Chapter 528 I Want to Take His Life With My Own Hands

The heavy leather shoes stepped on the steps, making a loud "dong dong" sound, as if knocking on everyone's heartstrings.

The corridor in front of the operating room door had been cleared, with only a few doctors in white coats walking back and forth, holding medical records in their hands and talking in low voices.

Zhou Mingyuan was standing at the door of the operating room. Seeing Han Xi rushing over, he immediately went to meet him: "Mr. Han, don't worry, we are ready. Director Zhang and Professor Li are both excellent doctors. They will definitely be able to..."

"Get out of the way."

Han Xi interrupted him, his voice as cold as ice, and the hostility in his eyes almost overflowing.

He wanted to push Zhou Mingyuan away and rush into the operating room, but was stopped by two nurses.

"Sir, you can't go in during surgery!"

The nurse's voice was trembling, but she still insisted on extending her arm.

Han Xi's gaze swept over them and then fell on Zhou Mingyuan, his fists clenched so hard that they made a clattering sound.

He could smell the disinfectant in the air and hear the ticking of instruments in the operating room, but these sounds seemed to be through a thick layer of glass, blurry and distant.

The only thing left in his world was the tightly closed operating room door and the person behind it whose life or death was uncertain.

"Mr. Han."

Zhou Mingyuan took a deep breath and tried to keep his voice steady. "The Xu family has already informed us. We have mobilized the best resources in the hospital. Several vice presidents and I will be there soon. Don't worry, we will do our best."

He looked at the blood on the back of Han Xi's hand and added, "Do you want to go and treat the wound first?"

Han Xi seemed not to hear, just staring at the door, his knuckles turning white from the force.

Zhou Mingyuan felt a little scared when he saw him like this.

The person at the helm of the Han Group is definitely not a simple character.

The man who usually dominates the business world is now like a beast trapped in a cage, exuding a dangerous aura that may explode at any time.

Dean Zhou opened his mouth to say something, but was interrupted by the sound of a wheelchair coming from the end of the corridor.

Xu Fangye pushed Xu Qingrang and walked over quickly.

There was snow on Xu Fangye's black coat, his hair was a little messy, and his face showed unconcealable fatigue and anxiety. When he saw Han Xi, he paused for a moment and then quickened his pace.

Xu Qingrang sat in a wheelchair, covered with a thick blanket. His face was paler than usual, but he still kept his back straight, his eyes fixed calmly on Han Xi.

"Han Xi."

Xu Qingrang spoke, his voice a little hoarse, with worry that could not be ignored, "Where's Guobao? How is she?"

Han Xi turned his head and looked at the old man in the wheelchair. The hostility in his eyes subsided a little, but became more complicated.

"I just went in, I don't know."

"Dean Zhou!"

Dean Zhou hurried over, "Old man."

"Guo Bao is my granddaughter, the only daughter of our Xu family. Dean Zhou, please help me protect her!"

The Xu family sponsors a considerable amount of medical expenses to the Central Hospital every year, so how could Director Zhou dare to say no?

The daughter of the Xu family, no wonder she can make these two families go out at the same time.

Dean Zhou nodded immediately: "Don't worry, old man, we will do our best."

This way.

Xu Fangye patted Han Xi's shoulder, neither too hard nor too soft: "There are the best doctors in there. All we can do is wait."

There was a subtle hint of guilt in his voice, "I didn't take good care of her."

Han Xi didn't say anything, but just turned his gaze back to the door of the operating room.

The door was tightly closed, and the red light above it was blindingly bright, as if silently telling of the tension inside.

The air in the corridor seemed to freeze, leaving only the ticking of the wall clock, and every second seemed as long as a century.

Zhou Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief, nodded to Xu Fangye, turned around, pushed open the door of the operating room and walked in.

The moment the door closed, there was a slight "click" sound, which was like a thunderclap in the silent corridor, making everyone's heart tremble.

Han Xi slowly leaned against the wall. The cold wall pressed against his hot back, bringing a slight chill.

He closed his eyes and Fang Li's smiling face flashed through his mind.

The first time she smiled at him at the party, when she curled up on the sofa watching a movie, when she stood at the kitchen door wearing his shirt...

Those images are so clear as if they happened just yesterday, yet so distant as a dream.

"You must be alright..."

He whispered a prayer to the closed door, his voice more fragile than ever before.

The faint moonlight filtered through the window at the end of the corridor, illuminating the undried blood on the back of his hand and the tear sliding down the corner of his eye.

He quickly wiped away the tear, leaving only a shallow mark of water, as if it had never existed.

After Deng Xiulin and Jiang Bei dealt with Song Yuchen, they watched the police take him away before rushing to the hospital.

When the two arrived, the lights in the operating room were still on.

Like a stone hanging in everyone's heart, the atmosphere in the entire corridor was so heavy that it made people breathless.

"Xiu Jin."

Deng Xiulin sighed and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't worry, Fang Li is a lucky person and will be fine."

Jiang Bei also came over, "Boss, Song Yuchen has been taken away by the police. The evidence is conclusive. He won't have a chance to get out this time."

Jiang Bei thought that this result would make his boss feel a little better.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man squatting in the corner suddenly looked up. Perhaps because he had been squatting for too long, he staggered when he stood up.

Jiang Bei and Deng Xiulin subconsciously went to lend a hand.

Han Xi raised his hand to avoid it, and stood up by himself with the help of the wall. The murderous look in his eyes seemed to swallow up the heavens and the earth, and the sharp corners of his lips were cruel every time he opened and closed them.

"No, even if he never sees the light of day again, how can it compare to the suffering that Ali has endured!"

Jiang Bei's eyes flashed, and he nodded immediately: "Yes, I know what to do."

Han Xi: "You go in person. I want my Ah Li to pay back a thousandfold for all the suffering he's endured! Remember, don't kill him. I want to take his life myself."

Jiang Bei obeyed the order and left quickly after less than five minutes.

After he left, Xu Fangye settled the old man down and came back.

After all, Xu Qingrang was old, and he had been feeling a little unwell after being worried all night, but he was unwilling to go back. Xu Fangye had no choice but to find a temporary ward to put him in.

In the empty corridor, three men stood in a row against the wall, no one spoke.

After a long time, Xu Fangye spoke.

"It was my fault this time. Song Yuchen checked into Neptune International early. I had everyone check all the guests who arrived that day, but I forgot to check those who checked into the hotel early."

Han Xi didn't say anything.

Xu Fangye paused and continued, "Song Yuchen alone had no ability to bypass the security guards and take the man away. It was the woman from the Sheng family who helped him."

After he finished speaking, Han Xi finally moved.

The dark eyes narrowed and looked up at Xu Fangye.

Xu Fangye: "She is in the ward downstairs now."

Han Xi's icy face turned visibly colder and without saying a word, he walked towards the elevator on the other side of the corridor.