Du Tianci was completely baffled.
He could see the unadulterated killing intent in the gaze that the King fixed upon him!
"I, I don't know her at all, I've never even heard of a nurse named Zhu Hui."
Du Tianci dared not meet the King's eyes, and said with a trembling voice, "None of the women I've been with before are named Zhu Hui either."
"I know, of course, you don't know her yet."
The King released his neck and sat on the sofa opposite him, looking at him. "Because she might be coming here to specially care for you. I heard from other nurses that as long as you take a liking to her, she will achieve great success."
Huh?
Du Tianci was stunned for a moment, and then suddenly understood.
Could he curse 'Mai Mai Pi' out loud?
This young man who appeared out of nowhere—
Just because he heard a joke that as long as Du Tianci took a liking to Zhu Hui, who was about to care for him, she would achieve great success, he came here, knocked out his two bodyguards, slapped out two of his molars, and threatened him!
Is there any law in this damn place?
"I know what you're thinking."
The King said again, "But no matter what you think, if I say I can kill your whole family, I can kill your whole family. I've killed at least fifty, or rather seven or eight people abroad. If you have the guts, call the police or send someone to find me."
Du Tianci—
What could he say?
After the King finished speaking, he stood up.
Then he bent over and reached out, picking up the cigarettes and lighter on the coffee table.
He lit one with a nonchalant gesture, blew a smoke ring, and then casually put the pack of good cigarettes and the lighter into his pocket.
As he walked towards the door, he seemed to have thought of something.
The King turned back, looked at the idiotic Du Tianci, and said coldly, "My name is King. My hitman colleagues abroad respectfully call me the King of Bishi. Oh, no, the King of Killers."
King.
The King of Bishi or the King of Killers—
Du Tianci's jaw twitched violently.
He felt that the King must be crazy!
But this was precisely what made Du Tianci most wary, even afraid.
After all, this crazy King of Bishi was incredibly strong.
Du Tianci's two bodyguards, who were now lying on the ground like dead dogs, were the best proof.
If Du Tianci couldn't kill the King with a single blow and let him escape.
Then—
The King could jump out from the shadows at any time and kill him with a single blow!
"Remember my name and my title. It's best to never provoke me."
After leaving these words, the King strode away.
He walked down the stairs and arrived on the fourth floor.
Two nights ago, the King had been sent to this hospital by ambulance.
That night, Zhu Hui happened to be on duty and bandaged his head injury.
The moment the King saw Zhu Hui—
He suddenly felt a sense of home, as if Zhu Hui was meant to be his little sister, the wandering killer, whom he needed to protect for a lifetime.
Anyone who dared to have ill intentions towards Zhu Hui—
He would kill them!
The King, with a cigarette in his mouth, arrived at his ward door just as Zhu Hui walked out.
Seeing the cigarette in his mouth, Zhu Hui was stunned for a moment, then sternly rebuked, "Who allowed you to smoke in the hospital?"
The King tilted his head back and said, "I'll smoke if I want to. Who can stop me?"
"I'm a nurse! I can stop you."
Zhu Hui raised her hand and snatched the cigarette from his mouth. "You have the nerve to smoke in the hospital?"
The King's jaw twitched a few times, but he still kept his head tilted back and slowly walked into the ward.
"Truly clueless."
Zhu Hui extinguished the cigarette, muttered softly, and threw it into the trash can.
"Zhu Hui!"
Someone called from the nurses' station, "Director Han called and asked you to go to the office now."
Director Han summoned Zhu Hui to arrange for her to be the special caregiver for one of the hospital's VIP patients on the 22nd floor, the young master Du Tianci.
The previous special caregiver had started her wedding leave today.
The salary for special caregiving was higher than that of ordinary nurses, and more importantly, the work was relatively leisurely.
Zhu Hui was very happy.
At eleven o'clock in the morning, she arrived at the door of the special care ward 2206 and knocked.
