He moved forward, removed Bo Fengheng's oxygen mask, and looked at that pale and haggard handsome face, "You just finished surgery, and here you are fussing over nothing? Let me ask you, if you really work yourself to death, how are you going to find that promiscuous woman and take your revenge, huh?"
"And your old man, Chairman Bo, wants to take you back to the Imperial Capital and keep you out of the Mu Family's affairs. I've staked my life on you, so you better not mess this up..."
"Besides, don't you still have that girl in your grasp? I've taken good care of her for you. When the time comes, Luo Xia will have no choice but to throw herself at you, and you can take your revenge however you want."
Every word Si Chen said seemed to pierce his heart.
Unexpectedly, he really could hear. The man on the hospital bed suddenly breathed rapidly; his blood pressure soared, and his pale lips parted slightly, spurting a mouthful of blood onto Si Chen's face.
