His voice was so soft that only he could hear it.

Wearing a mask, there was no expression on his face, only a sinister look on his face.

He leaned over and whispered into Han Yun's ear, as if he was talking to his father on the sick bed.

However, his right hand pressed accurately on Han Yun's surgical wound, applying force little by little.

"Han Yun, if you are short of money, just borrow it from me. I will answer your request. If you want treatment, I will also hire a good doctor for you. I want you to live and watch me send you to hell. I also want you to try it.

Once you taste the feeling of the world turning into hell, it should be... very exciting."

Under the bangs, there are no traces visible on Rong Jincheng's face.

He let go.

A large amount of blood seeped out from Han Yun's wound, staining his hospital gown red.

The blood is like sunset, bright and scarlet.

The air was soon filled with the nauseating smell of blood.

Rong Jincheng straightened up and looked at the middle-aged man on the hospital bed with a pair of cold eyes.

The blood flowed more and more, and the wound almost burst.

Rong Jincheng then straightened his clothes and mask and walked out.

"Is there a doctor?" he shouted.

Yao Zhi heard the sound outside and ran over in a panic: "Young Master Rong, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Han's wound seems to be bleeding. Please call a doctor quickly."

Yao Zhi looked at the hospital bed and saw Han Yun's red hospital gown. She was so frightened that she covered her mouth and stumbled out.

Soon, the doctor rushed over to treat Han Yun's wound.

"Family members remember to keep an eye on the patient and report to us immediately if there is any situation," the doctor said.

"Okay, okay." Yao Zhi was in a panic, with a hasty expression on his face.

"Doctor, are you okay?" Rong Jincheng asked with concern.

"It's just a cracked wound. It's okay. I'll just take care of it." The doctor and several nurses treated Han Yun urgently.

Rong Jincheng patted his chest: "It scared me to death."

"Jincheng, I've frightened you. Come on, take a sip of tea." Yao Zhi said quickly.

"Thank you, Mrs. Han. To be honest, I was a little scared. You don't know, I fainted from blood. When I saw the blood just now, I almost fainted." Rong Jincheng looked like he was in shock, "It's okay, it's okay.

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"He just had surgery, and it's normal for the wound to collapse. Alas, it's fine."

"Mrs. Han, don't worry. Although I am dizzy, I am by no means a timid person. Mrs. Han, you can't deny me just because I am dizzy..."

"How could it be possible? I'm not such an irrational person." Yao Zhi said with a smile, "Having bloodshot eyes is a normal thing. In my eyes, Rong Shao is responsible and responsible. If you like Yurou,

It’s Yurou’s blessing.”

"Thank you, Mrs. Han, for your understanding. Mrs. Han, like Yurou, is very considerate."

"Young Master Rong deserves the award." Yao Zhi was a little embarrassed by the praise.

In her eyes, Rong Jincheng is very sensible.

Just then, Yao Zhi's phone rang.

It turned out that Han Yun had to pay for his medical expenses, which was a lot of money because of the surgery.

Yao Zhi frowned: "I understand, you don't have to rush me for this kind of thing, are you afraid that I can't afford it?"

The other party heard this and didn't dare to say anything.

Yao Zhi asked again: "How much."

"This week's is three hundred thousand."

"so much?"

"Yes, the ward, and all the drugs are imported, plus the cost of hiring experts, etc."

"I see."
Chapter completed!