Chapter 2012: Pass On a Message

The food was brought in by a nurse, and even when he went to the bathroom, it was the nurse who helped him.

This kind of uncertain future, where the other party could be friend or foe, trapped here at their mercy with a fate entirely controlled by someone else, was the passive situation that Yaen Chi despised the most.

For now, he hadn’t thought about self-rescue. Running was pointless; dragging this useless body along made taking a step difficult, let alone running.

Soon, the doctor reapplied his medication, bandaged him, helped Yaen Chi turn over, switching from lying on his stomach to lying on his side, and pulled out one of the pillows beneath his head.

Yaen Chi was already tall, with double-door broad shoulders, and now minus a pillow, his head lay sideways resting on it and had to sink a bit lower, looking up at people from this position…

Like a plucked quail curled up!

Immediately, he felt thoroughly displeased, and asked in a hostile tone, “Dark Snake is here, isn’t he?”

No one answered him; the four people were busy with their tasks. The doctor took off his gloves and threw them into the trash can, along with the bloody gauze that had been removed, while the nurse took away the garbage bag and replaced it with a new one.

“He’s here, what is he hiding from me for? Pass on a message to him for me, within these two days, let him see me, or don’t blame me for settling scores later. I hold grudges, and even though our temporary collaboration means mutual distrust, I remember how he dared to backstab me right in front of me at that time. Once I’m healed, I’ll kill him.”

The two doctors and two nurses were startled by the man’s sinister tone, exchanged a glance, and then lowered their heads to continue their own work.

How to describe that scene—it was like a machine suddenly malfunctioned, causing chaos for a moment before the internal program forcibly repaired it.

Yaen Chi found it quite amusing.

Actually, Dark Snake hadn’t betrayed him, just showed a hint of betrayal that he noticed.

Just with those couple of sentences, these people were exposed.

He didn’t say anything further, lest he loses with too many words.

After they tidied up their things and were about to leave, they stopped at the door. The older doctor bent his head to communicate a few words with the young doctor, and then he returned to the bedside alone.

“Mr. Yaen, do you just need us to pass along your message?”

“What are you afraid of?”

Yaen Chi snorted with laughter, “I’m not threatening you. My life is still in your hands, isn’t it? If there were poison in those bottles and jars being applied to me, I wouldn’t know, would I?”

The doctor finally showed some expression, though he hid it well and didn’t let it be seen. However, his tone was wary with a slight deferential shift compared to the earlier perfunctory politeness. “Mr. Yaen, you’re joking. We’re here to treat you; we would never poison you. We will pass along the message, but whether Dark Snake is willing to see you is not under our control.”

“Wait a minute,” Yaen Chi repeated, “Dark Snake Master?”

The same world under the same sky, how could there be someone living in such a magical world like Balla Balla Little Magic Fairy?

The code name Dark Snake was already obnoxious enough, adding “Master” behind it felt like he could pull out a magic wand at any moment to use dark magic on him.

Yaen Chi really laughed, “Alright, just relay my exact words to your Dark Snake Master, not a word less, especially emphasizing how grudging I am. Miss a single word, and I won’t cooperate with the treatment.”

The doctor feigned calmness, “Mr. Yaen, your body is your own…”

“That person behind you, do they dare let me die?”

Yaen Chi’s complexion suddenly turned cold, with sharp black eyes like daggers beneath his frozen brows, staring unblinking at the person, instilling a deep-seated fear with the intentional oppressive aura he was exuding.