Chapter 22, Turning the Tables

Wen Hanyun was clearly taken aback by the scene and didn't know how to react for a moment.

"If you dare to touch her, I'll make sure you leave this world lying on your side."

Yan Sheng's voice rang out coldly.

He sat up and pulled Wen Hanyun aside.

The middle-aged man scoffed, and just as he was about to turn around and retort after hearing the man's outrageous remarks, a pair of icy eyes suddenly appeared in front of him.

The man in front of me exuded a sharp and dangerous aura. Although he was sitting on the hospital bed, his back was ramrod straight.

Despite wearing loose hospital gowns, he couldn't hide his inherent nobility and arrogance. His brows were unconsciously furrowed, a habit only those who had long held high positions would have.

At this moment, he was like a ferocious beast waiting for its chance to strike, as if he would be torn apart in an instant if he dared to take another step forward.

The middle-aged man felt his scalp tingle under that gaze, and he gave an awkward smile, not daring to make any rash moves.

Who exactly is this person?

He secretly observed Yansheng.

Could it be some powerful figure you can't afford to offend?

"Zhao Lei, that's him!"

Just as the atmosphere was at a stalemate, a seductive figure emerged from behind the middle-aged man.

She was a woman wearing a high-slit fishtail skirt and red high heels.

She wore a dazzling array of gold necklaces and gemstone rings, paired with jade bracelets and a pearl-colored watch. The jewelry, which should have been very expensive, was somehow made to look cheap and like something from a street market. She walked with a swaying gait.

"It's them..." The woman's red lips trembled, and she began to sob dramatically while clinging to Zhao Lei's arm. "This morning, I was on duty and kindly changed his dressing, but he started touching me inappropriately. I refused, but he still insisted on touching me."

“That woman was even more unreasonable. I struggled desperately to protect my innocence, but she accused me of harassing customers and threatened me not to tell the truth... which caused me to lose my job.”

Upon hearing this, Wen Hanyun, who had been completely bewildered, finally realized that this woman was actually Chen Qiao, the nurse who had tried to seduce Yan Sheng that morning!

She was wearing heavy makeup, and it took me a lot of effort to recognize her. I guess she was fired from the hospital and had to disguise herself to sneak in.

Yan Sheng frowned, gave Chen Qiao a strange look, and then looked at Zhao Lei.

"You think... I'd be interested in someone like her?"

Chen Qiao's face turned deathly pale instantly. She gripped Zhao Lei's arm tightly and cried even harder, her tears streaming down her face. "Zhao Lei~ Don't believe them! They've all conspired to frame me!"

Seeing the woman crying, Zhao Lei's anger flared up again. Taking advantage of the alcohol, he dispelled the fear he had felt towards Yan Sheng and questioned her.

"So you're Yansheng, kid?"

What the hell do you mean?!

What do you mean by calling her "good-for-nothing"? Are you questioning Zhao Lei's taste?

"Literal meaning."

Yan Sheng didn't even bother to say a single extra word to him.

"I don't care how you try to justify yourselves. You took advantage of my woman, and now you've made her lose her job! This isn't over!"

"but......"

Zhao Lei changed the subject abruptly, his gaze fixed on Wen Hanyun with a greedy and lewd expression.

"Since this pretty girl is here, if you have her have a few drinks with me and give me some compensation, we'll call it even, how about it?"

At this moment, he had completely ignored Yan Sheng's existence, or rather, he felt that a seriously injured person in bed posed no threat to him at all.

"Zhao Lei!"

Seeing that Zhao Lei had taken a liking to Wen Hanyun, Chen Qiao was immediately unhappy and tried to coax him away.

"Get out of the way." Zhao Lei licked his lips lewdly, waved the woman's hand away, and walked towards Wen Hanyun.

"You dare?!"

Yan Sheng suddenly forced himself to stand up, the large movement aggravating the wound on his shoulder, which quickly oozed dark red blood, causing him to break out in a cold sweat from the pain.

Zhao Lei was startled at first, then sneered at him, "Hehe, don't worry, once I've dealt with this little beauty, I'll come and take care of you right away."

What kind of strength could a guy who hides behind a woman and bluffs have?

He raised his hand to touch Wen Hanyun's cheek, but before he could get close, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist.

"ah!"

The intense pain made him realize that his wrist was almost broken.

He reacted quickly, immediately throwing a punch at Yan Sheng's face, trying to break free while the other was in pain.

"careful!"

Wen Hanyun's pupils contracted, and her heart jumped into her throat.

However, Yan Sheng was faster. He tilted his shoulder and narrowly dodged Zhao Lei's outstretched right hand, then twisted it hard.

"ah---"

A bloodcurdling scream pierced through the entire inpatient building.

"Let go, let go now!"

Zhao Lei couldn't see how Yan Sheng made his move, and a sense of fear welled up inside him.

"You, you... let go!"

A sharp pain shot through him as those well-defined, bony hands gripped his wrists like iron clamps, leaving them bruised and purple.

The next second, he was kicked in the back of the knee and fell heavily to the ground, kneeling in front of Wen Hanyun in an extremely humiliating and awkward manner.

"Apologize." Yan Sheng's cool voice came from above his head.

"Let go! Let me go first!"

At this moment, for Zhao Lei, the little beauty, the woman, none of it mattered anymore. All he wanted now was to get his hand back completely.

"What, can't you understand human language?"

Yan Sheng frowned, and subtly increased the force in his hand. With a crisp "crack," the man's hand fell limply off his shoulder.

"You don't want your other hand either, right?"

Yan Sheng's tone was impatient, his dark eyes were filled with coldness, and the murderous aura around him was so intense that it was appalling.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch, miss, I'm so sorry."

Zhao Lei begged for mercy repeatedly, feeling a growing sense of despair.

"Miss, Grandma! Grandpa! Let go! Your hand is really going to break!!"

Hearing his increasingly outrageous way of addressing him, Yan Sheng's lips twitched, and he let go of his hand.

Zhao Lei collapsed to the ground like a fish out of water, writhing in pain.

At this moment, the doctor in charge of the VIP ward on this floor had already arrived after hearing the news and found several security guards to take Zhao Lei, who was causing trouble, away.

The police finally arrived at the scene and caught Chen Qiao red-handed as she tried to sneak away.

She was handcuffed and escorted away. Before leaving, she turned back and glared fiercely at Wen Hanyun, saying, "Don't be so smug, I won't let you get away with this!"

"Mr. Yan, are you alright?" The doctor re-treated Yan Sheng's wound. "I'm so sorry, it was our hospital's oversight. We will compensate you."