tonight.

It was destined to be an eventful night.

After Rong Zhi left with the tray, he never came back in.

Sang Yuwan's mood was not light at all; on the contrary, it became even heavier.

Minglang came in and carefully checked every corner of the ward. After confirming that everything was safe, he brought in a blanket and placed it on the sofa.

Rong Zhi had already guessed what might happen tonight when he asked Sang Yuwan to switch wards.

Although bodyguards from the Bo and Ming families were guarding the door, he was still worried and decided to stay in the ward to protect Sang Yuwan.

"Minglang, you don't need to be so nervous."

Minglang spread out the quilt. "Madam, the young master instructed me to be more vigilant in the future."

Sang Yuwan asked him, "When did he tell you?"

Minglang replied, "Today, at the Ming family's house."

Sang Yuwan felt a sudden pang of sorrow in her heart, "Is my elder brother alright?"

Minglang bit his lip. "He doesn't look well. Uncle said that the eldest young master has been resting for a week. He wouldn't have gone out today if it weren't for the master's birthday."

Sang Yuwan felt a pang of sadness. "My brother's health is truly worrying."

Minglang said, "The young master told me to tell you not to worry about him. He also told you to take good care of yourself."

Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan felt a lump in her throat and her eyes suddenly reddened.

Mingxiao truly treated her like his own younger sister.

After a few seconds of silence, she asked again, "Where's my second brother?"

Minglang took a deep breath. "The second young master and the second master almost got into a fight today."

Sang Yuwan was taken aback.

Minglang continued, "Madam, the second young master has always had a very good personality and rarely gets into conflicts with others. I don't know why, but whenever he sees the second young master, he seems to lose control of his emotions..."

Sang Yuwan's temples throbbed heavily, and her lips slowly straightened.

Seeing that the conversation had already reached this point, Minglang simply blurted it all out, "Madam, do you think the Second Young Master is so angry because he and the Fourth Miss are getting too close?"

Sang Yuwan's heart skipped a beat, her eyes turning cold. "What do you think their relationship really is?"

Minglang was taken aback. "Who? Second Master and Fourth Miss?"

"Mmm." Sang Yuwan pursed her lips and let out a low sound.

Minglang scratched the back of his head and frowned. "Madam, I don't think the Second Master treats the Fourth Miss as well as he treats you."

Sang Yuwan was shocked and asked in astonishment, "How did you see that he's been nice to me?"

Minglang took a deep breath and mustered his courage to speak, "I can't quite put my finger on it, but I can feel it."

Upon hearing this, Sang Yuwan frowned.

Minglang could tell that Rong Zhi treated her differently, let alone the others.

No wonder Ning Wanzhen always suspected them.

Sang Yuwan turned slightly and glanced towards the door. "He was at the Ming family's house today. Wasn't he very close to Mingmei?"

Minglang hesitated for a moment before speaking, "To me, it seems like Second Master is acting."

Sang Yuwan's heart clenched painfully, and a slight sneer appeared on her lips as she said mockingly, "You could even see that?"

Minglang lowered his head and said, "Maybe I saw it wrong."

Sang Yuwan curled her lips into a smile, but it didn't reach her eyes. "Tonight, you should still sleep outside. There's a difference between men and women. If the old lady finds out, who knows what she'll say."

Minglang hesitated before speaking, "Madam's safety is the most important thing. The old lady won't say anything."

Sang Yuwan's gaze darkened. "You can leave now. I'm fine."

Minglang still has concerns.

Sang Yuwan emphasized, "This is an order."

Minglang said helplessly, "Alright."

-

Midnight.

All was quiet, and time seemed to slow down.

Sang Yuwan lay in bed, unable to calm her mind.

She slowly got up, sat against the headboard, picked up a financial magazine, and casually flipped through it.

All the words, big and small, were blurred in my vision.

A medical worker carrying a medicine kit arrived at the door of the next ward.

The bodyguard immediately stopped her.

"Madam has already rested."

The man said in a low voice, "Madam's test results today show that her body temperature and blood pressure are somewhat abnormal. She will need to be tested again tonight."

The bodyguard remained expressionless. "Dr. Jiang didn't mention any tests tonight."

No sooner had he finished speaking than the man suddenly produced a small sprayer and began spraying the bodyguard.

"you……"

Before the bodyguard could say anything, he collapsed limply.

The man's lips twitched, and then he twisted the doorknob of the ward.

Click—

The ward door opened easily.

Upon entering the ward, the man walked straight to the bedside, picked up the sprayer, and sprayed the patient vigorously once again.

"Sang Yuwan, this time, I will make you wish you were dead."

The ward was dark, with only a faint, dim yellow light filtering through the gaps in the curtains.

Everything inside the house was indistinct.

The man opened the medical kit in his hand and took out a syringe.

The air pressure in the ward suddenly dropped, and an indescribable sense of oppression and tension filled the air.

The man's sneer deepened, "Sang Yuwan, blame your mother. Who told her to be so shameless as to seduce a married man? Ha."

The person on the hospital bed was motionless, completely unconscious.

The man's eyes flashed with malice as he plunged the syringe into the person on the hospital bed.

The next second.

The person in the hospital bed jumped up and grabbed his wrist.

"You...you...you're not Sang Yuwan..."

Rong Zhi applied pressure with his finger bones, and the syringe in the man's hand fell to the ground.

"The eldest son of the prestigious Shen family actually resorts to such despicable means."

The man ripped off his mask, revealing a wicked face. "Young Master Rong is indeed formidable; I've fallen for your trick again."

Rong Zhi released him, his gaze sharp and cold as a knife. "Shen Yilin, it seems you've taken my words to heart."

Shen Yilin took off his white coat, his eyes dark and menacing. "Young Master Rong, I can agree to anything you ask. But there's Sang Yuwan, I will never let her go, no matter what."

Rong Zhi's eyes were cold and deep, as if a storm was about to break out. "What grudge do you have against her that you would harm her again and again?"

Shen Yilin slightly lifted his eyelids, his dark eyes filled with hostility, "I don't need to explain to you."

Two icy glints appeared in Rong Zhi's pupils, shrouded in a silent, burning rage. "Is it related to her mother?"