Chapter 527: Acting to This Point Is Enough

"Protect Huan'er!"

Li Hanyu's scream nearly tore her throat.

Li Bashan's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and a bluish-black finger heavily poked "Feng Mu" in the back of the heart.

In that flash of lightning and fire, "Feng Mu"'s skin suddenly glowed with a metallic cold light, and his bones made a mechanical "crack crack" sound.

Six Forms of Gu Wu · Iron Block!

The moment the finger force penetrated his body, his middle finger also drew a bloodstain across Qian Huan's forehead.

Instantly, the thin muscle was sliced open, bright red bloomed in the nutrient solution, the skull was faintly visible, as if a bowl of brain flowers would be scooped out the next second.

Boom—!

"Feng Mu" flew backward like a cannonball, his metallic body smashing a deep "big" character-shaped crater into the wall.

Wall debris flew, dust filled the air.

He shot out of the depression like a marionette, and before landing, he "wah" spat out a mouthful of black blood, and many silver needles with broken skin on his face fell down rustlingly.

"Feng Mu" coughed twice, reached behind his back, and felt a finger hole, blood gushing out continuously.

He didn't care at all, pulled out several needles from his face, and casually sewed and plugged the wound behind his back.

"Almost had my heart pierced by a finger hole, jie jie—"

His face showed no trace of the danger of almost walking through the Ghost Gate, but rather a bit of excitement.

It was just that half of his face was full of needles, and the other half was sunken and dehydrated as if needles had been pulled out, matching his sickly expression, looking increasingly terrifying and eerie.

"Feng Mu" licked the bloodstain at the corner of his mouth, excitedly staring at Li Bashan.

Unexpectedly, the other party did not pursue the victory, but stood before the fish tank, his palm like a palm-leaf fan blocking the hole he had punched through.

Expensive nutrient solution kept dripping from between his fingers, pooling on the ground into a glowing shallow depression.

Hong Ya widened her eyes; it was her first time seeing someone who, after taking a hit from Senior Brother, could just spit out a mouthful of blood and still be jumping around lively.

This discovery made the excitement in her eyes even greater, her sheep-horn braids excitedly perked up, eager to pounce and capture this person alive as a "gift" for the real Junior Brother.

"Don't go."

Li Bashan's thunder-like voice made her suddenly brake her steps.

Hong Ya tilted her head in confusion, but saw that Senior Brother had never been so solemn, his rugged face tightened like a piece of pig iron.

She pouted her lips, and finally her sheep-horn braids fell down.

Li Bashan blocked the hole with one hand, while staring at "Feng Mu" with a rather solemn expression.

"Feng Mu" immediately understood Li Bashan's concerns; the other party was investing rat ignoring weapon, unable to let go of his hands and feet.

The excitement on "Feng Mu"'s face immediately faded by more than half, and he said faintly in his heart:

"Forget it, acting to this point is enough; next time find a chance to mention it to Zhibei, and let me have a good fight with Li Bashan."

While judging, he silently walked toward the window, his eyes inadvertently sweeping across the corridor.

He saw the doctor and security guard hurrying over with anxious expressions and quick steps, and he again quickly and pretendingly regrettably glanced at Li Hanyu.

Li Hanyu was now staring at him fixedly, her eyes full of resentment, as if she wanted to swallow him alive and skin him.

And she herself, without realizing it, secretly shifted her steps, her body honestly hiding behind Li Bashan and Hong Ya.

"Feng Mu" hooked a contemptuous smile at the corner of his mouth, suddenly raised his back elbow, and fiercely slammed toward the window.

With a "clatter," the window shattered in response; immediately after, his figure shrank, and he leaped out of the window.

Only then did Li Hanyu wake up as if from a dream, screaming angrily:

"Chase! Don't let him escape at all costs!"

Li Bashan's feet had not moved an inch; from the broken window, a shower of silver needles shot out like a rainstorm.

He waved his hand fiercely with one hand, and countless silver needles were knocked away, "dada dada dada" shooting onto the wall beside.

