Chapter 1241: Sowing Discord

Just as the words left his mouth, Han Che sharply noticed that Bo Yuman actually picked up the fruit knife.

He bolted, tossing the pillow he was holding.

The pillow, as if with its own eyes, flew straight towards Bo Yichen’s face.

The man shrieked like a pig being slaughtered, almost lifting the roof off.

Bo Yuman dug her ears, “Xiao San, control your people, none of them show me respect.”

Bo Yanching swept his gaze up and down, saying nothing yet saying everything.

With someone as unreliable as her, it’s no wonder others can’t respect her.

Bo Li was in a fluster.

He couldn’t calm Bo Yichen, watching as the wound, which had been stilled by the blood, started to bleed again.

Bo Li nearly lost his mind, storming over to Bo Yanching in a few steps, his chest heaving with anger as he stared at Bo Yanching, swallowing back the words he was about to say.

Forcing his tone to soften, “Yanqing, save Yichen; after all, he’s your brother.”

Bo Yanching finally gave a genuine look, “Send him to the hospital to save him; why bring him here to me?”

Bo Li thought inwardly, hadn’t he tried?

Just as Yaen Chi said, no hospital would dare take him in.

It’s been a whole night, and not only was there no emergency care, even simple bleeding hadn’t been addressed, not even a blanket; he was just left in the corridor to chill in the cold wind.

Li Xin, heart aching for her son, took off her clothes to cover him, but she couldn’t hold up and fainted after crying for a while, still in the hospital now.

Last night, Bo Yichen even went into shock once.

Bo Li was terrified then.

Luckily, a doctor saved him, but only cared enough to sober him up with alcohol before leaving him alone.

No matter how Bo Li threatened, it was useless.

With no way out, he came to find Bo Yanching, initially intending to use the elder’s position to pressure him, but Bo Yanching wouldn’t engage at all.

Bo Li couldn’t afford delays anymore, so he could only show weakness: “The hospital won’t help; could you personally speak to them to do the surgery for Yichen?

Otherwise, if he ends up dying like this, you also have a part in it.”

Heh.

Pleading is done, but soon arrogance creeps back.

Bo Yanching spoke indifferently, “You’re exaggerating, Uncle.

Where would I have such influence to order Capital City’s hospitals not to save lives?”

Bo Li took a deep breath; this was the most frightening part.

He’s been in Capital City for so many years and still couldn’t manage it, yet Bo Yanching could do so easily.

He gripped his palm hard, forcing a twitch on his lips, struggling to speak, “Consider it a plea from your uncle, okay?

Any grudges or resentment, I’ll explain once Yichen recovers.”

Bo Yanching raised his brows, “I thought uncle was unaware, turns out you knew everything?”

Bo Li’s face flushed red, yet he insisted stubbornly, “I don’t know, but I’m clear about Yichen’s character.

You’re grounded; it must be that he offended you.”

That’s just a pretext.

Bo Yanching leaned back against the sofa, spoke coldly, “Go back, Uncle.

Instead of pleading with me, try more hospitals.

There’s no point wasting time here.”

“If I could find a hospital willing to help, why would I come begging you!” Bo Li couldn’t control his temper, shooting it all out: “Isn’t it just because of a woman?

Can the bond between brothers be so easily disrupted by a woman?”

He glanced at Nan Jiaojiao, “I don’t know what others have twisted the facts to say before you, and I do not care, but Yanqing, you should have some sense of right and wrong, not just believe whatever you’re told!”

He spoke faster than he thought, not noticing the strange expression on Maternal Auntie Wen’s face nearby.