coobybook Chapter 972 Andy Coles
Chapter 972 Andy Coles
In the gardens of Winston Manor in the United States, the afternoon sun filters through the dense foliage, casting dappled shadows on the lawn.
Alice sat in a white wicker chair, her lap resting on a drawing board. Her hand holding the paintbrush moved gently as her gaze focused intently on the scenery in the distance.
Jiang Chengyu's silver hair cascaded down like moonlight, falling smoothly over his forehead and neck, making his face appear even more handsome.
His sword-like eyebrows slanted upwards towards his temples, his nose was high and straight, and his lips were clearly defined; together they created a perfect blend of heroic spirit.
When his eyes were closed, his long, thick eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow under his eyelids.
With each breath, the body trembled gently, like a pair of butterflies with folded wings resting, exuding a fragile beauty in its tranquility.
Below, there's a smooth jawline, transitioning to a neck that's so fair it's almost translucent.
The top two buttons of the light gray shirt were undone, revealing a small patch of delicate skin.
Bathed in the afternoon sunlight, it gleamed with a warm glow.
The fabric clung to the curves of her shoulders and neck, making her slender yet upright figure even more striking.
His every gesture exudes both a refined composure and an understated elegance.
It's as if the person stepped out of a painting, every detail perfectly touching the heart, like a flowing painting.
Alice was so engrossed in her painting that she didn't even notice Andy Coles's approaching footsteps.
Jiang Chengyu has practiced martial arts since childhood and is extremely sensitive to changes in the surrounding atmosphere.
When that scrutinizing gaze fell upon him, he suddenly opened his eyes.
A fleeting, almost imperceptible wariness flashed in her clear eyes, quickly transforming into a gentle smile:
"Andreas, why are you back so soon today?"
When Andy Coles saw the smile on his face, his previously probing gaze softened.
Unable to resist being infected by Jiang Chengyu's radiant smile, she also revealed a warm smile.
Alice then turned around, saw the person who had come, put down her paintbrush, stood up, and smiled politely:
"Uncle Andy Coles, it's been a long time! When did you get back?"
Jiang Chengyu's smile faded slightly, and he scratched his head somewhat embarrassedly—he had mistaken someone for someone else, which seemed rather abrupt.
Andy Colles stepped forward, gave Alice a gentle hug, and kissed her cheek in Western etiquette:
"Oh, my beautiful Miss Alice, it's been a long time! You've grown taller and more beautiful than ever."
He turned his gaze to Jiang Chengyu and asked, feigning curiosity, "Could you introduce this handsome gentleman to me?"
Alice nodded and waved to Jiang Chengyu: "Mr. Kate, come here, let me introduce you."
Jiang Chengyu approached in response, extending his hand with an embarrassed expression: "Hello."
Andy Colles took his hand; his fingertips were slightly cool. Alice introduced them from the side:
"This is Mr. Kate, from beautiful China. Grandpa and Aunt Karina visited Kunming before..."
He was rescued at sea after an accident, but the man couldn't remember his own name.
Aunt Karina gave him a wonderful name, "Kate," and he's currently staying at the estate.
“Oh, I see,” Andy Coles said with a smile that didn’t fade, holding Jiang Chengyu’s hand tightly. “Mr. Kate, it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
Alice continued, “This is my uncle, Andy Coles,”
Alice added with a laugh, her tone joking, "He travels extensively."
Among his father's siblings, he looks very much like his father, his grandfather often joked.
It must have been Grandpa Charles Winston holding his child at the hospital.
Andy Coles was amused by her, but his gaze remained fixed on Jiang Chengyu's face, his deep eyes filled with complex emotions.
Jiang Chengyu smiled politely: "I'm sorry, Mr. Andy Coles,"
"I... I really mistook you for someone else. Yes, you and Mr. Andreas really do look alike."
After he finished speaking, he tried to withdraw his hand, but found that the other person was holding it very tightly.
Andy Coles looked into his eyes, as if drawn by some force.
Unwilling to let go, that single glance held too many unspeakable emotions.
It was as if he wanted to grasp something distant through him.
A subtle tension hung in the air. Alice looked at this, then at that.
He smiled and tried to smooth things over: "Uncle, Mr. Kate is also a very good painter."
He even drew a portrait of me; I was just trying to draw him myself.
Andy Coles then came to his senses, slowly releasing his grip, a meaningful smile playing on his lips:
"Oh really? My darling, that's truly amazing!"
Darling, let me take a good look at your exquisite painting!
The scene abruptly changes to the brightly lit emergency room of Kanghe Hospital late at night.
A black Bentley suddenly crashed through the hospital gate, its screeching brakes cutting through the night, before finally coming to a stop crookedly in front of the emergency room.
The car door was pushed open forcefully, and Andy Coles staggered out, his dark suit soaked in blood.
Several gruesome wounds were faintly visible under the fabric. He staggered with every step he took, and finally tumbled and crawled toward the hall.
Just then, Professor Drucker and Jiang Chengyu finished an emergency surgery and were walking out of the lobby.
Upon seeing this, both of them were stunned. Before they could react, Andy Coles' legs went weak, and he fell straight towards Jiang Chengyu.