In an instant, the wall was densely covered with silver needles, each deeply embedded, the needle tails still slightly trembling, making Li Hanyu's eyes ache unbearably.

And Feng Mu outside the window had already turned into a Paper Man, drifting far away out of the hospital with a gust of wind.

"Forget it, don't chase."

Li Hanyu regained her senses, suddenly a bit afraid that the other party had used the Tiger Away from Mountain strategy; if Li Bashan was lured away, that person might kill back.

He looked at the group of doctors and security guards who arrived late, his complexion ugly, thinking in his heart:

"Could it be relying on the Hospital? Then my son and I would have died 800 times already."

Li Bashan also had no intention of chasing; his brain wasn't good, and he was also afraid of falling for the enemy's scheme.

He had to help Junior Brother protect Prison Warden Qian, and also had to protect Junior Sister who brought food to the Hospital.

Hong Ya tiptoed, leaned close to Li Bashan's chest, and whispered:

"Senior Brother, this Fake is so powerful; we must catch him and give him to Junior Brother. If Junior Brother learns his martial arts, he will definitely be able to use it even more powerfully than the Fake."

Li Bashan silently let go of the hand blocking the fish tank; his other big hand habitually rubbed Hong Ya's head, messing up the sheep-horn braids he had just braided.

Several doctors hurriedly used Quick-setting Glue to repair the hole in the fish tank and refilled it with Nutrient Solution.

"Prison Warden Qian only has a superficial abrasion; it's nothing serious."

The Attending Physician reported while wiping cold sweat, secretly rejoicing in his heart that he was also very afraid of pushing Prison Warden Qian back into the Rescue Room again.

Whether Prison Warden Qian lives or dies is uncertain; after all, the injured person's will to survive is rare in the world, but he probably can't hold on and will die suddenly.

Another female doctor carefully helped Li Hanyu remove the silver needles from her eye socket, cleaned the debris in the eye socket, and sprayed hemostatic liquid.

It's just a ruined eye; replace it.

For rich people, whether it's a Natural Human Eyeball Transplant or installing an Implanted Prosthetic Eye, it's just a minor surgery, very simple.

"Madam's appearance is outstanding."

The female doctor weighed her words,

"I suggest choosing Natural Human Eyeball Transplant. Although the function is not as good as the implant, it looks more lively."

Seeing Li Hanyu's dark expression, the female doctor hurriedly supplemented:

"Coincidentally, a young girl just passed away in the hospital, her body is still warm. I think her father should be very willing to donate his daughter's eyes to you free of charge."

As for whether she is truly willing or it is free of charge, the hospital has its own ways to handle it; no need for Li Hanyu to worry at all.

After all, the hospital's creed is this—VVIPs are God.

Li Hanyu understood clearly in her heart; the hospital's current obsequiousness was nothing but guilt, afraid that she would transfer hospitals in a fit of anger and thus completely lose a noble VVIP client.

Several 3A Hospitals in the Nine Districts also have ranking competition; the most important weight index for ranking is the number of VVIPs.

Anger surged in Li Hanyu's heart, and she coldly snorted:

"Last time it was my son's uncle, this time it is my son, and I almost lost myself too. It seems our family will sooner or later die in your hospital."

The female doctor thought to herself: "Wouldn't that be a perfect reunion in my hospital?!"

But on her face she appeared fearful and apprehensive:

"Please calm your anger! The Dean is in an emergency meeting and will surely provide a compensation plan that satisfies you...."

"Compensation?"

Li Hanyu sneered, lifting the corner of her mouth.

Does Li Hanyu lack that bit of compensation? Is she someone who cares about money?

She was truly exhausted and couldn't be bothered to waste more words with the female doctor; she coldly laughed and refused the female doctor's foolish plan:

"Ridiculous. Do you think I would use a patient's eyes?"

Hearing this, the female doctor knew she had misspoken; frightened until her face turned deathly pale, she hurriedly kept apologizing, saying "I'm sorry" without end.

Suddenly, she paused, lowered her head and picked up the silver needle she had just pulled out, and said softly in surprise:

"Huh, this silver needle seems a bit..."

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