Chapter 353: How dare you mess with Young Master Mo?
Their car had entered without any obstruction. A doctor from the hospital was already standing by the roadside, waiting for their arrival. When he saw the car enter, he quickly went forward. “Hello, Young Master Mo. I’m the Director’s assistant, Li.”
Mo Boyuan got out of the car and nodded at the person. “Doctor Li.”
“The Director has already made arrangements for the other patients in the affected wing to proceed to the activity room. Right now, only that person remains in her ward.”
“Do bring my thanks to your Director.”
“Definitely, Young Master.”
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With Doctor Li leading the way, Mo Boyuan and his bodyguards had effortlessly passed through the other hospital areas and directly arrived outside Shen Peiyi’s ward.
Beep, beep, beep—the solitary door was unlocked.
As the Shen family had ‘donated’ the hospital a large sum of money before that, Shen Peiyi did not have to stay in a multi-patient ward. Instead, she had a room to herself. Even so, she was still tied to the hospital bed.
The hospital protocol listed that she would have to wait until the specialists and doctors had checked on her to confirm she was past her unstable period. Then, only they could release her. Shen Peiyi had only been sent here for two days, so she hadn’t met the time requirement yet, which was why she had to be constricted twenty-four hours a day.
As for her diet and personal hygiene, the nurses would come to feed her, and they’d bring along a bedpan to provide continence aid. It was a fortune that Shen Peiyi stayed in a single room, and the Shen family had spent special care fees for her sake. Her ward didn’t smell as bad as the other.
The bodyguards and Doctor Li had stood outside the door to keep watch. Mo Boyuan squinted his eyes and took his steps one after another into the room.
The woman on the bed seemed to have heard his movement and opened her eyes. When she saw Mo Boyuan, she revealed a strange smile. “Heh, you’re finally here! I knew you’d definitely come!” Her high-pitched voice was uncomfortable to listen to.
There was a glint flashing across Mo Boyuan’s narrowed eyes. “Oh?”
“I knew you’ll definitely come looking for me, won’t you? For that woman’s sake.”
The tension in the room had suddenly risen, and Mo Boyuan had worn a dangerous look on his face. His voice was even colder when he snapped, “Since you know everything, let’s cut to the chase. Speak now!”
Mo Boyuan didn’t approach the bed. He was at least a meter away from her.
Shen Peiyi had continued to struggle, hoping to break free. The wound that had appeared on her wrists from forcefully trying to escape seemed to have started oozing pus. But she hadn’t shown any reaction from her pain as if she was numb and couldn’t sense anything.
“How can I tell you when you’re so far away? Come here, come here! And I’ll tell you then!”
Mo Boyuan didn’t move an inch. He couldn’t be listening to Shen Peiyi babbling about her irrelevant past. “Do you think you still have what it takes to be negotiating terms with me?”
Hearing this, the bedridden Shen Peiyi snorted hysterically. “Of course I do. As long as you still care about her, I’d have my ace up my sleeves!” she continued, “If you don’t come over, Mo Boyuan, I won’t be uttering a word of what you want to hear.”
It was up to him whether he wanted to make his choice to know the whole story—how disgusting.
The ward was quiet. And Shen Peiyi’s eery-looking face had been distorted with a freakish smile the whole time—her behavior was abnormal.
At this moment, Mo Boyuan took a few steps closer.
When she saw him getting closer and closer, the pride in Shen Peiyi’s eyes had become even more blatant. There was a rampant, arrogant look.
But Mo Boyuan wasn’t someone who would compromise this easily. Regardless of his people or opponents, they all knew one thing very clearly—whoever you provoke, do not ever try to step on the toes of Young Master Mo.
F*ck, she’d even tried to threaten him. Only a fool knows no fear. If she’d known, she wouldn’t have the guts to attempt such stupidity.