NOVPUBChapter 556: 556, saying he is cold-blooded, is quite true.
Chapter 556: 556, saying he is cold-blooded, is quite true.
Someone had passed him a photo, but he hadn’t immediately looked at it. Behind him, there was a door through which doctors and nurses were coming and going.
Yes, at this moment, he was in a top-tier hospital in A City, known for its excellent facilities and medical standards.
Because of his status, he had the privilege to wait in the corridor outside the operating room.
The corridor was quiet, and right across from him was a transparent glass window, through which he could clearly see the situation in the operating room.
He watched as Zhan Jie’s chest was opened, a bullet was removed, and the blood flowed through a tube into a gleaming stainless steel bucket.
The scene was bloody and terrifying, but his eyes were fixated on the operating room across from him without blinking, his face cold and stiff as a statue.
When the door behind him opened, Shi Yuhuan regained his composure. However, seeing Zhan Cheng rush in, his eyes red, glaring at him: “How’s my sister?”
“Still in surgery.” His voice was indifferent, his deep gaze icy cold.
It was as though the person lying in the operating room was a stranger, but the cause of all this was due to him.
Zhan Cheng paused for two seconds, then grabbed Shi Yuhuan’s collar: “If anything happens to my sister, I won’t let you off!”
With his thin lips drawn into a cold line, Shi Yuhuan instinctively brushed his hand away, pushing him off and elegantly adjusting his own clothes: “I’m sorry for what happened to your sister. None of this was anticipated.”
“You’re absolutely heartless…” Zhan Cheng scowled, yelling at him.
What could his sister and Song Qinghuan possibly see in such a cold-hearted man? What could they love about him?
Shi Yuhuan appeared emotionless and indifferent, casually replying, “If I were you, I wouldn’t be shouting here, disturbing the doctors’ treatment.”
Zhan Cheng clenched his fist, as if wanting to yell something more, but he held back, given Shi Yuhuan’s words.
Shi Yuhuan gave him a cold glance, then turned around and left.
Calling him heartless was accurate.
Because when he saw Zhan Jie lying in the operating room, all he thought about wasn’t hoping she’d be okay, but relief, relieved that the person on the table wasn’t Song Qinghuan.
Song Qinghuan, she was still in New York, everything was over, she could finally return.
Shi Yuhuan took out his phone, and then he saw the photo.
In the photo, Song Qinghuan was smiling at Li Qianze. Her brilliant smile seemed glaringly bright, making him uncomfortable.
How could Li Qianze be in New York? How could it be such a coincidence? Did she know what he had just been through while she was smiling at Li Qianze?
No, she didn’t! Of course, he wouldn’t let her know he had just had a close brush with death.
But he was not feeling well, he had just sacrificed another woman for her, while she was having fun and laughing with another man.
However, he knew he couldn’t blame her, after all, he had chosen to hide everything from her. She was unaware of anything.
Yet, he was so frustrated, so uncomfortable. He wanted her to return here, he hated her smiling at other men.
No matter who that man was.
His possessiveness towards her was growing, as was his desire to own her.
He couldn’t let her go now, having experienced life and death again, all he wanted now was to hold her, penetrate her body, and become one with her.
