Stop There, Daddy

The ambulance rushed to the entrance of the Mannis building. He Siming carried Wen Shuyue, who had fainted due to excessive blood loss, into the ambulance.

In the ambulance, He Siming held Wen Shuyue’s hand tightly. He could feel the temperature of her palms getting cold.

Looking at her pale face wearing an oxygen barrier, He Siming’s heart seemed to be clutched tightly by a pair of big hands, and his heart was filled with the hate someone to the core hatred marrow of Lu Junhan.

In the operating room of the hospital, Wen Shuyue was wandering on the line of life and death. Due to the huge bleeding, her life characteristics had been minimized several times. The doctor told He Siming, “The patient has lost too much blood and is in need of blood. However, the blood bank has been in a hurry recently. Is there any blood in your family?”

“Yes!” He Siming held the doctor’s sleeves tightly. “I am IV type blood and my wife have the same blood type. Doctor, you can use my blood.”

“Alright, then follow me.”

He Siming asked Guan Yue, the assistant who followed him to the hospital, to stay in the operating room while he followed the doctor to take blood for testing.This is from NôvelDrama.Org.

After six hours of rescue, Wen Shuyue was finally pushed out of the operating room.

He Siming stood in the ward. At this moment, his clothes were messy, his eyes were black, and his eyes were bloodshot. He didn’t look like a domineering CEO, but he looked like a strand who had just failed his business.

“President, we’ve already reported a case to the police. The police are pursuing Lu Junhan with all their strength,” he dared to premonition about Lu Junhan on the premise of He Siming after confirming that Wen Shuyue was in danger.

When he heard this name, He Siming’s eyes were filled with murderous intent. His cold voice instantly dropped the temperature in the ward by several degrees. “Prepare all the evidence. This time, I have to make sure that he will never be able to recover.”

“Yes, I’ll go back and sort it out now.”

“Lu Junhan, someone’s coming to see you,” the guard called Lu Junhan, who was hiding in the corner, out of the enclosed cell.

Lu Junhan’s beard was stiff, and there were obvious dark circles under his eyes. His face was swollen like a pig’s head. His body was covered with bruises and bruises. There was no good place, so he could tell at a glance that he was beaten up.

After Lu Junhan stabbed Wen Shuyue, he immediately returned to his rental house to pack up his things and was ready to run, but he was caught by the police who rushed to the airport.

Guan Yue had sorted out all the evidence of Lu Junhan’s crimes. Just based on the fact that he broke into the Mannis with a sharp knife in hand and injured people, it was enough for him to live the rest of his life in jail.

The prisoner in the prison beat Lu Junhan every day. In the evening, he went to the toilet and put iron nails on his bed, which made Lu Junhan unable to sleep all night.

Later, he and the prison guard reacted to this matter, and the chief in the prison arranged a house for him alone, but even so, he could not avoid the situation of being beaten up.

He knew very well that the people who beat him must have been arranged by He Siming. This man had always been vicious and he wouldn’t let him go so easily. Even if he was in jail, this man still had a way to make himself beg for death.

Lu Junhan sat in the glass window while He Siming was waiting for him.

He Siming stared at him fiercely. Although Lu Junhan looked very embarrassed now, he tried his best not to show his cowardice in front of He Siming. The two of them picked up the phone at the same time.

After a long period of silence, Lu Junhan spoke first. “How’s Shunyue?”

“Hmph!” He Siming looked at Lu Junhan, whose face had been beaten and crippled, and his eagle eyes gradually became bottomless. He couldn’t help but sneer, “Do you know how to care about comfort?”

“I wanted to kill you that day with the knife, but I didn’t expect that Shu Yue would rush out to protect you and take that knife for you…” Even though he thought about it now, Lu Junhan felt regretful. “He Siming, I’ve never thought of hurting her. The person I hate is you!

“He Siming, you harmed Wen Shuyue. All of this is because of you. The damn person is also you!” Lu Junhan shouted shout oneself hoarse on the other side of the glass window.

The two guards at the side used all their strength to press him back into their seats.

“Do you know how many years will you be sentenced to?”

Lu Junhan didn’t say anything.

“Don’t talk?” Then let me tell you, I have collected all the evidence of your tax evasion, tax evasion, bribe, and other crimes. In addition to your intentional murder, I’m afraid you will be sentenced to death, “He Siming every single word or phrase said everything.

Lu Junhan looked at him with scarlet eyes. If he was outside, he would definitely rush to tear up He Siming’s hateful face. “What are you trying to do?”

“I can let my lawyer leave a dog life for you, but…” He Siming deliberately paused. “I want to know one thing. Did you do what happened to Wen Long back then?”

“Haha… Haha…” The sudden laughter made He Siming frown.

“What are you laughing at?”

“I’m laughing at you. He Siming is stupid!” Lu Junhan tapped the window like crazy, “Didn’t you want to know about Wen Long?” Then I will tell you that you will never know it in your lifetime because I won’t tell you at all. If you have the ability, come in and hit me! Hahaha… ”

“Madman, do you think we won’t find out if you don’t tell me?” Guan Yue, who was standing beside He Siming, could not help but say.

He Siming signaled a color to the prison guard and asked them to bring the crazy Lu Junhan down.

He sat on a chair, his slender legs crossed casually, and his hands on his legs held a cigarette that hadn’t been lit up… He was so quiet that he was like a devil hiding in the dark, emitting a strong cold aura around him.

“Less Ming, do we still need to continue investigating Wen Long?” Guan Yue looked at He Siming’s expression and asked carefully.

“Investigate, no matter what, I have to know what happened back then!”

He Siming pulled out a pack of cigar cigarettes from his pocket. He opened the box and put the one in his hand back in it. Then, he took out a lighter with exquisite beyond compare and handed it to Guan Yue.

“Less Ming, this…”

There was a smile on He Siming’s lips. His smile revealed the most fatal danger. “Do you know if you give this to the prisoners in the prison? Tell them to treat Lu Junhan well!

From that day onwards, some criminals burned their cigarette butts into his eyes, while others were even more perverted, directly using a lighter to burn his lower body.

This was all directed by He Siming. Guan Yue saw the picture sent by the prison guard, and when he saw Lu Junhan’s miserable state, a cold wind could not help but rise from his back…