"ah!"

Zong Hao let out a scream, his face pressed against the cold ground, unable to move. He tried to squint and see who was stepping on his head, but he couldn't see the whole thing.

He slapped his hands on the ground, yelling, "Who dares to step on me? Do you know who my uncle is? You're asking for it!"

Jiang Si stomped her foot on his head, chuckled exaggeratedly, and said, "Oh my, you're about to sign your uncle's do-not-treat form, and you're still using your uncle's name to bully others?"

"Quick, quick, handsome, tell me your uncle's name, identity, status, where he lives, how much property he owns, and what his official position is?"

Zong Hao's face stung from being crushed, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "Listen to me..."

The old man, his hair white, kneeling on the ground pleading with Zong Hao, snapped out of his shock at Zong Hao being beaten. His trembling hands suddenly reached out and covered Zong Hao's mouth. Tears streamed down his wrinkled face, and his voice trembled as he said, "Zong Hao, your uncle taught you from a young age that we should not use our status to bully others."

With his mouth covered, Zong Hao couldn't utter his arrogant words and instead bit the old man's hand.

The old man groaned, his face turning deathly pale with pain.

Jiang Si frowned, and the foot that was crushing Zong Hao's head slid down, hitting him directly in the face and dislocating his jaw.

Zonghao, whose jaw had dislocated, released his grip.

The old man was freed and pulled his hand out; his hand was covered in blood, and not only was his hand trembling, but his whole body was shaking.

Jiang Si kicked again in an instant, dissipating Zong Hao's mental power and slamming him against the opposite wall with a bang.

Without any mental strength, Zong Hao slumped down like a bug, sliding off the wall and onto the ground, drooling uncontrollably.

Jiang Si turned around and came to Agares' side, asking, "What crime did he commit?"

Agares slightly pushed up his glasses, his deep voice neither too loud nor too soft, but firm and authoritative: "Disturbing public order, provoking trouble, beating the elderly is abuse, and signing a waiver of treatment against the will of the person being treated under the authoritative medical judgment of the attending therapist constitutes premeditated murder."

"So, Mr. Zong Hao, you have committed a crime. I have called the police. The police will arrive within 10 minutes. The Imperial Central Hospital is covered by surveillance cameras, so we can collect evidence on the spot. With multiple crimes combined, you will be exiled to a desolate planet for life."

Several patients and medical staff who were watching the commotion gasped. The young man named Zong Hao had been making a scene at the hospital these past few days, either arguing or cursing. Today, he even started hitting someone. He'd run into a tough nut to crack. He deserved it.

However, this tough guy who couldn't stand it and kept talking about the law and crimes looked vaguely familiar, especially like their marshal prince...

Zong Hao, drooling and too weak to straighten his dislocated jaw, shouted through a lisp, "Who do you think you are? It's none of your business what happens in my family. Let me tell you, you've offended me. My uncles and students are all over the empire. I'll make sure you regret it."

"And you, you disgusting old geezer Tang Nian, aren't you coming to help me? Do you want to just watch my uncle die?"

The old man named Tang Nian shuddered, his weak spot struck by Zong Hao. His eyes, now clouded with tears, looked weakly at the person who had helped him. Just as he was about to speak, Jiang Si's cool voice spoke first: "Mr. Tang Nian, you'd better think this through. If you stand on Mr. Zong Hao's side now, your uncle in the ward, your lover, you can wait to go back and collect their corpses!"

His lover…

His partner…

Yes… The person in the ward is his lover, the lover he has spent decades with.

Tang Nian's pale lips trembled, and he swallowed all his words, unable to utter a single utterance.

Seeing that the old geezer neither helped him nor spoke, Zong Hao's eyes were about to burst: "Old bastard, old geezer, disgusting old man, my uncle slept with you, he must have had the worst luck in eight lifetimes."

“And you three, I’m telling you, I won’t let you get away with this. You hit me and threatened me by saying I broke the law. I will make sure you spend the rest of your lives in jail and pay me back by going bankrupt.”

Bo Jichen's deep purple eyes darted around, then he took off his hat, revealing his beautiful deep purple eyes.

Several onlookers exclaimed in surprise, "It's...it's...it's General Bo! And that familiar-looking one is...Marshal!"

Bo Jichen bent down to help the stunned Tang Nian up, and said to Agares, "Let's go in and take a look. You take care of things here and come over. Baby, let's go to the ward."

Even their own teachers aren't pretending anymore.

Agares naturally took off her glasses and bowed her head to him: "Yes, teacher!"

Bo Jichen and his beloved eldest daughter helped Tang Nian into the ward.

The onlookers snapped out of their daze, their hearts pounding with excitement. It really was a marshal! It really was a general! The marshal was so polite! And the general's eyes looked so good up close!

A great teacher produces outstanding students. The teacher is incredibly handsome, and the student is even better. His waist, his legs, his looks, his eyes—it's all so amazing that it makes your legs weak and your heart pound.

Zong Hao, leaning against the wall, wanted to continue courting death.

Agares turned to the side, his face cold and expressionless as he stared at Zong Hao. “Mr. Zong Hao, in addition to the crimes of disturbing public order, provoking trouble, abusing the elderly, and attempting murder, you have three more charges: insulting me, Mr. Bo Jichen, and Ms. Bo, defaming me, and threatening me.”

“You can call your lawyer now. The police will be here in five minutes. And I am the best witness for all your crimes.”

“Marshal… Marshal…” Zong Hao looked at Agares’s face, his sharp, eagle-like eyes stammering, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Tang Nian was helped into the ward. As soon as the door closed, he knelt down and pleaded with Bo Jichen: "General Bo, thank you for saving me, and please, please save my... my lover."

"I don't want him to die, I want him to stay with me, but I really have no other choice, General Bo, I beg you."

Bo Jichen glanced at the black-haired old man on the hospital bed, who looked younger than Tang Nian. He was covered in tubes, his eyes were closed, and his breathing was weak.

Then he looked at his eldest daughter, who was being taken for granted, raised his index finger, and offered her 100 star diamonds to take a look.

Jiang Si raised an eyebrow, slowly walked to the bedside, placed her hand on the old man's forehead, examined him, and nodded to Bo Jichen.

Bo Jichen immediately understood, then squatted down and looked Tang Nian in the eye: "The one who can save him is not me, but you."

Tang Nian was taken aback: "It's me?"

Bo Jichen nodded: "Last night, Her Majesty the Empress checked the Imperial Law, and same-sex marriage registration has the same legal effect as heterosexual marriage registration."

"If you want to save him, if you want to take your lover's life into your own hands, then register your marriage with him. As long as you register your marriage with him, even if he designates his nephew Zong Hao as the intended guardian, you can, as the legally granted primary guardian, override the intended guardian and sign all of your lover's surgical consent forms!"