After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!

Chapter 558 - 438: Miss, Are You Filming a Movie?

This kick from Ning Youguang was both crisp and decisive, full of force.

The robber was directly kicked and sent flying onto the ground.

However, he quickly got back up.

Then, he roared and lunged at Ning Youguang—

The thrilling fight between the two commenced here.

...

Meanwhile, on the other side.

The woman whose bag was snatched stopped running when she saw Ning Youguang fighting with the robber.

Since her bag was stolen, she didn’t have her phone to call the police. She anxiously spun around a few times on the spot. Seeing Ning Youguang’s fighting prowess and the clear advantage she had over the robber, she quickly turned and ran towards the crowded place in the World Trade Center.

"Miss." When she returned with two security guards, she found Ning Youguang sitting on the ground alone, holding the bag and wiping sweat.

"Where’s the robber?"

"He ran away." Ning Youguang didn’t have the energy to explain much, and directly pointed in a direction to the security guards in front, "He went that way."

The two security guards received the information and immediately chased the robber in the direction she pointed.

"Auntie, have you called the police?" Ning Youguang extended her hand, offering the green Hermes crocodile leather bag to the woman in colorful attire, "Check if anything is missing."

After that thrilling fight, she was drenched in sweat and breathing heavily.

Exhausted, it had been a long time since she’d had such a stimulating exercise.

After handing over the bag, she casually wiped her face. Her face was smeared with dust, not cleaned properly, but she didn’t care; she just wanted to take more breaths to even out her respiration.

"I did, I did." The woman nodded happily, her breath was also uneven.

But it did not hinder her from looking at Ning Youguang attentively.

"Are you okay, miss?"

"I’m fine." Ning Youguang continued wiping the sweat from her forehead.

The woman whose bag was stolen saw her delicate and fair face, wet with sweat and smeared with dust, and she quickly reacted. She swiftly took out a pack of wet wipes from her bag, pulled out two, and handed them to her, "The most valuable thing is this bag, as long as the bag is fine."

She patted the crocodile leather bag but showed no intention of further checking the contents inside.

After patting the bag, Ning Youguang’s eyes were caught by the green jade bracelet on her wrist, and then, she noticed the large yellow diamond ring on her hand, which she estimated to be at least ten carats.

No wonder she could afford a bag worth millions.

The flashy woman, wealthy beyond measure, felt completely relieved seeing the bag intact.

She squatted down, just about to say a few caring words to Ning Youguang, when she noticed the red blood stains on her sleeve, shocking her.

"Miss, are you all right?" Unlike her extravagant attire, the woman had a fair and smooth round face, unadorned but with good features, well-defined facial features—a very poised and approachable, gentle face.

"I’m fine; this blood isn’t mine." Ning Youguang lightly swept over her sweater sleeve stained with blood, but didn’t remove anything, "It’s from the robber."

"That’s good, that’s good." The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

She patted her chest and gratefully smiled at Ning Youguang, "Thank you so much, miss."

While speaking, she reached into her bag and quickly pulled out a red brocade box, "I bought this just now at the World Trade Center. It’s for you. Consider it as a small token of gratitude from me."

"No need, Auntie." Ning Youguang smilingly refused, "I acted bravely because I knew I could, not for any other reason."

"Take it." The woman’s smiling eyes were almost fixated on Ning Youguang’s face, "I know you helped me not for this, but you did me a big favor today. If I don’t thank you, I won’t sleep well tonight. Miss, for my peace of mind, please accept it. It’s just a gold bracelet, not worth much."

"Really, it’s not necessary." Ning Youguang stood up, "Auntie, you were frightened just now, get home quickly if nothing else needs handling; I’m going to get my paintings... where are my paintings?!"

"Over there." The woman joined her in looking towards the tree where she had previously placed the paintings, but found the area empty. "Ah, where did it go? It was just there."

Ning Youguang looked around, soon noticing in the distance, an environmental worker on a tricycle riding away.

"Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute!"