Chapter 99

Wu Liang was seeing Milutin's gentle and maternal beauty for the first time. He had never known Milutin had such a tender side.

He initially thought Milutin was just a brainless lunatic, but judging from what just happened, he has to apologize to Milutin properly.

He shouldn't have looked at Milutin that way; actually, Milutin...

"Ah!! Young Master, what brings you here!! Where's my figurine!???"

"Why didn't you bring the figurine I bought at the anime convention?!"

"Those are all limited editions! Limited editions!! What if I lose my figures!!"

When they saw Wu Liang and Yao Shi empty-handed, holding nothing.

Milutin suddenly stood up and rushed to Wu Liang's side, shouting as if he were about to cry.

Waaaaah, those are all figurines I just bought! What will I do if they get lost?!

"..."

When Wu Liang saw Milutin suddenly revert to her old crazy state, her face darkened.

The heartfelt words that had been brewing for so long were instantly shattered by the three figures of Milutin.

Can't this woman focus on something a little more normal? Who would care about figurines at a time like this?

"If those figurines knew that you would go to such lengths to care about them, they would probably be so moved that they would come to life on the spot."

Wu Liang remained silent for a long time before finally managing to utter this sentence.

Seeing Milutin covered in scrapes and dust, looking utterly disheveled, Wu Liang ultimately couldn't bring himself to scold her.

He really didn't know how to evaluate this woman who valued figurines more than her own life.

But Milutin is definitely an outstanding woman.

Chapter 39: Figurines Are More Valuable Than Life (Bonus Chapter 15/32 for Monthly Tickets)

"Thank you so much for saving my child, thank you so much!!!"

"Thank you so much. I'm sorry, I don't know what to say to express my gratitude."

"But thank you so much, so very much,"

Overwhelmed with panic and unable to control her tears, the woman held Milutin's hand tightly and kept bowing her head to express her gratitude.

As a mother, she really didn't know how to express her gratitude to the girl who looked to be only in her early twenties.

"It's alright, I only have some scratches. Mother, you don't need to do this."

Milutin looked at the woman kneeling before her, seemingly at a loss, and who refused to get up.

She was truly at a loss in this situation because she didn't know how to comfort the woman.

Although she knew how to comfort the child, she panicked a little when facing the boy's parents.

She felt it was really unnecessary to make an elder kneel down in front of her and kowtow to apologize.

"This is enough, Mother. My friend has clearly received your gratitude."

"If you don't stand up soon, my friend might get upset, and besides, I should take her to the hospital now."

Wu Liang walked up to the woman and gently patted her shoulder.

He could understand the woman's eagerness to express her gratitude; rather, he felt that she was indeed a woman worthy of his respect.

In this world, there are far too many people who do not know how to be grateful after receiving favors from others.

Countless people, after receiving help from others, will turn around and retaliate, or even extort money from those who helped them.

"Ah, yes, yes, we need to take this young lady to the hospital right away."

"I'll go with you, I'll pay for it, let's go now."

The woman suddenly realized what the young man was saying.

He hurriedly stood up from the ground and ran to Milutin's side, saying anxiously.

We need to take this girl to the hospital for a full check-up as soon as possible.

This girl rolled several meters on the ground earlier; it would be troublesome if she suffered any internal injuries.

The external injuries didn't look minor either; the girl had extra abrasions on her thighs and arms.

"I actually want to do my part, but I have to stay here and wait."

"Let me add a smile to your faces. I'll reimburse you for whatever you spent."

The driver, who had recovered from the accident, walked over with a complicated expression.

Looking at the girl's abrasions all over her body, I felt a pang of pain in my heart. If it weren't for this girl pushing the child away in time...

His hands might really be stained with a life.

"Young Master..."

Seeing more and more people gathering around, Milutin became nervous and hid behind Wu Liang, holding onto his sleeve.

"No need for that, sir driver and madam. We appreciate your kindness, but we'll handle the rest ourselves."

"My friend didn't help out of any reward, and we have important things to do afterward, so we'll be leaving now."

Wu Liang smiled slightly at the two people in front of him, glanced at the growing number of passersby around them, and slowly took Milutin's left hand.

He didn't want to be completely blocked here by this group of passersby, so he should take Milutin to get treatment as soon as possible.

"But young man, I really want to help you..."

The driver felt somewhat guilty upon seeing this; he wished he had noticed the child sooner and applied the brakes earlier.

"Yes, that girl protected my child very well, how could I abandon you?"

The woman watched Wu Liang and his companion's retreating figures with a complicated expression, saying, "Why isn't she doing anything?"

