Chapter 296 - 115 The snake has come out of its hole, but it doesn’t cross the line_7
Pei Jinghong’s eyes held a trace of solemnity, "They’re absolutely someone we cannot afford to provoke."
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Yun Ya did not return to the office, but left the hospital directly.
Just as she stepped out of the hospital, a Rolls-Royce pulled up beside her.
A young man in a suit and leather shoes got out of the passenger seat, and opened the rear car door.
"Miss, please."
Yun Ya glanced at him, bent down, and got in.
She took out her phone and sent a text message to Du Shan.
A Toyota off-road vehicle followed the Rolls-Royce at a leisurely pace.
This was truly a super luxury car, and it was Yun Ya’s first time in one, she thought to herself that rich people really knew how to enjoy life.
The man glanced at her through the rearview mirror, and seeing that the girl had been focused and composed since getting into the car, he couldn’t help but secretly marvel.
After ten minutes, the car stopped at the entrance of the most luxurious five-star hotel in the city.
Following that man, Yun Ya came to the top-floor presidential suite.
She knocked on the door, "Sir, I’ve brought the person."
"Hmm." A deep voice came from inside the room, which alone did not reveal much, but one thing was certain, it was a young man who had long been in a position of power.
The man pushed open the door, waited for Yun Ya to walk in, and then gently closed it.
Inside the luxurious suite, the floor was covered with a soft Persian carpet that made no sound when walked upon.
Sitting on the sofa with his back to the door was a man, only his head visible. However, in the room, an intangible pressure spread, making one involuntarily tense.
Yun Ya’s guess was not wrong, there had indeed been someone in the principal’s office just now, and it was this man.
"Dr. Nyx, I’ve long admired your reputation." The man’s low and smiling voice rose, a very pleasant timbre, like a splendid cello sonata flowing gracefully.
Yun Ya remained silent.
Perhaps finding it uninteresting, the man shifted his position, "Dr. Nyx does not accept threats, so would Dr. Nyx accept being a distinguished guest?"
Yun Ya walked straight over and sat down on the sofa next to him.
The man raised his eyebrows and looked over, "Straightforward."
Only then did Yun Ya take a good look at the man’s appearance. He appeared to be twenty-seven or twenty-eight, with angular features and some Western depth, particularly the color of his eyes, which were a sky-like blue, deep and enchanting, and strikingly attractive.
The man lounged casually on the sofa, every movement exuded the dignified air of an emperor, lofty and superior, looking down on all, and in the presence of this man, one couldn’t help but feel a sense of subservience.
Yun Ya indifferently averted her gaze, letting it fall upon a bouquet of blooming gypsophila on the marble table.
The man leisurely stared at the girl’s profile, rare was it for someone to remain so composed in his presence, "I’m very curious about what Dr. Nyx’s bottom line is?"
"When I stand in front of the operating table, my scalpel is for saving lives, not for killing."
"Dr. Nyx specifically emphasized the operating table, so if it’s not in front of the operating table, does Dr. Nyx then treat the scalpel as a butcher’s knife?"
Yun Ya quietly looked at him, without a hint of embarrassment from being seen through, and instead lightly smiled, "You may interpret it however you wish."
The man suddenly leaned closer to Yun Ya, gently breathing in her ear, "To tell the truth, I’ve developed a curiosity about you. Do you know what it means when a man becomes curious about a woman?"
Yun Ya’s expression remained unchanged, still as elegant and proper, even the smile at the corners of her lips was to perfection, "I don’t want to know."
The man raised an eyebrow, then suddenly reached out and touched her face, "Such smooth skin, still a virgin, perfection like a piece of art, I really feel like collecting it..."
The tone was such that it involuntarily made one’s skin crawl.
Yun Ya tensed inwardly, but outwardly she smiled, "If you really want to save that person, skip the nonsense. My patience is limited, and I don’t have time to play such boring games with you."
"It seems Dr. Nyx is quite confident, although Dr. Nyx is indeed unique, many experts can perform this kind of heart transplant surgery."
Yun Ya smiled confidently, "Only my technique is perfect, and the success rate is the highest, otherwise why would you come all the way here from Capital City?"
The man suddenly withdrew his hand and sat back down.
"Boring."
He clapped his hands and a young woman emerged from the inner room. She was very beautiful, with a pure aura like clear water, as if an angel had mistakenly wandered into the mortal world.
The woman subconsciously glanced at the man, but saw that he was looking down with an indifferent expression, clenched his fist, and walked up to Yun Ya.
"Dr. Nyx, I am volunteering to donate my heart, please, take on this surgery," the woman said pitifully, genuinely invoking pity; if Yun Ya were a man, she would certainly be moved.
Someone is volunteering for death? Yun Ya did not miss the subconscious look the woman gave the man.
Clearly, there was much more to this situation.
Everyone has their own difficulties; all she wanted was an answer.
Trying to clear her conscience or whatever it was, Yun Ya no longer wanted to delve into it.
She looked at the woman before her, of the age of a flower, a woman as beautiful as a flower, stunningly beautiful and deserving of careful protection.
"Alright, I agree," she said.
She noticed the woman’s body subconsciously tremble, her eyes showing both happiness and sorrow; how complicated.
The man suddenly spoke, "Bring them in."
The next moment, the person who had brought Yun Ya entered, came in respectfully: "Sir."
The man didn’t glance at Yun Ya again: "Show the guest out."
Yun Ya stood up and quickly left the suite.
Once she was gone, the woman suddenly knelt on the ground, tears rolling down in large drops, as she looked at the man sitting on the sofa, cold and dignified: "Ah Yan, is this what you want?"
The man lifted her chin with his hand, pinching her so hard it hurt, forcing her to look up at him in an extremely humiliating pose.
"This is clearly what you wanted, I’ve made it happen for you. What, having second thoughts?"
The woman shook her head desperately, tears falling in big drops: "No... I don’t regret it, for you, I would not even spare my life."
She suddenly started to undress, "Ah Yan, I am going to die, I want to give you the most precious thing I have."
The man turned his head away in disgust: "Get out."
He suddenly got up and left.
The woman paused, then flung herself onto his back, clinging to him for dear life: "I am about to die, won’t you fulfill even this one last wish for me? Ah Yan, I beg you..."
The man clenched his hands into fists and suddenly turned around, grabbing her neck fiercely, his gaze as menacing as a hawk’s.
"Don’t push me."
"Cough... cough cough, if you don’t agree, I will kill myself right now, your brother, he won’t last until the next matching donor..." The woman smirked triumphantly.
The man’s eyes narrowed dangerously, "Don’t you know? I hate being threatened more than anything else in my life."
She looked at his face almost obsessively: "Please give it to me, let me die willingly, Ah Yan..."
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It was only after Yun Ya left the hotel and stood in the sunshine that she felt alive again.
That man was too dangerous, clearly a seasoned player in the game of love; interacting with someone like him brought no good.
Yun Ya just wanted to finish the surgery quickly and have that person swiftly exit her world, never to be seen again.
Although she felt it might be difficult.
Du Shan looked at Yun Ya’s complexion and asked with concern, "Miss, are you alright?"
Yun Ya shook her head: "I’m fine, and by the way, ask Uncle Chang to check up on this person’s background. Be careful not to let the other party find out."
Du Shan nodded: "Rest assured, Miss."
At that moment, Pei Jinghong called, with the surgery scheduled for the morning after next.
It gave her one full day to prepare.
Yun Ya suddenly remembered the woman from before; it seemed to be another miserable love story.
What could happen by the day after tomorrow?
Everyone fears death, but could that woman truly accept it with equanimity?
She had a feeling that something would definitely happen before the surgery.