Capital City, a certain hospital
Ye Rongyue stood outside the hospital room dressed in ancient clothes, flanked by two men in black to prevent her escape.
She glared coldly at the two beside her, not even considering them as opponents. She followed them simply because she felt a bit guilty towards that person.
Speaking of which, that person really was unlucky. She accidentally swung and hit him, but he didn't just get up. Instead, he had only a small cut on his hand, yet it wouldn't stop bleeding, like a pig being slaughtered. What strange condition was that?
"Doctor, how is he?"
"How is Mr. Yun?"
"..."
The doctor in a white coat adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, "The bleeding has stopped. I already told you, Mr. Yun has a special constitution, and you must not let him get injured."
