a calm demeanor, but his chest was bleeding, and his lips were cracked.

"You... you're too late..." Fang Yu pointed at the corpse on the ground, "Luckily I know a couple of martial arts moves. This guy wanted to cut me to pieces on the rooftop. I fought back desperately, with all my strength, and killed him..."

"Don't be afraid—" Fang Yu quickly added, "This was self-defense. I'm not a murderer..."

"Mhm." Assistant Xiao Man nodded first, regardless of the truth.

Hearing this, Jiang Wei's eyes flashed with complex emotions. After calming her heart, she looked at Fang Yu and said, "You're hurt."

Fang Yu's gaze settled on Jiang Wei, who looked at him with concern, and he smiled faintly, "It seems... I am..."

Staggering, Fang Yu's figure swayed.

Jiang Wei quickly reached out to support him.

But what Jiang Wei didn't know was that such injuries were trivial to Fang Yu, merely an everyday occurrence, hardly worth mentioning.

Eight years ago, he suffered more and far graver injuries.

Before heading to Yanjing to challenge those martial arts experts, trading a stab for a period of calm was a good deal... Fang Yu didn't want to face trouble too soon.

...

The next day.

In the hospital ward.

Fang Yu slowly opened his eyes, and after a night of recovery, his spirit was back to its peak. It was as if he had just had a beautiful dream.

Suddenly, a figure rushed up to him, excitedly saying, "You're awake?!"

Fang Yu turned his head and saw the excited Xu Zhaopei.

To Xu Zhaopei, this injury was indeed a piece of cake. A surgical expert, and not just in name.

Seeing her joyous face but slightly darkened eye bags, it was clear that she hadn't rested well.

"Why are you here?" asked Fang Yu.

"You finally woke up," Xu Zhaopei didn't respond to Fang Yu's question but instead turned and opened the door.

At that moment, two police officers entered.

Xu Zhaopei said, "Officers, if you're going to arrest someone, arrest him. He killed Xiao Ting. It has nothing to do with us!"

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Damn, turns out this girl isn't worried about me at all!

Fang Yu couldn't help but laugh and cry. This lie wasn't funny at all. Just moments ago, you were crying and acting all emotional, and now suddenly you say it's unrelated, do you think I'm a fool?

Fang Yu gave an awkward smile and said to one of the policemen, "Can I get a smoke?" and proceeded to fumble for a cigarette in the pocket of the clothes next to him.

Almost forgot, no cigarettes.

"You are injured; it's not suitable for you to smoke," the tall policeman on the left said seriously.

"What's the big deal? I've had worse. There was a time my butt was injured, and I was bedridden for a month, still smoked every day..."

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The two officers were utterly speechless.

This wound was caused by a dagger. If it had been any deeper, it would have hit bone. As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to heal bone and tendon injuries, and you should avoid smoking and drinking. Yet here he is, acting like nothing's wrong at all.

"Officers, just say what you need to ask, and I will cooperate fully," Fang Yu sincerely stated.

The tall officer nodded and said, "We already know about what happened between you and Xiao Ting. Your entire ordeal with him—from being taken hostage to the elevator up to the rooftop—has all been verified by video footage. According to our preliminary investigation, it is clear that Xiao Ting was driven by emotional turmoil from relationship issues with Jiang Wei. We would like to understand the specific details of what happened on the rooftop. How did he die? We'd appreciate it if you could describe the details of your struggle."

The colleague next to him immediately took out a notepad and a pen, ready to record with a serious expression.

Fang Yu sighed and said, "Sigh, I never thought Xiao Ting would go down this wrong path, it's truly heartbreaking."

"Although we had some disputes, it should have never come to this. It's unexpected."

"Mr. Fang, please answer our question directly," the tall officer insisted.

"It's not that I don't want to talk, but revisiting these painful memories is not only mentally torturous for me, it also feels like an insult to my dignity..."

The officers exchanged looks.

"There were only the two of you on the rooftop. If you don't come clean, you'll be the prime suspect," the tall officer said. "You must know what the charge for homicide is..."

This is just how the process works.

Even though they had almost figured out the cause of Xiao Ting's death through the examination of various surveillance footage, the procedure required them to verify the facts with those involved.

In fact, based on the evidence available so far—both the video and testimonies from others—it all seemed to favor Fang Yu. All this was investigated repeatedly while Fang Yu was asleep.

As law enforcers, they had asked every employee involved in the incident for their testimonies. Jiang Wei and her assistant made it very clear with one sentence—his actions were in self-defense.

"Alright. I'll tell you," Fang Yu said with a pained expression. "You already know what happened inside the elevator. Xiao Ting held a sharp knife to my neck and forced me to the rooftop. He even compelled me to kneel down—I had no choice, in order to survive, I abandoned my pride as a man and chose to kneel. My knees still hurt a bit..."

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"Continue," said the tall officer.

"Xiao Ting didn't know that the rope couldn't hold me. When he was about to stab me, it triggered my survival instinct. I managed to break free of the rope and hit him with force..."

"And then?"

Fang Yu's expression grew even more pained, as if he was delivering an award-winning performance.

"Xiao Ting, being the scion of a wealthy family, had a wide frame, while I, at least, have had some martial arts training. When I hit him, he lost balance. Damn it, the knife stabbed into my shoulder too... it hurt like hell!"

"But I knew I had to endure it. So, I summoned all my strength and kicked him," said Fang Yu.

"Is that all?"

"Yes. That's it," Fang Yu confirmed, "I had no idea he was so fragile, he hit the door threshold, coughed up a lot of blood. I was stabbed, and because I used too much force, the dagger flew out of my hand; I lost a lot of blood and ran out of strength. Lucky for me, Boss Jiang arrived in time... they can all testify!"

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