At this moment, Ren Yuanhao had changed into his black trench coat and, unnoticed by the caregivers, quietly slipped out of the private clinic.
"DiDi, yo, Ren Yuanhao, how are you feeling?"
As Ren Yuanhao boarded the bus, the system's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"How am I feeling? The fact that I'm not dead is good enough."
"Actually, you were supposed to die."
Ren Yuanhao only remembered being surrounded by three people in the dense forest outside the mountain tomb. He had no memory of what happened afterward, not even who had saved him.
"What do you mean, who saved me?"
"Let me put it this way: the person who saved you in the cemetery woods was your brother Liu Yu, and the one who truly pulled you back from the brink of death was Ji Fu."
"Brother Liu? Why is he back? Did he find out Liu Furou's whereabouts? Is that why he specifically came to tell me?" Da Feng Novel Network
"Hey, hey, hey, aren't you focusing on the wrong thing? Miss Ji Fu, with her noble status, didn't hesitate to transfuse her blood into you, which is why you're alive now. And you, you couldn't care less, always thinking about that woman you can't find. Men really are pigs."
Ren Yuanhao sighed and said, "Occasional blood transfusion is good for the body. You artificial intelligence are probably just artificially disabled, aren't you?"
"Oh? Your wings have grown strong, haven't they? Do you want to experience full-body electrotherapy?"
"No, I know System Miss is the most amazing. Can you tell me where Brother Liu is now?"
This was what Ren Yuanhao truly cared about. However, the system probably felt it necessary to make him realize how much his body needed rest and to know how much Ji Fu had sacrificed for him over those two or three days.
"I don't know where Liu Yu is, but I do need to say something about Ji Fu. Don't you have a screw loose?"
"What the hell? System Miss, did you eat gunpowder today, or has no one argued with you in a long time and you just want to have a good quarrel to feel better?"
"No, I'm just speaking up for that little girl Ji Fu."
"What, as if I'll fall in love with her just because you speak up for her?"
"What a thankless wretch. You have no idea how dangerous you were that day, how much blood you lost. And on top of that, you have rare blood. Miss Ji Fu transfused over 1000 milliliters of blood into you at once, nearly dragging her to the gates of hell!"
These words made Ren Yuanhao blush furiously. He had donated blood before and knew what a transfusion volume of over 1000 milliliters meant. Generally, the human body would be in mortal danger after losing 1200-1500 milliliters of blood, let alone a young woman.
At the same time, he suddenly realized something. If Liu Yu had indeed saved him, then Ji Fu should know Liu Yu's whereabouts!
With this thought, Ren Yuanhao suddenly signaled the bus driver to stop, leaped out of the bus, took out his phone, and dialed Ji Fu's number.
"Hello, Ren Yuanhao. It seems you know to call me actively. Your injuries must have improved, right?"
"Much better. Where are you now? I want to ask you something in person."
Ji Fu was lying on a soft sofa in the library's lounge area, idly flipping through "Six Records of a Floating Life." After the hustle and bustle, the leisurely and tranquil days were particularly pleasant. Moreover, Ren Yuanhao's proactive call made her tired body feel much better.
"Hello, no need to say any thank you words. After all, you risked your life to protect me, and I... well, I feel the same about you."
Ren Yuanhao naturally wouldn't give up. Although Ji Fu said she didn't want to see him, she was eager to see Ren Yuanhao. In fact, she had even wondered if she had really fallen for him. However, fate was like a shackle; sometimes, you couldn't break free just by struggling desperately.
"Okay, wait for me at the sanatorium. I'll be there soon."
As soon as Ji Fu finished speaking, she heard a harsh braking sound from Ren Yuanhao's end!
"Ren Yuanhao! You, you didn't run out, did you! Your injuries~"
Before Ji Fu could finish, she heard urgent shouts from the other end of the phone!
"Murder! Help!"
Then, the call was disconnected.
Ren Yuanhao turned his head and saw a knife-wielding thug in the middle of the road holding a girl of about eighteen or nineteen hostage. He also forced a large oil tanker to stop, demanding that the truck driver get out immediately, or he would slit the girl's throat!
The truck driver's face turned pale with fear. He dared not disobey and sullenly got out of the truck.
"The car keys, quickly!" The thug held the knife in his right hand, the blade very close to the girl's neck. If he applied any more pressure, a bloodstain would appear on her neck. The girl's mother fell to her knees, terrified. Many people were watching, but no one dared to step forward to rescue her, as the thug was extremely unstable.
The driver tremblingly took out the keys and threw them in front of the thug, then cautiously retreated. The girl's mother knelt on the ground, crying, "Don't hurt my daughter, please. You want money, I have it. Take whatever you want, just don't hurt my daughter~"
"Heh heh, what's the use of money? I just want you all to die!"
The thug seemed to be on drugs. When he spoke, his muscles twitched and trembled madly. Just then, Ren Yuanhao's phone rang!
"Whose damn phone is ringing? Did you call the police!"
The thug's knife blade moved even closer to the girl's neck. Crimson blood slowly flowed down the girl's neck. The girl was so scared her legs went weak, but she knew that if she collapsed, she would inevitably scrape against the cold blade and might even cut her throat to death. So, she desperately leaned back against the thug, her body stiff like a dead shrimp.
"Whose damn phone is it? Get out here!"
The thug's emotions became even more agitated. At this moment, Ren Yuanhao raised his hands, slowly walked through the tense crowd, and approached the thug step by step.
"Hey, I want to negotiate."
Ren Yuanhao stopped at the position of the girl's mother and slowly put down his phone.
"Negotiate your mother's damn conditions! Do you deserve it!"
Ren Yuanhao didn't answer immediately. Instead, he lit a cigarette and walked alone towards the oil tanker. All the onlookers were suddenly frightened and scattered.
"Crazy!"
"Yeah, he's a complete lunatic!"
"Everyone, stop watching. Your lives are more important."
Ren Yuanhao's brow was furrowed, showing no fear. Instead, he leaned against the oil tanker and said in an extremely lazy voice, "Now, do I have the qualifications to negotiate?"
"Well said, lunatic. We're birds of a feather. Fine, speak, what are your terms?" The thug grinned sinisterly, looking at Ren Yuanhao as if he were one of his own.
"Since we're both crazy, how about I become the hostage?"