Before Fang Tao could finish speaking, Su Ruyi said decisively, "No."

Looking at Fang Tao's pale face and the sudden appearance of old age, Su Ruyi felt a little sorry for him.

She suddenly realized that this person was no longer the middle-aged man she remembered, but had become an old man, and even his back was somewhat hunched.

She lowered her voice: "If he refuses to turn himself in, you can do it on his behalf."

Upon hearing this, Fang Tao raised his head and looked into Su Ruyi's eyes. Su Ruyi met his gaze calmly and said, "Go and turn yourself in on his behalf. All his stolen money and goods are here with me, and I can return them without missing a single penny."

Fang Tao observed Su Ruyi's expression for a while, then made up his mind: "Fine, I'll go! I'll turn myself in for him, and you can return the bones to him, right?"

Su Ruyi nodded: "Of course. I told him to turn himself in because I felt that someone like him, still living in society, is a huge threat. You are his brother, so you should understand the disastrous impact his character and position could have! Turning himself in can stop him from getting into even bigger trouble."

"Yes, Comrade Su, you're right." Fang Tao finished speaking, pressed the ledger in his pocket, and turned to leave.

When the police entered, Fang Yuan and Fang Hong were eating a special meal prepared for hospital patients.

Thanks to his position as hospital director, Fang Yuan lived comfortably in the highest-class VIP ward.

They also assigned several of their prettiest nurses to take turns serving him 24 hours a day.

It can be said that although his leg was broken, apart from the pain of the broken leg, he did not suffer any other cruel injuries.

This may have led him to misjudge the situation.

When the police broke down the door, the large mouthful of braised pork in his mouth got stuck in his throat.

Something was stuck in his throat; he couldn't cough it up, couldn't breathe, and couldn't speak.

Unfortunately, the four police officers who came to his door didn't notice this and assumed that he was just as terrified as many other prisoners.

The police handcuffed him and pulled him up.

He seemed to get up obediently, but in reality, he was already somewhat disoriented due to lack of oxygen.

When he was wheeled out of the room, he finally fell straight to the ground, his forehead hitting the cement floor with a "thud".

Only then did the police realize that something was wrong.

Looking at his face, it was already turning purple, and his eyes were bloodshot.

The vice president was summoned.

Unfortunately, this vice president was an administrator and knew nothing about medicine.

After a few minutes of fussing, the vice dean called over another vice dean in charge of procurement.

However, this person was completely clueless and had just been transferred from another unit. Afraid of revealing his ignorance, he fussed for a few more minutes.

This delayed him for a full ten minutes before someone noticed that he had something stuck in his throat.

Everyone stretched out their hands and slapped him haphazardly on the back.

That lump of braised pork was finally photographed.

However, Fang Yuan also fainted due to prolonged lack of oxygen.

At this moment, the director of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Surgery Department finally arrived.

The director had been squatting on the toilet for a while due to constipation, and his legs were still a little numb.

Upon seeing Fang Yuan's expression, he shook his head: "There's no saving him. Even if he's cured... he'll become an idiot."

However, Fang Yuan was still taken to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Just as he predicted, Fang Yuan was eventually rescued, but became a vegetable.

Fang Yuan woke up three days later. He opened his eyes, but his gaze seemed to drift off somewhere.

Ouyang Ge's mournful cries echoed throughout the ward.

She tried it—

If you help him up, he can sit up.

Holding his hand, he knew to follow.

However, they completely lacked their own thoughts.

They only eat when food is almost in their mouths, and only know to relieve themselves when it's on the toilet; all other emotions completely disappear.

As Ouyang Ge burst into tears, Fang Hong rushed to Xiaomei Mountain, found Fang Tao, and shouted hoarsely, "Fang Yuan is finished! Are you satisfied now?"

Fang Tao glanced at him indifferently: "What? Has he already been arrested?"

Fang Hong cried out, "He's become a vegetable, he's gone mad!"

"How could this be?" Fang Tao was very puzzled.

Fang Hong recounted the arrest process, since he had witnessed it firsthand.

However, he didn't know that Fang Tao had choked on braised pork, and thought that Fang Tao was faking epilepsy in an attempt to escape capture.

By the time he realized that Fang Tao had truly fainted from suffocation, it was already too late.

Fang Tao then asked, "What about his foot? Is it better now?"

Fang Hong thought for a moment, and suddenly his hair stood on end—

Yes, from the moment the police broke down the door, Fang Yuan's foot seemed to have healed!

When he was taken away by the police, although he had a piece of braised pork stuck in his throat, he walked very steadily and did not limp at all!

After being rescued, Ouyang Ge led him for a walk in the corridor, and his leg was no longer limping!

Could it be...?

Yes, Fang Hong's guess was correct. When the police broke down the door, Su Ruyi was in another ward just a wall away.

In that instant, she returned Fang Yuan's foot bone to him.

The bones do not carry anything else with them when they enter or leave the space, so it is completely sterile.

As for the severed nerves, ligaments, and blood vessels, that's beyond Su Ruyi's concern.

After putting the bones back in, Su Ruyi lowered the brim of her hat and left without looking back.

Of course, she might have seen Fang Yuan choke on the braised pork, or she might not have.

Only one thing is certain: the braised pork wasn't stuck because of her divine consciousness, but rather it was a completely random and unlucky event.

After arriving at the hospital, Fang Tao had a good cry.

However, all of this was Fang Yuan's own fault. After trying many treatments, he had to admit that he was also helpless.

Fang Hong persisted: "Brother! Where does that little bitch live? I'll go stab her to death! You're old and scared, but I'm not! I'm just a worthless life, if I kill her, I'll be the one who gains!"

Fang Tao frowned: "If you have such thoughts, then I may not let you live anymore—I know Dr. Su very well, she is much more useful in this world than you."

Although Fang Tao had always neglected his younger brother Fang Hong, Fang Tao had never spoken to him so harshly before.

Fang Hong was struck dumb, and after a long while, he murmured, "I thought that although you were strict, you still cared about brotherhood. I never expected that you would look down on me so much?"

Fang Tao sighed:

"If you want others to respect you, you have to stand up for yourself!"

Fang Hong, I married you three wives, and you chased all three away!

It's not that I look down on you—

Someone like you, what chance do you have of ever standing up?!