In the quiet of the night, Charlie was behind the wheel, driving with Nanako Ito as they sped back to Tokyo. During their journey, Isaac Cameron called Charlie, inquiring if he hadpleted his work and when he nned to return to Osaka. Charlie informed him that he wouldn’t be back for a while, and that he wouldn’t return until tomorrow.


    Though Isaac Cameron sensed something was amiss with Charlie, he was reassured by his friend’s resilience. No one in Japan could pose a threat to Charlie, which eased Isaac’s concerns. Meanwhile, Nanako Ito, sitting in the passenger seat, appeared anxious throughout the drive. Despite Yuhiko Ito’s assurances over the phone that she was not in danger, Nanako’s worry lingered.


    After over three hours on the road, Charlie pulled up in front of Tokyo’s premier medical facility, the Tokyo University Affiliated Hospital. This institution is renowned as the highest-ranked hospital in Japan, representing the pinnacle of medical care in the country.


    Once the car came to a stop, Nanako Ito eagerly opened the door to exit. However, she paused to look at Charlie and asked, “Charlie, are youing inside with me?”


    Charlie, feeling a bit bashful, responded, “Your father might not want to see me, right?”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    With sincerity, Nanako Ito replied, “Charlie, you saved my life. No matter what misunderstandings or grievances exist, I believe my father will overlook them!”


    After pondering for a moment, Charlie agreed, “Alright then, I’ll apany you.”


    Charlie’s reasoning was straightforward; after all, Yuhiko Ito was Nanako’s father. If there were any serious issues with his health, perhaps he could offer assistance.


    Upon arriving at the intensive care unit floor, they were met with a crowded scene; the area from the elevator to the lounge and corridor was filled with people.


    The majority were members of the Ito family, while a smaller group consisted of special operations teams dispatched by the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department.


    As the elevator doors opened, everyone outside turned their attention toward the elevator, noticing Nanako Ito and an unfamiliar man. Their expressions revealed surprise.


    At that moment, a middle-aged woman hurried over, eximing in astonishment, “Nanako, what are you doing here?!”


    This woman was Ito Emi, Yuhiko Ito’s sister and Nanako Ito’s aunt.


    Seeing her aunt, Nanako quickly bowed and asked, “Auntie, how is my father?”


    A shadow of sadness crossed Emi Ito’s face as she sighed, “Nanako, his vital signs are stable. The doctor assured us that he is out of danger, but…”


    “But what?!” Nanako Ito interjected, her worry palpable.


    “Oh…” Emi Ito sighed again and said with gravity, “My brother suffered severe injuries to his legs. The doctors had to amputate below the knees to save his life. For the rest of his days, he may need to rely on a wheelchair or prosthetics…”


    “What?!” Nanako’s eyes filled with tears.


    The news of her father’s amputations struck deep within her, filling her with sorrow.


    She understood her father’s character well; he was strong and resilient throughout his life. The prospect of spending the rest of his life in a wheelchair would be a heavy blow for someone like him.


    It reminded her of his mentor, Kazuki Yamamoto, who dedicated his life to martial arts, only to be rendered incapacitated by underestimating Charlie’s strength. A once-great martial arts master was now confined to a bed, a devastating fate. Charlie couldn’t help but frown at this moment. Yuhiko Ito’s situation was aplex mix of fortune and misfortune. While he was indeed unlucky, he had at least retained his life; otherwise, it would have meant a permanent separation from his daughter, Nanako.<h3 ss="has-text-align-center" id="chapter-list"><strong></strong><fnf457> Content originallyes from find?novel</fnf457>