Chapter 705: A Smell of Sickness

There was a noisy sound coming from a VIP ward in the inpatient area. The young nurse pushed the door open with a stern face and suddenly stopped the prepared warning speech the moment she stepped into the ward door.

There were about twenty people standing around the bed in the ward. They were men of different heights, body types, and clothing. But the only thing they had in common was that they all exuded a murderous aura like cold weapons.

When the young nurse entered the room, she overheard them discussing something heatedly. She could vaguely hear words like: "That little son of a bitch," "He's so brave," "How many people are there in his family? I'll go and greet them all."

At this moment, the man who was respectfully called "Brother Ye" had already looked at the young nurse. He hushed to the others, and everyone quieted down.

"Nurse, what's going on?"

The young nurse's tone suddenly changed, becoming very gentle as she scolded people: "Let me remind everyone that the patient needs to rest quietly. If there is nothing else, you can just leave one or two friends to stay with him."

Kuang Ye was just about to be annoyed by this bunch of people. He didn't know where they heard that he was beaten into the hospital by a dozen people, so they all came to see him.

He didn't let Zhou Zhi spread the news because he was afraid of being embarrassed. Who knew that he just went into the hospital at midnight yesterday, and everyone knew about it in less than half a day this morning.

They all said they were there to see him, but in fact they were there to verify the authenticity of the news in person.

Brother Ye, who is feared by everyone on the street, would have believed that he was beaten into the hospital by a dozen rookies in his own garage if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes?

Kuang Ye knew these people best. They were all indignant in front of him, but he didn't know how they made fun of him behind his back.

"Everyone, leave quickly!"

Kuang Ye waved his hand to drive them away, and then a group of people walked out of the ward one after another.

Kuang Ye's hands and feet were partially fractured, and he could only lie sprawled on the bed. He had just closed his eyes for a few minutes when a voice that made his scalp tingle came to his ears, "This dress suits you very well."

Kuang Ye had long legs and arms, so the hospital gown was obviously too small for him. The trouser legs and sleeves automatically became three-quarter lengths, so Kuang Ye rolled up the trouser legs and cuffs.

The wounds on his arms and legs, big and small, varied, some bandaged and some not, were all clearly visible. At first glance, they were mottled and colorful.

Kuang Ye opened his eyes with gritted teeth. Wow, he had just sent one group away, and another group came to watch him make a fool of himself.

Those surrounding his bed were: Yin Dong, Jiang Yuan, Song Cun, Liang Zhouheng, Xu Hui, Ji Chuan and Zhou Zhi.

Kuang Ye frowned: "It's just a minor injury, you don't have to be so exaggerated, it's not like I'm going to die, is it necessary to come all together?"

After Jiang Yuan became pregnant, she became particularly soft-hearted. When she first came in, she saw Kuang Ye lying there sickly with his eyes closed, covered in wounds. Her eyes suddenly became wet. However, the tears that were about to fall were choked back by the words he opened.

Liang Zhouheng looked Kuang Ye up and down and said slowly, "This is the first time I see you wearing a hospital gown. I have to say, it really looks like that."

Kuang Ye raised his eyebrows: "What's that smell?"

Liang Zhouheng: "Yandere flavor."

Kuang Ye instinctively raised his foot to kick him. As soon as he raised his foot, he felt a sharp pain in the gap between the bones on the outside of his ankle. He took a deep breath and said coldly, "Just leave after you've finished watching. I won't keep you for dinner."

After saying that, he closed his eyes, thinking out of sight, out of mind, a perfect example of trying to cover up one's own faults.

"How did the police handle it?"

The person asking the questions was Ji Chuan.

Zhou Zhi replied, "There were thirteen people involved in the attack. The police apprehended them on the spot and they are currently receiving treatment in the hospital."

Ji Chuan: "That is to say, if no one had called the police last night, these people might have continued beating us until they were too exhausted to continue and then fled. In this sense, Kuang Ye was lucky, otherwise, he might still be lying in the intensive care unit right now."

Kuang Ye's ears felt like they were being pricked by needles. He closed his eyes and turned his face to the other side anxiously.