Chapter 239 The Wound Bleeds Again
His head was wrapped in gauze, and perhaps due to excessive blood loss, his complexion was worse than usual, but his face was still as handsome as ever.
Sang Ruo glanced at him indifferently, her tone extremely cold: "What are you doing here?"
"Didn't I just say I came to see you for a medical checkup?"
Bo Jinzhou's lips curled into a mocking smile as he looked at her with a half-smile, clearly looking for trouble.
New patients come and go; we can't ruin the clinic's reputation.
Out of politeness, Sang Ruo still asked softly, "Where are you feeling unwell?"
"My head feels uncomfortable. Could you please remove the gauze and take a look?"
After hearing his words, Sang Ruo's hand holding the mouse paused slightly.
He's deliberately trying to cause trouble!
"I heard you had your head stitched up. Since it was stitched up, it will heal slowly. It was hit yesterday, so it's normal to feel some pain today. If you really feel uncomfortable, go back to the hospital from yesterday and have the doctor check you again."
Sang Ruolian didn't even bother to look at Zheng Yuan, her voice deep and resonant.
"Aren't you a doctor too? Why can't you show me? Or did you inflict this wound yourself? Are you feeling guilty after opening it up and seeing it, so you're afraid to show it to me?"
"Or perhaps Dr. Sang's medical skills are not sophisticated enough, and she can't even treat this minor injury. If that's the case, why are you running a clinic? Why are you a doctor?"
The man's voice was not quiet, which attracted the attention of many patients.
The clinic's business had finally stabilized today, and she absolutely wouldn't allow this troublemaker to cause trouble at her clinic again.
"Kirino, come and take over for me and take over from the next patient."
Sang Ruo quickly stood up from her chair and looked at Chen Wuye at the cashier.
"Okay, Sister Xiaoruo..."
Without hesitation, Sang Ruo got up, went to the man, reached out her fair hand, grabbed his wrist, and dragged him toward the lounge.
Bo Jinzhou seemed not to have expected that she would suddenly pull him into the lounge.
He didn't react for a moment and let her pull him inside.
"Bang--"
The loud slam of the door rang out almost throughout the entire lounge.
Sang Ruo shook off his hand, and the two stood face to face.
She glared at him angrily: "Bo Jinzhou, what exactly do you want?"
"What do I want? Shouldn't I be asking you that? You smashed me up like this, and you act like nothing happened, without even an apology or a word of concern. What do you want?"
Bo Jinzhou's chest was heaving due to excessive anger.
Looking at his angry face, Sang Ruo unconsciously clenched her hands at her sides for a moment.
After a couple of seconds of pause, she curled her lips into a cold smile: "You were the one who framed me behind my back first. Shouldn't I beat you up? You should be grateful that I only made a small mistake. If you keep provoking me, believe me, I'll send you to jail too."
Upon hearing this, Bo Jinzhou clenched his fists instantly.
He looked down at her, his gaze growing increasingly unfathomable: "Send me in too? You really have quite the nerve!"
"Do you know that this matter actually involves you? It's just that Bo Jinyan hasn't gone all out against you because you're a member of the Bo family. Otherwise, he would have exposed your crimes long ago!"
"Zhang Xiong never exposed me, so what evidence do you have to send me to jail?"
The smile on Bo Jinzhou's lips suddenly became even more sarcastic.
Looking at his appearance, Sang Ruo felt a chill in her heart.
I never imagined that we, who were once husband and wife, would end up killing each other.
She had no intention of getting entangled with him any further. She looked up at him quietly and asked bluntly, "What will it take for you to stop? What will it take for you to let me go completely?"
"Let you go? Do you think that's possible?" Bo Jinzhou's eyes flashed with a fierce light: "I will settle accounts with you one by one for everything you've done to me. Do you think you can completely escape this by getting a divorce?"
"Especially since you did something to betray me, I said I would personally find the evidence and expose you to the public. Did you think I was just saying that?"
Sang Ruo glanced at him indifferently, her face extremely dark.
The resentment and anger in my heart had almost reached its peak.
His hands, placed at his sides, gripped the white coat tightly, and the frequency of his chest heaving suddenly increased.
The next second, Bo Jinzhou reached out and grabbed her injured hand, then lifted it up.
He extended his thumb and pressed it into her palm without hesitation.
A sharp pain instantly spread through Sang Ruo's palm, then to her limbs and bones, reaching her heart.
She struggled desperately, but the man held her tighter and tighter, giving her no chance to break free.
"Does it hurt? Now you know what pain is, right? You know when you hit my head yesterday, not only did my body hurt! This part hurts too!"
Bo Jinzhou quickly reached out and poked his heart, the anger in his eyes was obvious.
He pressed on her wound until it bled, the blood seeping through the gauze, causing her to sweat profusely from the pain.
"Let go!"
Sang Ruo let out a low growl, but Bo Jinzhou not only didn't loosen his grip, he tightened his hold even more.
Even her voice trembled violently as she spoke.
Finally, without hesitation, she opened her mouth and bit the man's arm hard.
Bo Jinzhou, in pain, quickly let go of her: "You bit me again!"
At the same time, there was a knock on the door: "Sister Xiaoruo, there's a patient whose condition might require your follow-up examination."
Sang Ruo endured the pain and growled at the man beside her, "Get out of here right now!"
Chen Wuye sensed something was wrong and quickly opened the door.
Bo Jinzhou had just turned around when their eyes met.
The man glared at him and then strode away quickly.
Without Bo Jinzhou blocking his view, Chen Wuye could see clearly that Sang Ruo's hand was already bleeding.
"Sister Xiaoruo, your hand..."
"Bring the medicine right away."
"good."
After Chen Wuye brought in the medicine, he treated the wound on her hand.
The wound was already very serious, and now it is constantly oozing new blood.
"Was it done by Bo Jinzhou?"
Chen Wuye's voice rose considerably, and his expression became exceptionally cold.
Sang Ruo nodded without hesitation: "Yes."
"Should we tell Mr. Bo about this? He's already hurt you so much. If Mr. Bo intervenes, perhaps he won't dare to continue..."
Before Chen Wuye could finish speaking, Sang Ruo interrupted him: "Don't tell him!"
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