After being permitted to enter, Zhu Hui opened the door and bowed with a smile to Du Tianci, who was sitting on the sofa. "Mr. Du, I am Zhu Hui, the nurse who will be taking care of you, replacing Wang Juan who is on her wedding leave."
"You are Zhu Hui?"
Du Tianci was startled and jumped up from the sofa, looking Zhu Hui up and down with a face full of apprehension.
His two bodyguards also instinctively bowed, appearing very polite.
Zhu Hui was a little bewildered—
"Nurse Zhu,"
Du Tianci coughed and said, "Let me ask you a question. Do you want to be the head nurse of the special care floor?"
Huh?
Zhu Hui was even more bewildered—
"After I'm completely done with that King of Bishi, you'll know why I'm looking at you differently. Heh heh, you really are quite good-looking."
Du Tianci appraised Zhu Hui from head to toe, a sinister smile hidden in his heart.
At one o'clock in the afternoon.
After having lunch in the cafeteria, Zhu Hui, with light steps, had just reached the main hall entrance when she saw the King walking out. He had already changed out of his patient gown.
Although Zhu Hui always felt that this guy's brain might be a bit off and he often said things she didn't understand, seeing him about to be discharged, she still greeted him warmly. "Old Wang, are you being discharged? Next time you walk, it's best not to look up at the sky, so you don't fall into a sewer again."
"All the setbacks I've experienced are actually precious lessons and wealth."
The King, with his eyes tilted upwards, extended a piece of paper with his right hand. "On it are my nine phone numbers. If you encounter any difficult problems in the future that you can't solve, call me."
Nine phone numbers—
Looking at the paper, Zhu Hui was speechless.
The King then stepped down the stairs and stumbled.
When he looked up to descend the stairs, this kind of thing was easy to happen.
"Can't you just walk properly? What are you trying to act cool for?"
Zhu Hui couldn't help but say, and then asked, "Old Wang, what are you going to do after you're discharged?"
The King didn't look back, but spoke clearly. "I'm going to kidnap a beautiful wife. If you hear that a woman has been kidnapped, it's basically me who did it."
Zhu Hui—
She truly didn't know what to say.
She watched the King walk away quickly, then looked down at the paper in her hand.
After thinking for a moment, she put it inside her white coat.
The King, who was watching her from a distance, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
He murmured to himself, "Little sister, brother is going to kidnap tonight. No, tonight I'll go to Victoria first. I heard their service there is particularly good."
It was dark.
Victoria!
Mo Hongti stood by the window, continuously smoking, with obvious hostility in her eyes.
This morning, she had received another threatening phone call from Du Tianci.
Even though Du Tianci didn't dare to easily provoke Li Qianfan, he could still use the excuse of being crippled during his previous "blind date" at the Mo family to deal with the Mo family.
"Goddamn it, a coward who bullies the weak and fears the strong."
As Mo Hongti cursed softly, there was a knock on the door.
It was her confidant, Zhang Bao.
"President Mo."
Zhang Bao entered the room and got straight to the point. "Lao Qi, whom we commissioned, just sent a message. A few minutes ago, Li Qianfan booked a high-speed train ticket to Si Jiu for 8:30 the morning after tomorrow. It's just him alone."
Lao Qi was a staff member at Qingyun Railway Station.
He was in charge of online ticket sales.
"He's going to Si Jiu alone the day after tomorrow?"
Mo Hongti's eyes flashed, and she said in a low voice, "Tell Lao Qi, I want the seat next to him!"
Zhang Bao agreed and rushed off to make arrangements.
"Perhaps on this trip to Si Jiu, I will clearly see who exactly Li Qianfan is."
Mo Hongti pushed open the window and looked at the night view outside, muttering to herself, "Day after tomorrow, hurry up and come."
The day after tomorrow—
Today was the day after tomorrow that Mo Hongti had been longing for!
Su Ziyu glanced at the sky outside the window and asked Li Qianfan, "Do you really not need me to take you to the station?"
"Of course not. I'm going to take some fashion photos with the boss of Paipai. Wife, don't worry. I promise I'll be back by your side before dark to accept your teachings."