They were all useless, otherwise how could Hen be injured?
Zhong Muyan glanced at the expression on Gong Xuexiao's face and understood what she was thinking, but he was not in the mood to argue with her now.
Ye Hen looked at Zhong Muyan's face and immediately understood something.
"You go back and rest first, as long as they are here to guard you."
Yehen said indifferently to Gong Xuexiao who was sitting in front of the window. Gong Xuexiao was stunned and showed reluctance on his face.
"No, Hen, you have just woken up now. I want to stay here with you."
As Gong Xuexiao spoke, the tears in her eyes began to well up again. Zhong Muyan looked at her appearance and frowned as if she had a headache.
"Obey, I'm fine"
Ye Hen looked at Gong Xuekong, with an irresistible command in his tone.
Gong Xuexing wanted to say something else, but looking at Ye Hen's cold eyes, she looked at him reluctantly and stood up with tears in her eyes and turned around to leave the ward.
After Gong Xuerong left, Zhong Muyan came to the hospital bed, with an indescribable look on his handsome face that he had never seen before.
Yehen stared at Zhong Muyan's face and understood that something important must have happened.
"Tell me, was the chip taken away?"
Ye Hen's tone was very calm, and he didn't seem to care about the chip at all, which made Zhong Muyan not sure how to speak.
Just now, under pressure from Jones, the hospital’s identification results came out ahead of schedule.
There is indeed something wrong with that dagger, and it's not an ordinary problem
The medicine above cannot be identified in the hospital, so they can't find a way to treat Yehen's legs, which means that Yehen's legs may really be that useless.
"What's going on?"
Seeing that Zhong Muyan was still silent, Ye Hen asked again. His voice didn't sound like someone who had just had surgery.
Seeing that his face was still so calm, Zhong Muyan suddenly felt that he might have thought Ye Hen was too useless.
He is a person who doesn't even care about his own life or death. He will not be unable to calm down because of his legs...
"Hen, there's something... you need to know"
Zhong Muyan thought for a long time and then spoke with difficulty.
Yehen's eyes were always staring at him. Hearing his hesitant tone, he was a little confused, how could he become such a mother-in-law?
Zhong Muyan coughed twice!
"Your legs...can't be used anymore"
The voices in the ward seemed to have stopped for a moment. Zhong Muyan and Jones both had heavy expressions on their faces. They stared at Yehen's face, as if waiting for him to get angry again.
How would a normal person feel if he loses his legs?
So what would it be like for a man with that status, like Yehen, to lose his legs?
Ye Hen is so smart and perceptive. He had noticed something strange just now, but he didn't expect that the stiffness in his legs was not because the anesthetic effect had not worn off.
He had been thinking about someone just now, so he didn't bother to think carefully about his own injury.
Looking at the two grown men with solemn expressions in front of them, as if they were terminally ill, Ye Hen found it a little difficult to understand.
In this way, he can be sure that the man in black was indeed sent by Kurosawa, and he must be a ninja who swears loyalty to the death.
That knife must have been smeared with some insidious and incurable potion, which caused his legs to become stiff.
The explosion at the auction venue, and Kurosawa deliberately appearing in front of him with Ming Yue, were everything arranged by him in advance, just to make himself disabled?