Fire Chief vs. Surgeon: A Tale of Relentless Pursuit
Chapter 23: Will I have to collect your corpse next time?

Chapter 23: Chapter 23: Will I have to collect your corpse next time?

Jiang Ye rarely went back to the family apartment complex; he usually stayed in the dorm, which was more convenient for when he needed to go out on police duty.

But now, he had successfully slipped back to the family quarters.

He had just sat down, ready to continue working when his cell phone rang.

He didn’t pay much attention to the caller ID:

"Who is this?"

"Who is this? Your own mother!

Tell me, Jiang Ye, if it weren’t for Xiyue telling us, were you ever going to inform us about your injury?"

An angry roar ensued.

Only then did Jiang Ye glance at the phone screen:

"Mom!" he exclaimed.

"Don’t call me Mom! This time it’s an injury. What’s next, am I going to have to collect your corpse?

Tell me, when are you going to let your dad and me stop worrying?"

Clearly, she was truly enraged.

Even letting such words slip out.

Jiang Ye rubbed his eyebrows and explained in a soft voice, "Mom, it’s not that serious; it’s just a fracture."

However, this explanation might as well have not been given at all.

Mrs. Jiang, already seething with nowhere to vent her anger, flared up even more:

"What, a fracture is not serious to you now?"

Sweat...

"Okay, so what do you suggest we do?"

Knowing that whatever he said now would be wrong, he decided it was best to listen respectfully to her wishes, as usual.

On the phone, Mrs. Jiang hummed twice:

"Wait until I’m done with my business in a couple of days!"

"What for?"

"What else? To come and see you, of course!"

After all, how could a mother rest easy without seeing her injured son with her own eyes?

Jiang Ye knew he couldn’t refuse. This old lady never listened:

"Okay, call me in advance when you come, and I’ll pick you up."

"No need, you, a disabled person, better focus on healing. We have a driver!

By the way, about pulling Xiyue’s endorsement, your brother said it was your idea?"

Jiang Ye shifted his body and hummed in response.

On the phone, Mrs. Jiang paused for a moment and then spoke earnestly,

"Aye, by doing this, you’re going to have trouble explaining to Grandpa. After all, Xiyue and you..."

But she was cut off before she could finish.

"Mom, can you stop linking me with Gu Xiyue all the time?

There’s nothing between us, not in the past, not now, nor in the future!"

"You stubborn child, forget it, I won’t argue with you. Anyway, your grandfather is already picking out dates. You handle it."

Picking out dates?

Jiang Ye sneered:

"Then I’ll just say this: No! Way!"

Confronted with her son’s inflexible attitude, Mrs. Jiang was taken aback before she asked softly,

"What’s actually wrong with Xiyue? She’s got the looks, the figure, and you two grew up together like childhood sweethearts—why won’t it work?

Aye, it’s not like you’ve got some issue, right?"

She was really suspicious!

"Son, if there really is a problem, let’s not hide it and get it treated, okay?"

As the last word fell, a ’click’ sound.

Then came the ’beep beep beep’ of the call being disconnected.

Jiang Ye thought to himself: Huh, so this is my own mother?

Does a mother usually suspect her own son has some serious illness like that?

Is she really my biological mother?

But obviously, there can’t be any mistake. After all, the Jiang family’s genetic inheritance is too strong; for generations, everyone has been sharing the same face!

Sigh~

A wave of headache hit.

Jiang Ye rubbed his temples for a good while before redialing another number.

The call was quickly connected, and Jiang Ye took the lead:

"Where’s the stuff I asked for?"

"Young Master Jiang, things don’t happen that fast! It hasn’t been six days, and you’re investigating something from six years ago!"

The man was clearly impatient:

"When can you do it?"

"Didn’t we agree on a week?"

"Three days at most. If you can’t do it, I’ll find someone else!"

Find someone else?

That won’t do at all.

The person on the other end of the phone gritted his teeth:

"Fine, fine, fine, three days it is. Wait for the news."

So, it really could have been done in three days after all, and yet they had said a week before?

Er, how to put this?

It’s an industry standard not to make definite promises too soon, in case things change, right?

If something went wrong, wouldn’t it ruin their reputation?

Right?

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