Chapter 210 Lin Shuangyu's Disfigurement

Chapter 210 Lin Shuangyu's Disfigurement

Looking at Ji Song's disheveled state, Lin Shuangyu realized how ridiculous it was that he had been relying on such a lustful person to avenge him all these years!

The cold smile in her eyes slowly faded, and she frowned.

"Why waste such a good opportunity to kill her?"

Lin Shuangyu had long hated Si Yuan. In her opinion, the Lin family had declined because of Si Yuan.

I've ended up in this situation because of Si Yuan!

They finally managed to trap her in the hospital, but Ji Song wouldn't let her do anything, saying he would torture her properly, which is why she didn't show up.

Before anything could be done, Jiang Wang rescued the person!

That's ridiculous!

Lin Shuangyu was trembling with anger. Seeing Si Yuan's shoes still on the ground, he found them even more offensive and kicked them away.

"I didn't expect you to be so stupid as to pay such a high price just to sleep with a woman?"

"Is she wearing heroin? You guys keep going after her, but have you never even seen a woman before?"

"I thought you were really smart, but I never expected you could mess things up at such a crucial moment!"

Lin Shuangyu grew angrier the more he thought about it, and began to ramble on and on, constantly complaining.

"You're more trouble than you're worth, no wonder you're no good in the Ji family!"

She looked at Ji Song on the ground and continued, "In this respect, you will never be as good as Jiang Wang. Do you really expect Si Yuan to take a liking to you?"

Do you know how difficult it is to wait for the next opportunity after missing this one?

Lin Shuangyu continued speaking, his voice filled with disgust for Si Yuan and contempt for Ji Song.

She was completely unaware that the shadow in front of her was slowly gathering, and Ji Song, who had been slumped on the ground, had somehow managed to stand up by supporting himself against the wall.

He kept his head down, the wisps of hair on his forehead obscuring the coldness surging in his eyes.

Lin Shuangyu's throat was dry from talking, and she finally paused, looking at him: "Say something! What are you planning to do next?"

Ji Song slowly raised his hand and took something out of his pocket.

He didn't answer, but walked towards her step by step.

He kept his eyes fixed on Lin Shuangyu's.

Lin Shuangyu paused, then belatedly realized that he had been too angry just now. How could he have dared to say such things to Ji Song?

She lived off him.

Perhaps realizing that her words had really touched a nerve, she opened her mouth, wanting to soften her tone and say something.

Before she could speak, Ji Song swiftly brought down his knife.

A flash of cold light appeared.

Lin Shuangyu froze abruptly, a sharp, tearing pain shooting through his cheek.

Immediately afterwards, some cold liquid trickled down my cheeks.

She froze in shock, instinctively raising her hand to touch it, only to find her fingertips encountering a sticky, wet surface.

Lin Shuangyu slowly turned around, trembling, and looked at the mirror behind him.

The ward was dimly lit, but one could still clearly see a gaping wound across his right cheek, with blood trickling down the wound and staining half his face red.

"ah--!"

A piercing scream rang out from the ward.

Lin Shuangyu felt weak all over, as if all his bones had been removed, and he collapsed to the ground.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, tears mixed with blood streamed down her face, and her whole body trembled violently.

Ji Song stood behind her, watching her collapse with a blank expression.

He slowly raised his hand and used the handkerchief he carried with him to carefully wipe the blood off the blade.

Only after putting away the knife did Ji Song slowly say, "You forgot, a dog shouldn't bite its owner."

After saying this, he didn't look at Lin Shuangyu, who was lying limp on the ground, again. Dragging his badly injured leg, he limped away.

The door slammed shut.

——

Si Yuan was placed on the bed by Jiang Wang. The effects of the drug had not yet worn off, and she felt weak all over, but she grabbed Jiang Wang's sleeve.

"Small boat..."

Jiang Wang looked at her and said calmly, "He's fine. Song Yan has already gone back."

Si Yuan finally breathed a sigh of relief and lay back down, feeling utterly exhausted.

Her hand was still tightly gripping Jiang Wang's sleeve.

Jiang Wang looked over and smiled, "If you're holding my hand, how am I supposed to find medicine for you?"

Si Yuan's eyes were moist as she shook her head: "Jiang Wang, I'm not in a hurry. You should apply the medicine to yourself first."

Jiang Wang paused for a moment, nodded, and told her to let go.

Si Yuan obediently let go.

Jiang Wang casually rinsed the blood off his hands at the island counter, revealing the cut. He then opened the first-aid kit, found some alcohol, and sprayed it on his hands. It stung slightly, and Jiang Wang frowned slightly.

The procedure was simple and crude, but Jiang Wang handled it extremely well and skillfully, bandaging it up in no time.

It's probably because I got into too many fights back then.

While bandaging, his hand paused for a moment, then he regained his senses and applied slight pressure.

What if he doesn't come today?

If he hadn't come to Hong Kong, Si Yuan would probably be long gone by now...

It was only when Jiang Wang calmed down that he realized the seriousness of the matter, and he felt a wave of fear.

The person he cared about so much had run away without a word for five years. When they met again, he didn't dare to move. He said a lot of harsh words, but in the end, he was more heartbroken than anyone else. Ji Song actually dared to drug her directly.

Fang Yan suddenly called.

Jiang Wang glanced at the person curled up obediently in the quilt in the bedroom, picked up his phone, turned the volume down, and then answered the call.

"explain."

"What's going on? Did you chase after them to Hong Kong?"

Jiang Wang wasn't in the mood for jokes right now. The doctor would come later to give Si Yuan a thorough examination to see if the medicine had any harmful side effects.

"If you keep nagging, I'm hanging up."

"Wait, I have something important to tell you!"

Fang Yan began to get serious, flipping through a stack of documents, his gaze behind his gold-rimmed glasses gradually becoming solemn.

“Lin Shuangyu’s transfer to prison was very suspicious. She was originally sentenced to life imprisonment, but before her sentence began, she applied to be transferred to a low-security prison in the suburbs of Hong Kong, on the grounds that she ‘s suffers from mental illness and needs special care.’”

"But that medical record was forged—I found out that the attending physician at the time had long since left the company and absconded, and the signature was forged."

Jiang Wang paused, his gaze darkened, and a hint of coldness appeared in his eyes.

“What’s even stranger is her death certificate,” Fang Yan continued, his tone growing increasingly grave. “Even the most crucial medical certificate of death and cremation certificate were fake.”

"I even had someone investigate the people involved back then. Do you know who they're connected to?"

Jiang Wangyin had already vaguely guessed it.

Sure enough, Fang Yan said, "It was someone the Ji family had planted in the judicial system years ago. And the doctor who issued her death certificate received a huge sum of money from an unknown source a few months later and moved his whole family abroad. She was cremated very quickly, and there were no witnesses that day except for Song Yan."

"All indications suggest that Lin Shuangyu is very likely not dead."

What Fang Yan said was correct, just as Jiang Wang guessed.

Moreover, Song Yan likely knew all along.

"Fang Yan, compile all the evidence and send it to me."