That young woman saved her child's life.

"Gentlemen, since the young master has already said that, you don't need to dwell on it anymore."

"Young Master and I will take her to the hospital. You two were also frightened earlier, so you don't need to come along. I hope you can understand."

Yao Shi stepped forward and stopped the woman and driver who were trying to catch up with Wu Liang.

She gave a slight bow to express her respect, then turned and quickly walked to Wu Liang and Milutin's side.

Only the two people, their faces full of guilt, remained standing there.

Just after Wu Liang and the others left, the surrounding crowd couldn't help but applaud.

Some passersby even took photos of Wu Liang and the others leaving, and posted them on their WeChat Moments with an inspiring message.

True heroes often exist among us. "He" can be anyone—a retired soldier, a valiant man full of a sense of justice, or even a seemingly fragile yet strong young girl...

"What I just saw is something you probably wouldn't even see in a Hollywood action blockbuster..."

You might not believe it, but I just saw a stunningly beautiful woman...

Every passerby who witnessed the previous scene looked at the three people's departing figures with admiration.

A burst of enthusiastic applause slowly rose along the path, and it lingered for a long time...

"Resolved?"

"Yes."

"Then let's find a hospital for Milutin first."

"I've found the nearest hospital; it's not far away."

"That would be the best possible outcome."

"But young master, I'm really fine, it's just a pity about my figurine..."

Milutin looked at the two people talking to themselves and said with some grievance.

She didn't care much about her injuries anymore; what she really regretted was losing her newly bought figurines.

Those were her favorite figurines, which she had carefully selected over a long period of time.

It got lost before I even got home. That's so upsetting.

"Hey!! You brave warriors!!!"

"Look this way!! These are your things, right?!"

Just as Wu Liang and the others had taken a few steps, two or three passersby carrying piles of packaging boxes ran over from the other side of the road.

Judging from the packaging bags in their hands, they were undoubtedly the figurine boxes that Milutin had previously discarded by the roadside.

"Ah! That's my precious figurine!!!"

Milutin, who was initially feeling dejected, couldn't help but shout out when he saw the cardboard boxes in the hands of these passersby.

Her eyes shone as she stared at the figurine box, momentarily unable to believe it was real.

The figurine she thought had been taken away by someone else has returned?

"It seems those figurines weren't just taken away by someone."

Wu Liang smiled faintly as he watched the passersby running towards them.

When they returned to where the figurines were kept, the packaging boxes were nowhere to be seen.

I initially thought those figurines had been taken by passersby, but it seems that's not the case.

"You guys are walking so fast, we almost couldn't keep up with you."

"Yes, yes, we specifically chased after you to return these things to you."

A passerby, slightly out of breath, exclaimed, "My goodness, those people are walking way too fast!"

However, this was also because there were too many onlookers there, so they didn't notice that these people had already left immediately.

That's why they had to sprint and run to catch up.

"This is so cool! I didn't even think I'd find these at first."

Milutin exclaimed with delight, "Someone actually brought it back to me?"

These people are truly wonderful; I must thank them properly.

"It wasn't that exaggerated. We just saw you suddenly drop everything and rush out."

"At first we were wondering what was wrong with you, but when we found out you were doing it to save people, we were shocked."

"So we helped you carry these things, in case someone stole them. We didn't expect you to leave the scene so quickly."

The passersby exchanged smiles; they had been walking behind Milutin from the beginning.

They were stunned when they saw Milutin and the others rush out, but after learning that they were desperate to save lives, they felt genuine respect for them.

To be honest, these people slipped away so fast that they barely managed to catch up with them only by following directions from the onlookers.

Thank you so much!!

The worry on Milutin's face vanished in an instant, as if her previous grievances had been feigned.

Upon seeing the figurine, my previously gloomy mood instantly brightened up.

Just as she was about to happily accept the figurine from the other party with both hands, a sharp pain suddenly shot through her right shoulder, which had just started to move, as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer.

Cold sweat instantly soaked her vest, and her forehead was covered with large beads of sweat.

Milutin glanced discreetly at the shoulder that was almost turning purple, and gasped, forcing himself not to cry out in pain.

It was indeed bumped a little bit; I never expected that just a light scratch would cause it to turn into this state.

Hey, hey, hey, that hurts so much! By the way, is your right arm dislocated? I haven't been able to feel it since just now.

"Thank you so much for sending these on behalf of Milutin. Thank you very much."

While Milutin was still racking his brains trying to figure out how to get away with it...

Yao Shi accepted the pile of figurines on behalf of Milutin and bowed to express her gratitude to these kind people.