My Scheming Little Devil-Chapter 2067: What Would It Feel Like

"These hypocritical fools, do they think the law is just for show?" Ling Kong’s voice dripped with icy contempt as he quickly picked up the unconscious Yiyi and headed out.

Recalling the events at school that day, she had been injured for quite some time already. She must have been hurt back then, and he had aggravated her injuries by pushing her a few times more. But why did this woman not show it or plead with him to take her to the hospital?

Stubbornly holding on like this, the result ended up like this. If she hadn’t found him, would she have just silently died in this corner?

He clenched his fist, not even sure who he was angry at.

What did it have to do with him, whether she lived or died, what connection did it have to him now?

But if she really died, really died...

He couldn’t even imagine how he would feel upon receiving such news.

In any case, he wouldn’t allow her to die!

...

Under Ling Kong’s protection, who dared to obstruct him? The hospital didn’t even have the courage to not admit her, and she was swiftly brought into the hospital. The best doctors were summoned, and they quickly identified the cause of the illness and needed to perform surgery to remove the fragments of broken bones from her right hand.

The condition was already under control, and the surgery wasn’t a difficult one.

So Madam Aisha sent Madam Li and Lina back and waited outside the operating room herself.

However, looking at Ling Kong leaning silently against the wall, she felt somewhat awkward and too timid to ask him to leave directly.

She also found it strange in her heart; he had already fulfilled his conditions and could leave, so why was he still here?

If she thought he had lingering feelings for Yiyi, she didn’t dare to think so; after all, his attitude was so cold.

"Thank you, Young Master Ling Kong, for bringing Yiyi to the hospital." Regardless, she was grateful that he had brought Yiyi in time.

Ling Kong leaned against the wall, closing his eyes indifferently.

"No need to thank me. If she, as Governor Yun’s adopted daughter, died like this, it wouldn’t do us any good either."

Madam Aisha was immediately rendered speechless.

The two had nothing to talk about, and the atmosphere was quite awkward.

After waiting for about three hours, the door to the operating room finally opened. Madam Aisha rushed forward, and Ling Kong, who had been resting his eyes, suddenly opened them, showing a hint of tension.

The doctor informed Madam Aisha that Yiyi was out of danger, so she could rest assured and just needed to recuperate well.

Upon hearing this, Madam Aisha breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly followed the surgical bed, being pushed to Yiyi’s ward to take care of her.

The attending doctor glanced at Ling Kong. With a heart full of apprehension, he approached. It was truly a strange thing; the son of the councilman had personally brought the daughter of a political rival to the hospital—what was the deal?

"I hope you understand one thing: if anything happens to this girl while under your care, be prepared to face serious consequences!"

Such strongly threatening words inside and out made the attending doctor tremble slightly and nod quickly, though he truly didn’t understand why this young master valued this girl’s life so much.

After settling Yiyi, Madam Aisha found that Ling Kong hadn’t followed to the ward, and she heard from the nurses that he had already left, feeling a bit disappointed.

She herself wasn’t clear about what she was thinking.

But for the first time, she hoped that this man genuinely had feelings for Yiyi because then Yiyi’s life would be secure.

...

Yiyi regained consciousness the next day, though she still felt quite lethargic, her mind a bit hazy, but at least she had returned from the brink of death.

On the third day, she was very surprised to find Ling Kong appearing in her hospital room.