365-Day Trial Marriage With Hunk: Wife’s A Little Wild
Chapter 1354: Threats, Talking About Money Hurts Feelings

Chapter 1354: Chapter 1354: Threats, Talking About Money Hurts Feelings

When Diwu Zexuan approached him, his eyes flickered slightly.

"Showing up this late, aren’t you worried I couldn’t treat him and your son would go blind?"

Diwu Zexuan stepped forward and threw a punch straight into Dan Hanjie’s chest.

"If you couldn’t treat him, my coming earlier would’ve been useless. Where’s Tingye?" Dan Hanjie glanced behind him, furrowing his brows when he didn’t see anyone.

"Since you trust me, what’s the rush? You haven’t even tended to your own injuries. How long do you plan to drag this out?" Diwu Zexuan was more sensitive to blood than most.

Even though Dan Hanjie was wearing a coat, he could still easily gauge the condition of his wounds.

"I won’t die."

"Blast injuries can be minor or severe; you’d risk your life for Ye Zhanxing. If luck hadn’t been on your side, you’d be buried there. Now, nobody would care about your well-being."

Only Dan Hanjie could make Diwu Zexuan ramble like this.

He pushed open the door of the baby’s hospital room and stepped in first.

"I’m warning you, I don’t want to meddle too much in your affairs. So, while I’m still in a good mood, you better take care of yourself. If you fall, are you ready for another man to take care of your wife and child?"

"..."

Qin Youxuan was definitely Dan Hanjie’s Achilles’ heel.

At his words, Dan Hanjie’s eyes shimmered slightly, before he finally collapsed beside the bed, "Use scissors. The clothes might have stuck to the wound."

Diwu Zexuan raised an eyebrow, set the medical box aside, picked up the scissors, and cut open Dan Hanjie’s coat along with the shirt underneath.

Seeing the blood-soaked, torn flesh on Dan Hanjie’s back, he tensed his eyes.

He almost lost his temper.

With an intense look, he forcibly tore open the clothes on Dan Hanjie’s back, hearing the man’s muffled groan made him feel particularly vindicated.

"Good to know it hurts. I thought you really believed yourself to be Superman, Mr. Jie."

Those last two words, Diwu Zexuan said them mockingly.

Typically holding back his fury.

His movements were exceptionally rough as he poured an entire bottle of disinfectant on Dan Hanjie’s back, almost wishing the pain would kill him.

Dan Hanjie’s hauntingly beautiful face turned deathly pale, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, every muscle in his body tightening with pain.

By the time Diwu Zexuan finished bandaging the wounds, Dan Hanjie looked like he had been dredged out of water.

"I’ve prepared all your medications. You need to keep the wound clean and airy. If the skin festers, I’ll skin your back and turn you into a mummy," Diwu Zexuan said as he tossed aside his gloves.

Dan Hanjie was the most negligent person when it came to his body that he had seen. If it weren’t for him, he wouldn’t know how many times he would’ve died.

"I’ll transfer the medical fees to your account," Dan Hanjie took the clothes passed to him by an assistant and slowly put them on.

His movements were graceful, belying the earlier agony.

Yet, his handsome face still lacked any color.

"Do you really think I care about your money?"

"Rui Hui has told me more than once that she wants to return to Germany and asked for my help. What do you think?" Dan Hanjie fastened the last button and turned to face Diwu Zexuan.

The latter’s silvery pupils contracted, reflecting a quiet glow.

"It seems you don’t agree? That’s fine, I’m relieved if she stays by your side." Dan Hanjie smirked, "Oh, what was it you said just now about not caring for something? Given our relationship, talking about money really does hurt feelings. Let’s just drop it."

"..."

Diwu Zexuan’s face completely darkened.

He was about to say something when he saw Rui Hui approaching them. His lips twitched slightly, but ultimately, he remained silent.