Stop Messing Around, Mr Bo!

Chapter 966

Chapter 966: Otherwise, I’ll Take His…

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Initially, the most authoritative doctor in the hospital agreed to the rescue. To be honest, their hearts were already in their stomachs.

Now that Shen Fanxing had done this, who knew what she was up to?

In the operating theater, Shen Fanxing sat in a wheelchair as she watched the doctor arrange Bo Zitong. Her face was expressionless.

“I’m Bo Jinchuan’s fiancée. You should know that, right?”

“…”

“…”

The doctors looked at her speechlessly. Their faces were covered by masks and surgical caps, and their eyes were filled with wariness.

Her intuition told her that this woman’s sudden request to enter the emergency room was not that simple.

“You… don’t tell me you want us to… pluck an organ from his body? This is really illegal, Young Madam…”

Shen Fanxing smiled and said, “Of course I know. But it’s a good suggestion. Why don’t we…”

Her gaze shifted to Bo Zitong’s lower abdomen.

The doctors tensed up. This woman…

But thinking about it, as a woman who was almost bullied, this thought was understandable.

However, Shen Fanxing suddenly smiled and said, “I’m joking. After all, he’s Third Uncle’s son. How can I sever ties with his family?”

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The doctors heaved a sigh of relief. That was… the lifeblood of men.

Shen Fanxing stared coldly at Bo Ziyan and said coldly,

“I won’t let anything go missing from his body.”

“Huh?”

The doctors could sense that something was amiss, but they did not know what was wrong.

Puzzled, Shen Fanxing didn’t answer. “Shouldn’t you draw your sword?”

You really plucked it yourself?

“… Yes.”

“I’ll do it.”

Shen Fanxing steered the wheelchair to the operating table and picked up the scalpel.

The doctors beside her spat nervously, their eyes fixed on her hand that was holding the knife.

Shen Fanxing tightened her grip on the handle. Just as everyone was about to heave a sigh of relief,

Shen Fanxing suddenly pulled out the knife.

Fresh blood spurted out and splattered all over the doctor.

The doctors were all authoritative figures. Seeing Shen Fanxing’s actions, their lips twitched uncontrollably.

They could tell that this woman really didn’t want Bo Zitong’s life. Her hand was exceptionally steady when the knife was in the depths. Then, she forcefully moved the knife to the side on the flesh and tissue that had separated from the internal organs and intestines. The surface wound was cut open by at least a centimeter.

Even the man who had fainted on the operating table couldn’t help but tremble.

Although the doctors were speechless, they couldn’t help but glance at Shen Fanxing.

The blood flowed non-stop, but the timing was perfect.

A veteran.

Shen Fanxing took the knife and looked at the blood flowing out. Her face was expressionless.

The operation took nearly two hours.

The moment the door of the emergency room opened, Yuan Huixin and Bo Chengjiang welcomed them.

Yuan Huixin asked anxiously,

“Doctor, doctor, how’s my son?”

The leading doctor had just taken off his mask when he saw the few people who had suddenly rushed up. The corners of his mouth twitched. Just as he was about to speak, he saw their expectant expressions and turned his face away.

“Uh… um… her life is not in danger for the time being…”

Immediately after, Bo Zitong was pushed out and laid on the roller coaster. Her face was pale.

“My son… Ziwan!”

Hearing that their precious son had been saved, Yuan Huixin and Bo Chengjiang were relieved.

“The patient needs to rest. Please excuse me.”

“Oh, oh…”

Bo Ziyan was pushed away and Shen Fanxing came out in a wheelchair.

Bo Jinchuan hurried forward and sized her up. Seeing that she was fine, his expression softened.

Shen Fanxing raised the fruit knife that she had washed in the emergency room and smiled at Bo Jinchuan. “Thanks to your knife.”

If not for it, she might have really been violated by Bo Zitong. If not for it, she wouldn’t have been able to vent her anger.

Bo Jinchuan bent down and picked her up.

Shen Fanxing shuddered and asked, “What are you doing?”

“Go home. You need to rest.”

“I have a wheelchair…”

Bo Jinchuan didn’t say anything and merely glanced at her before walking towards the exit.

Yuan Sichun, who had been silent, suddenly called out to them.

“Brother Bo, Sister-in-law.”

Shen Fanxing’s expression turned cold and her eyes darkened.

Yuan Sichun walked in front of them and blocked their way.

Her gaze landed on Shen Fanxing, who was in Bo Jinchuan’s embrace.

“Sister-in-law, I went overboard last night. You’re right, I have some obsessions. These obsessions have accumulated over the past twenty years and have become a habit. I can’t get used to it and accept it. So… I went overboard last night. I’m sorry.” Shen Fanxing closed her eyes and leaned quietly in Bo Jinchuan’s embrace. Upon hearing his words, a cold smile spread across her face.

“Miss Yuan, your cousin has just survived. Do you think it’s appropriate for you to say such irrelevant words to me?”

Yuan Sichun clenched her fists. “Nothing?”

“Yes, are you asking me to forgive you? For what?”

“…” Yuan Sichun bit her lips.

“I stabbed your cousin and almost lost my life. Instead of caring about him, you’re asking me to forgive you. What’s the point?”

“I… just did what I had to do.”

“Alright. You did what you had to do. Now, please make way. What we have to do now is go home and rest.”

“…”

Shen Fanxing didn’t even open her eyes, let alone look at her.

Yuan Sichun bit her lips and looked at Bo Jinchuan aggrievedly.

“Brother Bo…”

Bo Jinchuan looked at her calmly, but it sent chills down her spine.

“I said that she doesn’t need your apology, and I don’t want you to appear in front of her.”

Yuan Sichun’s face paled as she recalled the words he had said to her in the afternoon.

“Brother Bo, I can’t break off my relationship with the Bo family because of her. I’ve been…”

“Move aside!”

Bo Jinchuan lost his patience and didn’t give Yuan Sichun a chance.

Yuan Sichun bit her lips tightly and her face darkened. She turned to look at Shen Fanxing.

Her eyes were still closed and there was a cold and sarcastic smile on her lips. She remained silent.

She had no obligation to forgive her. Moreover, this apology was only “I went overboard yesterday” and not “I did something wrong”…

What was she trying to express?

She dared to take responsibility for her actions and had a sense of propriety?

Ha.

What could it change?