Chatper 1188 (1/2)

What he said was taken for granted, and it seemed that it was all for her own good and for her consideration.

Yan Yinuo laughed angrily.

She raised her hand and lightly touched the box.

The doctor looked at her with a half-smile, as if he was sure that Yan Yinuo would take it.

"However, Miss Yan, there are some things to remind. People outside think that you have passed away. If you want to find your former relatives, you have to find a reasonable reason to explain clearly, otherwise they will think you are fraudulent."

Yan Yinuo bowed her head and did not answer, she took out a bundle of banknotes from the box.

A thick stack, very heavy and very hand-feeling.

"Thank you for telling me this." Yan Yinuo smiled slightly.

Such a reaction surprised the doctor.

He shook his head, but soon, his whole body froze.

With a "snap", the stack of colorful banknotes was facing his face, and Yan Yinuo slammed it into his face forcefully.

"What are you doing?" The doctor asked angrily with a sullen face. The embarrassment of being humiliated by others pleased Yan Yinuo.

She sneered, "With this stinky money, is it omnipotent?"

"Miss Yan, I advise you, don't toast and refuse to drink fine wine. You have no ability or qualifications to fight against that family. If you are sensible, you can take this money and leave. I know that you used to be the Yan family. Missy, but isn't the Yan family already bankrupt right now? So, this money can at least ensure that you have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of your life..."

The doctor raised his neck, like a proud peacock, and didn't bother to take another look at Yan Yinuo.

It's just that this arrogance will soon be impossible to maintain.

Because suddenly there was a touch of coldness on his neck, chilly, reaching to the heart.

The calmness and smile on the doctor's face disappeared instantly, "You...what do you want to do?"

It was a fruit knife with a cold light, directly touching his main artery, and with a little force, it could cut through the fragile skin.

But now, the doctor's voice revealed a trace of panic.

"What do I want to do? What do you think?" Yan Yinuo asked without answering.

The doctor was stiff all over, he shook his head, "Miss Yan, I advise you to calm down, I'm not the one who caused the trouble, I'm just a little doctor, even if you kill me, it's useless."

Yan Yinuo smiled when he heard this, and nodded as if in agreement. "I think so too, so you might as well give it a try and see if it works."

As she spoke, she gently applied force with the knife, and blood was instantly seen on the doctor's neck.

A sharp pain caused the doctor to cry out.

"Miss Yan, are you crazy? You are killing people and you have to pay the price!"

"I know, so didn't you also take my child away? Since he can't live, then you can't live either. Anyway, you are an accomplice and one of the culprits."

The calmer Yan Yinuo's voice was, the more frightened the doctor became.

"Miss Yan, I really don't know anything, don't be impulsive." The doctor begged for mercy, because Yan Yinuo's murder weapon was tightly pressed against his aorta, and he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Miss Yan!" The Filipino maid and another doctor came out and called out to her.

Yan Yinuo's hand trembled slightly, and the wound under his hand couldn't help but go in another inch.

"Ah..." Suddenly, the room was full of that person's screams.

"Don't be so loud. If you scare me, knives don't have eyes." Yan Yinuo raised his eyes to look at the two of them, and spoke softly.

"Don't be impulsive..."

The doctor who spoke was Yan Yinuo's most frequent contact on weekdays. Yan Yinuo hated this man to the bone, but he was able to get along peacefully with his companion.