In the next second, the two flew out like kites with broken strings, collapsing in the corridor with multiple coughs and vomiting several mouthfuls of blood.
Ye Guichen's mouth twitched.
With just a light push, Shui Liao had probably broken several ribs of those two.
The people in the ward evidently heard the commotion outside and rushed out almost simultaneously as the two fell to the ground.
Leading them was a burly black-faced man.
The black-faced man looked alert the moment he saw Shui Liao and was about to act, but when he spotted Ye Guichen standing behind Shui Liao, he hesitated and quickly spoke up, "Mr. Ye, is that you?"
Ye Guichen casually pointed to the two people who had been pushed flying, "Their ribs are probably broken. Quickly take them to the emergency room. I'm here to see your chairman."
Without further pleasantries, he brought Shui Liao into the ward.
Wang Tianxing couldn't sleep soundly at all, and the slightest disturbance would wake him up.
