"Very good." Amul grinned, showing a row of big white teeth.
He knew that Song Beiye's legs could probably be disabled.
"Amul, be more careful when doing things in the future and don't take such risks again..." Nian Mu did not criticize what he did.
After all, it was Abepu's real order to take people to the stronghold in City X, and it was Amul's own wish to destroy Song Beiye.
Nian Mu knew that he was taking revenge on Song Beiye for her.
"I didn't expose what happened this time. It's getting late. Let's go back and rest." Amul said, thinking about what the driver would think if Nianmu stayed here any longer.
Although Chengwu was driving, Amul could still feel the other person's breath.
He is not an ordinary driver, at least he is skilled and can serve as a bodyguard and detective.
But Amul didn't have a chance to test the other party's abilities, so he didn't know.
But now maybe Cheng Wu is observing his guest room from outside.
"Well, you haven't been able to have a good rest in there these past few days, so you should rest early, and destroy it." Nian Mu pointed to the piece of paper they were chatting on just now.
Amul nodded, picked up the paper, and held it in his hand.
After Nian Mu left, he fumbled for his lighter from his pocket, lit the crumpled paper, and then threw it casually into the ashtray aside.
He looked at the flickering of the weak firelight with an indifferent expression, showing no other expression.
When will he be able to take Nian Mu, Ale'er and the others out of the Terror Island?
He has been trying hard, but Abep is not easy to break away from. From now on, no one has been able to escape Abep's control successfully.
There was no antidote before, so of course none of them would risk their lives just to get out of their control.
There is an antidote now, but Amul still finds it difficult when he thinks of the assassinations and pursuits that are everywhere on the terrorist island.
Amul was sitting on the sofa. The paper in the ashtray had been burned by the fire, leaving only a trace of ashes, and a faint smoke seemed to be still emitting.
A burning smell filled the small space of the guest room.
Amul didn't care, picked up his phone and searched for Song Beiye's information.
Letting him break his leg seems not enough...
The other side.
Song Beiye was lying on the hospital bed. His mental state had improved a lot since Mr. Song talked to him. Therefore, the hospital readily accepted Mr. Song's request that Song Beiye continue to rest in the hospital.
He looked at Xiao Sun hanging the medicine for him and looking at her exquisite figure, he couldn't help but have evil thoughts.
Song Beiye thought, how long has it been since he touched a woman?
It seems quite a long time.
Ever since the company's extraordinary shareholders' meeting, when the things he had done were compiled into a booklet and uploaded online by Song Beiye, he had not touched a woman.
Song Beiye used to change female partners faster than anyone else. Even if he had a fiancée, he never stopped having romantic affairs.
But now, his leg is broken, and even after it was reattached, he is lame. From not accepting it at first, to holding on to hope later, he now looks at the young grandson and has thoughts that he shouldn't have.
He's not the kind of person who cares about sex, but if he doesn't, it won't work.
The director of the orthopedics department said that he would stay in bed for three months. These three months plus the time he spent hiding from the police meant that he would not be able to touch women for almost four months...
Song Beiye's eyes became darker again.
After Xiao Sun hung up the medicine, he wrote the time of infusion on the record sheet beside him.
After finishing writing, she felt a gaze constantly falling on her. She raised her head and met Song Beiye's gaze, and was immediately startled.
What a look in his eyes!
Xiao Sun became alert and took two steps back. This was a private hospital, and she had been working as a nurse in the VIP ward. She had seen all kinds of people.
This was not the first time she had faced a look like Song Beiye's.
Although Song Beiye's facial features were good, Xiao Sun was still disgusted by his eyes.
This is a hospital, and they provide medical services to patients, not some kind of romantic place that provides all kinds of outrageous and illegal businesses to rich people like them!
Xiao Sun turned around and said to the nurse: "Mr. Song, this bottle of injection water is an anti-inflammatory injection. You should pay attention and ring the bell as soon as the medicine is gone."
"Okay." The nurse nodded. Although they made a mistake, they were not replaced by Song Beixi.
Because Song Beiye's identity had to be kept secret, Song Beixi thought that if the nurse was replaced, it might be spread to others.
Therefore, Song Beixi did not move, and the previous nurse took turns taking care of Song Beiye.
Xiao Sun walked out of the ward quickly.
Song Beiye's eyes were deep and he followed Xiao Sun until she closed the door and left the ward.
Compared with the women before him, Xiao Sun's appearance was very ordinary, and she could be considered pretty at best. He had not had much interest in such a little white flower before.
The only little white flower that interested him was Li Ni.
But it's different now. He's been holding it in for too long, so when he sees the good-looking little white-flowered grandson, he finds it a bit interesting.
At least it can solve his problem.
"Come here." Song Beiye raised the hand that was used for the injection and pointed at the nurse. A stinging pain came again on the back of his hand.
I have had injections for several days in a row. Even if the injections are retained, the blood vessels on the back of my hands still can't bear it, and they will sting slightly when I do certain movements.
But Song Beiye thought that he was a man and could still bear the pain.
The nurse knew that Song Beiye had a bad temper, so he hurriedly stepped forward when his name was called, "Mr. Song, what's wrong?"
"That nurse just now, was her name Xiao Sun?" Song Beiye asked. Although there were only two nurses coming and going to take care of him, he was not interested in either of them before.
All he could think about was how to take revenge on Terror Island, Mu Shaoling, and Song Beixi.
It was only today that I noticed Xiao Sun a little bit.
Xiao Sun, he heard another older nurse call her that.
"Yes, it's Nurse Xiao Sun." The nurse nodded honestly.
"What's the specific name?" Song Beiye asked again. He knew that he would live here for three months, and these three months couldn't be too boring.
"I don't know, the nurses all call her that. I also heard that Nurse Xiao Sun is a relative of the dean." The nurse didn't know Song Beizhi's bad intentions, so she honestly told him everything she knew.
Song Beiye raised his eyebrows, is he a relative of the dean?
No wonder he asked his young grandson to take care of him.
His identity is now kept secret throughout the hospital and no one knows it.
Only those with high-level positions would know, and Xiao Sun could know because she was a relative of the dean.
No matter how young he is, he will never betray his identity and affect the hospital.
Song Beiye curled his lips and revealed a subtle smile.
The nurse looked at his smile and suddenly felt uncomfortable in his heart. He had not been able to calm down easily in the past two days, but now he showed such a smile.
The nurse felt that her psychological shadow was getting worse with this smile.