Jiang Chengyu reacted quickly and instinctively reached out to catch him steadily.
The surface was hot and sticky, and a strong smell of blood instantly filled my nostrils.
His heart tightened, and he looked down at the pale-faced, barely breathing person in his arms, and asked urgently:
"Mr. Andy Coles! What happened to you? How did you get hurt like this?"
Andy Coles struggled to open his eyelids, his unfocused gaze falling on Jiang Chengyu's face.
Her lips moved slightly, her voice as faint as a candle flickering in the wind: "Darling...darling...save me..." Before she could finish speaking, she nearly fainted.
"Quick! A stretcher!" Professor Drucker shouted decisively into the hall.
"Get him to the operating room immediately and activate the highest-level emergency response plan!"
The medical staff in the emergency room had already rushed over upon hearing the commotion and dared not delay for even the slightest moment.
They hurriedly lifted Andy Coles onto a stretcher and rushed him to the operating room.
Jiang Chengyu followed closely behind, quickly entering the disinfection room and changing into surgical gowns and sterile gloves as fast as possible.
When he entered the operating room, the anesthesiologist and nurses were already ready.
Jiang Chengyu walked to the operating table and looked at the faintly fluctuating curve on the electrocardiogram monitor.
He reached out and gently patted Andy Coles's cheek, his voice steady and firm.
With a reassuring tone: "Mr. Andy Coles, don't be afraid, I'm here. Don't worry, I won't let anything happen to you."
After speaking, he looked up at the anesthesiologist, his eyes sharp and firm: "Prepare for anesthesia. Calculate the dosage according to the standard body weight. Monitor vital signs carefully."
The operating room lights suddenly turned on, casting a cold white light over everything.
The moment Jiang Chengyu picked up the scalpel, he suppressed all his emotions, leaving only focus and composure.
Regardless of past entanglements, at this moment, he is first and foremost a doctor.
Andy Coles opened his eyes in a blinding white light, the smell of disinfectant filling his nostrils.
He moved his fingers and realized he was lying on a bed in the intensive care unit.
His body was covered in various tubes, connected to a beeping machine next to him.
As his gaze gradually focused, he saw Jiang Chengyu standing by the hospital bed, his brows slightly furrowed.
He intently examined the fluctuating data on the instrument, his fingertips rapidly writing something on the record board.
"You're awake?" A cold voice came from the other side, carrying undisguised sarcasm.
Andreas sat in a chair by the window, legs crossed, exuding an intimidating aura. "How lucky."
Jiang Chengyu looked up at the sound and saw that Andy Coles had woken up. A look of relief flashed in his eyes. He then continued with his work, making sure that all vital signs were stable.
"Oh, dear Mr. Andy Coles, you're finally awake!" Professor Drucker pushed open the door and entered.
With his hands in his white coat pockets and a kind smile on his face, he...
"It was really dangerous. If it weren't for Kate's superb surgical skills, which allowed her to precisely remove the bullet that was close to the heart, we probably would have been helpless."
Andy Colles's gaze swept over the two men's faces, and he let out a hoarse laugh.
When he looked at Andreas, a fanatical flame ignited in his eyes.
Andreas stood up, walked to the bedside, and looked down at him:
"I've told you so many times, what's so great about that godfather? Why do you have to fight him to the death?"
“I want that position… the head of the Winston family, ha ha…” Andy Colles grinned, a smile that was almost sinister.
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through his chest. He coughed violently, his face instantly turning bright red, and his breathing became rapid.
A cold glint flashed in Andreas's eyes. He suddenly leaned down and grabbed the man's neck, which was connected to an oxygen tube.
The force was so great that Andy Coles's face instantly turned pale. "I should fucking call Kate, don't pull out that damn bullet,"
His voice was as cold as ice, “Let it stay on the edge of your heart, rotting with you until you die, so you won’t cause any more trouble!”
"Andreas!" Jiang Chengyu quickly stepped forward and pulled him away. "He's just out of danger, he can't get excited!"
Andreas shook off Jiang Chengyu's hand, glaring menacingly at Andy Coles, who was coughing hysterically on the hospital bed.
Finally, he snorted coldly, turned around and walked to the window, punching the wall, making the windowpane vibrate.
The only sounds in the intensive care unit were the ticking of the machines and Andy Coles's heavy breathing.
Jiang Chengyu quickly adjusted the oxygen flow rate, and watching his breathing gradually stabilize, his brows furrowed even more deeply.
The internal strife within the Winston family is clearly more dangerous than imagined.
Throughout history, the changing of power within families has always been accompanied by fierce competition and intrigue, with historical records filled with tales of bloodshed and intrigue.
The intrigue and backstabbing in the imperial court have already vividly depicted this kind of conflict.
He had thought it was a story from a distant era, but now he witnessed these brothers turning against each other.
The scene of fighting to the death still stirred up a complex struggle in my chest.
On one side are blood-related siblings, and on the other is the supreme position of clan leader. How could kinship become so thin, and humanity be distorted by desire?
Jiang Chengyu's fingertips traced the cold surface of the instrument, his gaze falling on Andy Colles' pale yet still obsessive face.
I felt that beneath this glamorous family glory lay too many unknown scars.