C145 Jin Yanchen Was Infuriated

This was also the first time in many years that the C.R. 's trump card had been established, so Ye Anhui, Ouyang Shaoyi, and Luo Hou were all extremely shocked.

But as the founder of the C.R. 's ace player, Jin Yanchen's words were like an imperial edict.

"Alright, let's do it right away. Lord Third, don't worry. Third Sister will definitely be fine."

Ouyang Shaoyi's voice was as gentle as ever. On his feminine face, his eyebrows were slightly knitted, and his dark red lips were slightly parted. His eyes that were as black as pearls were filled with worry.

"Sheng, you and Master San will stay in the hospital. Shaoyi and I will investigate this matter. We will definitely give Third Sister-in-Law an explanation."

The deep and charming baritone had a sonorous and powerful tone that was exactly the opposite of Ouyang Shaoyi's.

Ye Ansheng nodded towards the two of them, then looked at the tall figure.

Jin Yan Chen's angular face was filled with sorrow, his pitch-black eyes were locked on the surgical lamp, stubbornly waiting for Ruan Xi Han.

It was as if the person lying inside was the whole of his life.

Luo Ming and Ouyang Shaoyi looked at the man standing there for a long time before turning around and leaving.

For a time, the only ones left in the huge hospital were Jin Yanchen, Ye Anhui, and a bunch of bodyguards.

After an unknown amount of time, the operating room's light was suddenly extinguished.

Jin Yan Chen's eyes lit up, he quickly walked to the door and greeted the doctor.

"How is my wife?"

The low voice was a little hoarse, and the worry in his voice couldn't be hidden. He looked past the nurses at the people in the ward.

"Calm down, Mr. Jin. Mrs. Jin is no longer in danger, but her head is badly bruised. Whether or not she will wake up will depend on her luck."

The doctor said with an expression on his face.

Jin Yanchen's tall body froze in place, and then instantly dimmed down. It was as if all the strength in his body had been sucked out from his eyes, and his body turned colder and colder, and he became more and more tyrannical.

Ye Anhui was a little worried, and quickly ran over to Jin Yanchen's side, wanting to give him some comfort.

But in an instant, Jin Yanchen stretched out his slender fingers and grabbed the doctor's collar, lifting him up. His imposing manner and furious eyes were like an Asura from the underworld.

"I don't care. If she doesn't recover, I want the entire hospital to accompany her in death!"

The cold voice was like a sharp blade made of ice, releasing a dangerous aura from his body. The surrounding people were all scared by his aura and trembled, not daring to look into his eyes.

"Don't worry, Mr. Jin, we'll definitely find a way to make her better."

The doctor's voice was trembling, he looked at Jin Yanchen's army rations filled with rage, trembling in fear.

Jin Yan Chen threw the doctor on the ground, and stopped looking at them. The anger in his eyes seemed as if it was going to burn them to ashes.

However, Ye Ansheng hurried over and said in a cold voice, "If only you could help my Third Sister-in-Law. Our Third Master will definitely not treat you unfairly."

The doctors, along with the nurses, lowered their heads and looked at them in horror. "Don't worry, Mr. Jin, we will do our best."

"Scram!"

A word slowly came out from her cold lips. It was bone-chilling cold. Her sharp aura was exactly the same as the bloodthirsty asura in hell.

The doctors and nurses pushed Ruan Xihan into the high-end ward and disappeared in front of Jin Yanchen and Ye Ansheng as fast as they could.

Jin Yanchen strode forward, slowly arriving in front of Ruan Xihan. His icy eyes touched that head full of wounds, and they instantly turned pale, full of love and pain.

He sat down by her bedside, picking up her small, scarred hand with his long fingers. He held it lightly in his hands, full of tender affection. His thick eyebrows were knitted, and his stern and stern face was filled with affection that Ye Ansheng had never seen before.

Ruan Xihan's eyes were tightly shut. Her small pale face and dry lips were pursed together. There was not a single trace of color on them. Her brain was wrapped in a circle of gauze and one could faintly see a trace of blood.

The oxygen mask on her face showed a faint trace of strangulation.

"Can you open your eyes and tell me what happened, Mrs. I'll make the decision for you. "

The deep voice became more hoarse, and sorrow could not be hidden in the pitch-black depths of his eyes.

The only answers he got were the sounds of the various machines operating, and the sound of Ruan Xihan's breathing from the ventilator.

Ye Ansheng stood not far away as he looked sorrowfully at the man curled up in front of Ruan Xihan.

At this moment, he was like a child that had lost its loved ones. He was lonely and helpless and filled with grief.

"The person who hurt you, I will definitely tear her into ten thousand pieces!"

Her ice-cold voice, her fierce gaze, and the pitch-black depths of her eyes could not conceal the fierceness she felt.

Ye Ansheng wanted to go up and comfort him, but he didn't know what to say. He just quietly retreated outside the sickroom, waiting for him.

"Ring, ring, ring..." "Ring, ring, ring …"

The urgent phone rang. Ye Ansheng frowned and picked it up.

"Ah Sheng, I've found all the videos of Third Sister-in-Law on her way out. They have been sent to your phone along with Lord Third's. I've also confirmed that the person who harmed Third Sister-in-Law is Qu Wanru!" We're already searching with all our might. "

The deep baritone voice of tomorrow came clearly from the other side of the phone.

It was Qu Wanru!

Ye Ansheng frowned slightly, then said coldly, "You and Shaoyi continue to investigate, San Ye and I will discuss this with you."

"Alright."

Luo Yuan hung up the phone the next day.

Ye Ansheng hesitated for a moment, but still pushed open the door and walked into Ruan Xihan's room.

"San Ye, Shaoyi has already sent all the surveillance videos to your phone tomorrow. Do you want to …"

When Jin Yanchen heard this, he didn't say anything. He only carefully placed Ruan Xihan's hand under the blanket and tucked her in. He gave her a deep look and then quickly left the ward.

"Who did it?"

That pair of sinister eyes were as terrifying as bloodthirst. Her ice-cold fingers clenched into a fist as a chill assaulted him, leaving no traces of emotion behind.

"Qu Wanru!"

Ye Ansheng answered truthfully.

"Alright, we'll do our best to capture her and bring her to me."

Jin Yanchen's voice didn't tremble the slightest bit, and a trace of regret flashed through his pitch-black eyes.

If not for him letting Qu Wan Ru off on Ruan Xihan's account back then, he probably wouldn't have done such a thing today. Therefore, Jin Yanchen felt particularly guilty.

"Then do you want that video...?"

Ye Ansheng asked tentatively.

"I want to see through every clue!"

That cold voice was just like an asura from hell, it was extremely terrifying.

"Shaoyi and Tomorrow are already searching with all their might, do we still need to …"

Before Ye Ansheng could finish his words, Jin Yanchen's cold voice interrupted her, "Luo City's Qu Clan. If you don't hand Qu Wanru over, I want it to disappear from Luo City within three days."