Chapter 1234: What Did Third Brother Tell You to Do

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t insist any further.

But she clung to Bo Yanching for a while before letting go.

As the bedroom door opened, Bo Yuman rolled in.

Bo Yanching skillfully stepped aside, not expecting Bo Yuman to fall.

Anyway, she was quite adept; after staggering a few steps, she managed to stand firm.

Bo Yanching glanced at the door, then looked at her, “What are you listening to?”

Bo Yuman awkwardly hummed, “I was worried about Jiaojiao.

You wouldn’t let us in, can’t I sneak in?”

Bo Yanching gave a sign inside, “Help keep her company.”

“Where are you going?”

“The hospital.”

Bo Yuman chased after him for a step, yet her good legs couldn’t catch up with Bo Yanching.

She hadn’t intended to pursue him, so she turned back to the room to chat with Nan Jiaojiao.

The hospital.

Yaen Chi was keeping watch.

Upon hearing the news, Bo Li and his wife Li Xin rushed over, and upon seeing Bo Yichen lying on a single bed in the corridor outside the operating room with no one pushing him in and no sign of doctors or nurses,

Li Xin almost fainted; if not for Bo Li holding her up, she truly couldn’t catch her breath.

“Where are the doctors?

Hurry up and call the doctors over!”

The driver quickly went to find someone.

Yaen Chi leaned against the wall, a cigarette between his fingers, standing in the shadow cast by the light, his shadow stretching along the wall.

He held the cigarette in his mouth, eyes slightly narrowed, watching these frantic people.

Expressionless.

After a while, the driver returned.

“The doctors refuse to come, they won’t treat him.”

“What do you mean they won’t treat him?

What kind of hospital is this?

Are they daring to neglect human life!”

The driver hesitated, afraid to speak.

He had asked, but either he was ignored or people pretended not to hear.

A nurse secretly told him someone pressured the hospital, and no doctor dared take over.

At this point, Bo Li noticed Yaen Chi, his expression faltering slightly before quickly turning away.

He must have recognized Yaen Chi.

Although they never formally met, Yaen Chi was raised in the Li Family as a child, a good friend of Bo Yanching, often visiting the Bo Family to see Bo Yanching.

Even though they hadn’t seen each other for many years, people’s facial structures don’t change much, especially for someone like Bo Li, who remembers the appearance of business partners’ wives and children.

So, how could he not recognize Yaen Chi?

But he pretended not to know, and Yaen Chi wouldn’t bother to introduce himself.

Yet Yaen Chi’s presence made Bo Li uneasy.

He didn’t rush to take Bo Yichen away but instead made some calls first.

It seemed he didn’t succeed; avoiding everyone while speaking, he hit a wall before returning, gritting his teeth as he approached Yaen Chi, “Young Master Yaen, what did my third brother instruct you?”

Yaen Chi took the cigarette out, tilted his head slightly, and blew the smoke away.

“Big brother, where is this coming from?”

Bo Li angrily said, “Stop pretending, I know it’s him.

My son was carried out from the Bo Family; besides Bo Yanching, no one in the Bo Family would dare such a thing.”

The smile in Yaen Chi’s eyes grew colder, “So you know.”

Bo Li looked puzzled.

“Then do you know what your son did?”

“No matter what he did, it’s not a reason for Bo Yanching to go after him!”

Bo Li wiped his face, “Did you see the injuries on Yichen’s face?

They’ll never heal in this lifetime!”

Yaen Chi laughed; no one had ever dared to point a finger and scold him like this.

He didn’t respond, simply held on to his cigarette, stopped taking it down, and as he blew smoke rings, the smoke lingered instead of dispersing.