Stealing Your Heart (Lin Xinyan) novel Chapter 281

Stealing Your Heart Chapter 281

“Ren Ai Hospital,” Shen Peichuan said.

Su Zhan had just exited the hospital, and he stopped abruptly to turn around and look at the name of the hospital. The front door of the hospital was adorned with neon lights that showed “Ren Ai Hospital” in big red letters. Wait, he’s in the same hospital as Grandma? He wondered.

His lips twitched. “Where exactly are you?”

“The operation theater.” Shen Peichuan said, a little confused. “What’s wrong?”

Su Zhan merely said, “I’m coming up,” then hung up.

He walked back into the hospital and followed the directory to the surgical wing. Shen Peichuan was sitting on the bench in the hallway with a couple of his bodyguards, and Su Zhan strode over to him. “What’s happening now?” He asked.

Shen Peichuan looked up at him and moved to give him some space on the bench. “Sit down first.”

Su Zhan plopped himself down on the bench.

“The doctor said that he would have died if the wound was any closer to his heart. He’s still in there, by the way,” Shen Peichuan said.

“He should have just died!” Su Zhan spat.

Shen Peichuan gave him a look. “If he had died, then Jinghao would become a murderer. Xinyan is the only one who is level-headed here.”

“It’s not like we can’t make things right,” Su Zhan said, contemplating the methods he could use to kill He Ruize.

Why did money always come before power?

That’s because money makes everything attainable.

With money comes power naturally.

They could cover things up with the help of Zong Jinghao’s uncle.

Shen Peichuan figured that Su Zhan was too furious to listen to him, so he stayed silent to let Su Zhan calm down. He had underestimated Su Zhan’s anger.

The corridors of the surgical wing were very quiet at this hour, while the air was thick with tension.

“How long is it going to take?” Su Zhan asked, slightly annoyed.

Shen Peichuan stared at him for a moment before saying, “Why don’t you go back first?”

Knowing Su Zhan, he would probably beat He Ruize to a pulp regardless of He Ruize’s condition.

“I’m not going back,” Su Zhan said, determined.

Shen Peichuan couldn’t help but frown. Since when was this person so stubborn?

“Shen Peichuan, that jerk slapped my grandmother! How do you expect me to calm down?” Su Zhan asked with a glare.

He was vexed.

He Ruize was a real bastard for setting his hands on an elderly person.

“It’s scary when a psychologist becomes a psycho himself,” Shen Peichuan said.

At that moment, the light on the door of the surgery room turned off, and the door slid open. The doctor came out first, followed by He Ruize on a gurney.

The doctor removed his mask. “The surgery went well, but he has to rest and recuperate properly afterwards since this is a pretty serious injury. His lifespan might be shortened too…”

“He should have just died!” Su Zhan yelled, cutting off the doctor mid-sentence.

The doctor felt annoyed about getting rudely interrupted.

He frowned. “Why send him here if you don’t want him to live?”

The doctor was satisfied with the outcome of the surgery, so Su Zhan’s words were no doubt a wet blanket.

Looking at how awkward things were getting, Shen Peichuan stood up to save the day. He took out his ID and said, “I’m from B City, and we’re in the pursuit of this suspect who escaped here. I shot him when we were chasing him. He’s a human trafficker, and the crimes he committed didn’t sit well with my colleague here. I’m sorry if he’s being rude.”

The moment the doctor heard that he had just saved a human trafficker, his joy from saving the patient disappeared without a trace.

“He really should have just died,” he snarled.

Shen Peichuan managed to slap the title of ‘human trafficker’ onto He Ruize.