Chapter 649 Silver Blade
"Cheng Zhiyuan treats his employees really well."
Director Yu stood behind the tree, touched his chin and said something approvingly, then asked casually,
"What do you think?"
There was no answer, and there was a long silence around.
Director Yu couldn't help but turn his head and saw the handsome profile of the assistant.
He looked towards the hospital entrance, his narrow eyes beneath his lenses fixed and complex, his jaw line slightly tense.
It was as if he saw a lone wolf of the enemy.
"What's wrong?"
Director Yu asked.
Yan Yi came back to his senses, glanced at him, and said lightly,
"Let's go. We should complete the subsequent cleanup work."
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Looking out the window of the intensive care unit, one could vaguely see half of Ji Hong's pale face and the white mist flashing on the respirator.
Cheng Zhiyuan watched silently.
That look was filled with surging hostility that others could not see and definitely did not want to experience.
If his gaze could materialize, it would be like a small, thin, sharp blade, the kind that could cut and peel off a human body bit by bit, completely breaking it into pieces.
Cheng Zhiyuan stared inside and said lightly,
"Get him out."
Secretary Liu paused, then lowered his head obediently.
"yes."
A bodyguard immediately came forward and opened the door of the ward.
The doctor's hesitation died down when he saw the bodyguard's ID.
The entire corridor fell silent, and bodyguards in black suits stood silently at the four corners.
Ji Hong's respirator and all medical equipment were quickly disconnected, and the bodyguards roughly carried him out and made him sit against the wall.
Since the end of the operation, Ji Hong has regained some consciousness.
Being teased like this, he had to slowly open his eyes due to the pain in his wound.
The indifferent and handsome face approaching in front of me looks like a mixed-race person with excellent appearance.
However, this vague consciousness suddenly disappeared after less than two seconds, and his eyes widened suddenly when he remembered who this person was.
Cheng Zhiyuan slowly half-knelt down in front of him.
Ignore his horrified expression.
As he scanned his entire body, he spoke slowly,
"Are you Ji Hong?"
"After making advances towards Shen Pianxian, you wanted to turn the tables and accuse Ji Hong of seducing you?"
He stared at the middle-aged man's ugly face that was distorted with fear, and said slowly,
"I heard that you touched her hand?"
Ji Hong began to shake his head desperately.
Cheng Zhiyuan had already stared at his wrist with an indescribable terrifying look, muttering to himself,
"Right hand or left hand?"
"No... no no no, I didn't... I didn't mean it... Mr. Cheng, Young Master Di! Mr. Cheng!"
This middle-aged man, who always had a kind face and was well-dressed, was now in a state of disarray. His timid and frightened expression made him look like an ugly and greasy villain.
Cheng Zhiyuan seemed to be unable to hear his voice. He moved slightly and unknowingly clamped a small blade between his fingers.
Silver, reflecting a cool light under the lamp.
He lowered his head, and his slender and graceful index finger slowly slid down the blade, his voice cold.
"I also heard that you almost kissed her."
Ji Hong fell to the ground, shaking his head desperately with tears and saliva flowing out.
He struggled desperately to get away, but the anesthetic hadn't worn off yet, and coupled with his wounds, he couldn't move at all.
So he could only watch the good-looking mixed-race man lower his head and curl his lips at him.
The extremely handsome smile and the silver blade between his fingers formed a strange picture.
Icy and chilly.
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