Time passed by, and it was noon in the blink of an eye. At this time, the butler, Uncle Ming, called to say that the medical team from Switzerland was about to land at the international airport. Of course, the hospital director had personally arranged for the helipad on the hospital rooftop to be cleared, just waiting for the Nie family's plane to land.

All the bodyguards also did a final check of the guns and bullets, and were fully prepared.

Just past midnight, like a gust of wind, a tall, thin boy wearing a white oversized T-shirt rushed into the corridor, shouting as soon as he entered: "Sister, sister!"

The maid, Qin Ma, was also there, at the door of the ward where Nie Han was still sleeping.

Upon seeing the young man, he stepped forward and waved his hand, saying, "Young Master Jiayu, the young lady has suffered a lot and is injured. She is still sleeping, so you mustn't disturb her."

This young man is Nie Jiayu, the financial criminal Chen Rou will be dealing with in the future.

He was about 16 years old, 178cm tall, tall and thin, fair-skinned. At first glance, Chen Rou couldn't believe that he would become a criminal in the future.

He was quite obedient and immediately lowered his voice: "I heard my uncle was in trouble too, where is he?"

Before she could speak, Qin's mother burst into tears, pointing into the distance: "He's still in the intensive care unit, unconscious."

The young man looked in the direction Qin Ma was pointing and saw Chen Rou sitting with her legs crossed, drinking coffee.

He was quite clever; he took two steps back and said to Qin Ma, "That woman went out with my sister Ahan and my uncle. How come she's perfectly fine?"

Qin's mother was taken aback: Is there a problem with this?

Nie Jiayu's relationship with the original owner was also not good. The reason was that a year ago, a brokerage company specifically approached the original owner and offered to sign her for three million Hong Kong dollars, asking her to compete in the Miss Hong Kong pageant and enter the entertainment industry through the pageant.

Three million Hong Kong dollars is a large sum of money these days. The original owner of this body had studied ballet since childhood and had a dance foundation. In addition, she was indeed beautiful. Her agency tried hard to persuade her, and she also wanted to have her own career, so she signed up for the Miss Hong Kong pageant.

But right after she signed the contract, various media outlets began to ridicule and mock her.

There were also rumors that she would go into adult films and make pornographic photos; in short, they portrayed her in a particularly despicable way.

Nie Jiayu was only fifteen or sixteen years old and was in high school. As the original owner of this body was ridiculed by the media, his classmates naturally followed suit and mocked him. From then on, Nie Jiayu began to dislike Chen Rou.

He's not stupid. If you look at it from a normal perspective, if three people go out to eat and two of them are injured, and only one is fine, then that person is obviously the one with the problem. And he's just a kid, so of course he'll speak his mind.

He slammed the baseball bag on his shoulder to the ground, clenched his fists, and walked swaggering toward Chen Rou with a defiant look in his eyes. When he reached her, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked: "Miss Chen!"

He trailed off, his tone full of sarcasm, and without waiting for Chen Rou's reply, he added, "No wonder people always say you're both flirtatious and unlucky, you really are..."

As he said this, Chen Rou was also clenching her fist, but her hands were slender and her clenching wasn't as loud as his.

But as the saying goes, a barking dog won't bite, and a biting dog won't bite; whether a fist can hit someone doesn't depend on how loudly it's clenched.

So, before Nie Jiayu could even finish his curse, Chen Rou stood up and delivered an uppercut to his nose. Although the punch wasn't very powerful, it was delivered in the style of Wing Chun, and because it was executed skillfully, it was incredibly effective. Poor Nie Jiayu hadn't even finished his curse when he was struck so hard that his neck snapped back, and he fell flat on his back.

If it weren't for a bodyguard who caught him quickly, he would have fallen flat on his head.

Not to mention Nie Jiayu, the bodyguards were all stunned.

The newly arrived Mrs. Nie, upon meeting her nephew, immediately delivered an uppercut to him. That was too fierce!

Not to mention the bodyguards, the nurses in the intensive care unit just came out of the ICU and saw the precious young master of the Nie family being punched to the ground. The nurses were dumbfounded.

Chen Rou, still shaking her wrist, asked, "Nurse, is something the matter?"

The nurse stammered, "The patient has just woken up and strongly requests to see Ms. Chen!"

With his bodyguard holding him by the elbow, Nie Jiayu yelled in a daze, "She hit me!"

He yelled again, "Chen Rou, you bastard, you, you gossip, how dare you hit me!"

But no matter how much he cried, it was no use, because Chen Rou had already gone into the intensive care unit with the nurses.