C177 (2/2)

The accident just now had caught Ling Feng somewhat unprepared. Although it felt good when his mouth was pressed against his fragrant lips, when he saw the tears that fell from the corner of Zhou Yao's eyes, he couldn't help but lose interest.

”Pah!” Zhou Yao flung her handkerchief down, turned around and ran out of the ward.

Ling Feng shook his head helplessly, he really didn't do it on purpose.

During the past few days, Ling Feng had been recuperating from his injuries with his Qi, and his wounds healed quickly.

It was only by chance that Zhou Yao came to change the medicine for him, but the two of them were silent and the atmosphere was extremely awkward.

In less than a week's time, Ling Feng's injuries had more or less recovered, and he could even move around underground.

He stretched his body and walked out of the sickroom. These few days he had been trapped in the sickroom and feeling bored to death, Ling Feng decided to go out to take a breather.

However, just as he walked out of the door, he saw that the nurses station was surrounded by a lot of people, and the inside of the nurses station was in chaos.

”What's going on?” Ling Feng squeezed through the crowd.

A few middle-aged men and women were pulling Zhou Yao, kicking him and hitting him.

Zhou Yao's hair was in a mess, her face was pale white, and she was being pushed around like a puppet.

”Everyone look, it's this demoness. I don't know what poison she fed to my father, but once she used the medicine, the old man couldn't do it anymore.” One of the middle-aged women shouted.

It was only at this time that Ling Feng understood the whole story. It turned out that the old man had come to the hospital for an IV drip, but not long ago, his entire body twitched and he spat out black blood, then lost all signs of life.

Arriving beside the old man's corpse, Ling Feng couldn't help but frown. From the old man's expression, it was obvious that he was suffering from a symptom of poison, which definitely had nothing to do with the infusion.

”All of you, stop.” Ling Feng coldly snorted, and directly walked towards the few people.

Although it was unintentional for him to have taken advantage of Zhou Yao twice, Ling Feng was still a little apologetic in his heart. Now that he saw that Zhou Yao was in danger, he naturally would not ignore it.

For a medical accident like this, most people would just watch by the side, no one dared to meddle in other people's business, and seeing that someone suddenly stepped forward, a sturdy middle-aged man stood up and blocked Ling Feng.

”Who are you brat? If you know what's good for you, then scram to the side. I, your father, am mentally ill, so I won't take legal responsibility if I kill you.” As he spoke, he took out a shiny kitchen knife from his waist.

Seeing that the middle-aged man had actually wielded his kitchen knife, cries of alarm arose in the surrounding area.

Seeing that someone had helped him, Zhou Yao was first overjoyed. However, although he was grateful in his heart, he did not hold any hope of winning against it when he saw that it was Ling Feng.

”Hurry up and leave, you don't need to meddle in my business.” Zhou Yao suddenly called out.

It wasn't that Zhou Yao didn't want to save her, it was just that these people were as unreasonable as if they were crazy.

”You!” Hearing Ling Feng's words, Zhou Yao's face reddened at first, but he quickly felt a warm feeling in his heart.

”F * ck, you want to die?” The middle-aged man was provoked by Ling Feng and actually slashed at Ling Feng with his blade.

Quite a few people closed their eyes in nervousness, crying out in alarm one after another.

The distance between the two was so close, that the middle-aged man practically unintentionally brandished his blade and slashed at Ling Feng. Almost everyone thought that Ling Feng was finished.

Zhou Yao also could not bear to close her eyes. She never would have thought that when she was in danger, the person she hated the most would appear and save her, and even pay the price of her life.

”No.” Zhou Yao exclaimed.

Ling Feng slightly narrowed his eyes. Just as the blade was about to see him, he suddenly raised his hand.

Ever since he was young, his entire body had been filled with strange power. How could a small arm like Ling Feng be able to stop him?

But soon after, the burly man's face revealed a pained expression.

”Kacha, ah!” Accompanied by a blood-curdling screech, the knife in the brawny man's hand actually fell to the ground with a clang, while his sturdy arm was actually already broken into two pieces.

How could this be? The surrounding people all sucked in a mouthful of cold air as they widened their mouths in shock.

The two of them seemed to be of two ranks and with just a casual raise of Ling Feng's hand, he was able to stop the big sized man.

Ling Feng did not care about the sturdy man, but walked towards him.

”Your father isn't dead yet. There's still hope for him. If you don't want him to die, then scram.” Ling Feng said coldly.