In a high-end room of a hospital in Jiangzhong City, bright sunlight poured down from the eastern horizon, illuminating the room and providing such great lighting, giving one's face a warm and pleasant feeling!
Yet, the warmth of the sunlight through the window not only failed to bring any sense of warmth to the people inside but instead, a biting coldness filled the room!
Inside the ward, Du Jingcheng lay quietly on the bed like a mummy, with all his limbs in casts, wrapped in white gauze, staring at the ceiling motionlessly, his face filled with pain, gloom, and rage. An extreme sense of murderous intent flowed from him openly, making the atmosphere in the room unbearably oppressive!
Du Jingcheng never dreamed that one day his own bodyguard would break his limbs and send him to the hospital.
It was like a joke, so unreal, so surreal.
But the pain in his body told him it was all real.
And all of this was because of Ye Xunhuan at the Night No Return bar last night.
