Rebirth: Splendid Marriage in the 80s Chapter 2555 - 2491: This Grudge Must Be Avenged

Soaked to the bone, the three bodyguards stood rigidly with hands limp at their sides, heads lowered, faces etched with deep gloom.

Cheng Cheng sprawled across the ground, drenched completely, his eyes squeezed shut tight.

Chen Yiping kept up the chest compressions, utterly fatigued yet doggedly continuing. He whispered faint words to himself.

"Cheng Cheng, wake up, please wake up..."

"Deputy Officer Cheng!" Sun Han, stunned just as much, charged forward, shoved Chen Yiping away, dragged Cheng Cheng upright, dropped to one knee, flipped him around, propped him on his thigh, and smacked his back.

His power dwarfed Chen Yiping's, the slender doctor's. Those Alliance-trained emergency tactics were like brutal reflexes, savage in their force.

Chen Yiping saw those methods as wildly unorthodox.

Still, Sun Han's rough technique forced some water from Cheng Cheng's mouth.

"Sun Han, the water!" Jiang Shiheng stood nearby, fists balled tight, holding back from interfering.

He recognized Sun Han's value in this crisis.

Sun Han faltered, "Sixth Young Master, he’s drowning—why feed him water now?"

Such a notion was new to him.

"Just do it."

Cheng Cheng had hacked up water but lay motionless, and Jiang Shiheng's command rang out firm and icy.

He trusted Chiang Xiao.

Trusted her daughter.

His own narrow escape from death at her hands, coupled with his bond to her, gave him unshakeable confidence.

Before departing Capital City, Chiang Xiao had murmured to him.

"Dad, the potion with the blue cap—don’t drink it daily. Save it for dire peril; it can save a life."

Thus, he had safeguarded that blue-capped potion ever since.

Today, on guard for the meeting with Old Master Lu, he passed that blue-capped bottle to Sun Han.

Chen Yiping, drained to his limits, collapsed onto the grimy, puddle-strewn ground.

Sweat streamed down his face as he stared at Sun Han in utter hopelessness.

Unable to save him...

He had pushed on for what felt like forever.

If he truly failed to rescue him, facing Chiang Xiao would be impossible...

Sun Han clenched his jaw, unscrewed the cap, and tilted the potion into Cheng Cheng’s mouth.

The first half gushed out, refusing to stay down.

With fierce resolve, he seized Cheng Cheng’s jaw and rammed the other half inside.

Half still leaked out, yet a good amount made it through.

Once the potion was poured, he gripped the vacant bottle and shot Jiang Shiheng a puzzled look.

Jiang Shiheng's fists stayed locked, eyes fixed downward, neither moving nor uttering a word.

Tension thickened the air until no one dared even inhale... until

"Cough cough cough..."

Fierce, explosive coughs yanked them all from the dread.

Jiang Shiheng gradually loosened his fists, discovering tears welling in his eyes.

"Young Master Cheng!"

"Deputy Officer Cheng!"

Sun Han swiftly hauled Cheng Cheng into a sitting position.

Cheng Cheng expelled several gulps of water, palm pressed to the earth, knuckles scraped raw—cleaned by the liquid but oozing fresh blood.

Exhausted, he raised his eyes to Jiang Shiheng and cracked a weak smile.

"Godfather," he rasped hoarsely, "I just saw Little."

Exactly speaking, teetering on death's edge, he'd flashed back to that cavern, twisting open the water bottle dropped by his mysterious savior.

Drank it.

The water tasted utterly sweet.

And then consciousness returned.

Chen Yiping sensed his hands quivering uncontrollably.

Sun Han steadied Cheng Cheng upright.

Cheng Cheng shot a glare at the pond, savage fire igniting briefly in his gaze.

Just you wait—he'd make them pay, or he wasn't fit to be Chiang Xiaoxiao’s brother.