Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 298: Chapter 298
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After an unknown period of time, the man who was lying on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
The moment he saw me, his face revealed a look of surprise and horror.
"You... What do you want?" The man took a deep breath and looked around sharply.
When he realized that he was in the hospital ward, the panic in his eyes disappeared.
However, in the next second, when he saw the iron wrench in my hand, he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but he realized that he could not move his entire body. A trace of confusion flashed across his dark eyes, but there was also fear.
"What... what's wrong with me?" The man stared straight at me. His face, which had lost too much blood, revealed a trace of fear. It was as if he did not understand why he could not move.
"I'll only give you one chance now." I sat by his bed and gently shook the wrench in my hand. I lowered my voice and revealed an elegant and calm smile on my lips. I stared at the man on the bed and said gently, "Tell me who wants my life. Otherwise, I won't let you walk out of here alive."
The man on the bed looked at me coldly. His lips curled into a mocking smile, as if he was certain that I wouldn't have the guts to kill him in the hospital.
"Aren't you going to tell me?" I sighed helplessly. The next second, I lifted his blanket and smashed the wrench in my hand at his leg.
The man did not seem to feel pain, but he heard the sound of bones breaking.
Before he could ask, I narrowed my eyes and said slowly, "I'm sorry, I forgot to remind you. Can't you feel any pain all over your body now? That's because I gave you a general anesthetic, so you can't feel it for an hour. You can't even feel anything except your brain."
After saying that, I slowly stood up and placed the wrench on the table again. Then, I took out the fruit knife I brought with me and smiled disdainfully. "However, in an hour, the pain in your entire body will determine whether you live or die."
"Are you crazy? This is a hospital. You're killing me in a hospital?" The man frowned slightly, as if he didn't believe that I would really kill him.
But in the next second, I held the knife and gently slashed across his arm.
The man seemed to have realized that his body did not have any senses. A trace of nervousness appeared on his face. Then, I slashed his wrist ruthlessly.
A trace of confusion and shock flashed across his pitch-black pupils. "Are you... are you crazy?"
The man wanted to call for help, but he realized that his voice was getting softer.
I slowly raised my head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall not far away. I leaned close to the man's ear and spoke again. "You have twenty minutes. If you don't tell me who sent you to kill me, you'll sleep forever.
"Perhaps when you wake up again, you might be woken up by the pain, or you might never wake up. But don't worry, your brain will remain awake and wait for death."
The man subconsciously looked at his cut wrist. Blood dripped onto the ground. There was a hint of fear in his eyes. Even if a person wanted to commit suicide, in the face of death, they still had a survival instinct.
The man took a deep breath. He tried to reach out and press the alarm beside the bed, but after some effort, he realized that it was futile.
He stared at me expressionlessly, his expression changing from anger to viciousness to final despair.
"There are still ten minutes left. Do you feel that it's a little difficult for you to even say a complete sentence now?" I looked at the man with pity and let out a long sigh. "Are you willing to tell me the answer now?"
The man's lips moved and then gently closed. After realizing that he really could not feel any pain, he finally nodded helplessly and compromised.
I asked, "Did Kailyn tell you to kidnap me?"
The man frowned slightly and hummed reluctantly.
Immediately after, I threw out a second question. "Does she want to kill me?"
The man did not speak. He seemed to be thinking about something, or perhaps he was wondering if he would have a chance to live if he told me everything he knew.
But while he was still deep in thought, I picked up the knife and stabbed him in the thigh.
The man seemed to be shocked by my crazy actions and nodded quickly.
After getting the answer I wanted, I nodded in satisfaction. Then, I let out a long sigh. "I didn't expect Kailyn to be so bold as to want to kill me. Where do you think she got the guts? Did she make the decision on her own or was the person who wanted to kill me actually her mother? Or was it my father?"
Beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead. The next second, someone suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
At this moment, the man lying on the bed suddenly sat up and shrank in the corner of the bed in fear. He was trembling in fear and shouted, "Save me, she... she wants to kill me."
At this moment, I smiled at him calmly and pulled open the curtains. The originally dark room instantly regained its light.
I took out my phone, which was livestreaming, and looked at the people flooding in. The comments were densely packed.
A person wrote: [I didn't expect a kidnapper to be so easily frightened. She managed to deceive the mastermind in just a few sentences! How exciting!]
Another person said: [But is the real murderer who wants to kill her the stepmother or the father? However, her half-sister is definitely involved.]
A third person said: [Miss, it's better not to reply to the Parks family. It's too scary...]
Someone else said: [Why not go back? She has to go back and tear her vicious stepmother apart.]
I turned off the live broadcast because a lot of medical staff had rushed into the ward.
The man who was lying on the bed stared at me with his eyes wide open. He covered his bleeding left wrist with his hand and stared at his immobile leg. He said in a terrified voice, "She... She just smashed my calf with a wrench and stabbed my thigh and wrist with a knife. You... you guys have to call the police."
A doctor in a white coat and a policeman in plain clothes walked in and looked at the man as if he was an idiot.
The nurse looked at the man in confusion and asked, "Sir, are you sure your thigh, calf, and arm are injured?"
"Hurry up and bandage my wound," the man said in a panic.
The moment he saw me, his face revealed a look of surprise and horror.
"You... What do you want?" The man took a deep breath and looked around sharply.
When he realized that he was in the hospital ward, the panic in his eyes disappeared.
However, in the next second, when he saw the iron wrench in my hand, he subconsciously wanted to raise his hand, but he realized that he could not move his entire body. A trace of confusion flashed across his dark eyes, but there was also fear.
"What... what's wrong with me?" The man stared straight at me. His face, which had lost too much blood, revealed a trace of fear. It was as if he did not understand why he could not move.
"I'll only give you one chance now." I sat by his bed and gently shook the wrench in my hand. I lowered my voice and revealed an elegant and calm smile on my lips. I stared at the man on the bed and said gently, "Tell me who wants my life. Otherwise, I won't let you walk out of here alive."
The man on the bed looked at me coldly. His lips curled into a mocking smile, as if he was certain that I wouldn't have the guts to kill him in the hospital.
"Aren't you going to tell me?" I sighed helplessly. The next second, I lifted his blanket and smashed the wrench in my hand at his leg.
The man did not seem to feel pain, but he heard the sound of bones breaking.
Before he could ask, I narrowed my eyes and said slowly, "I'm sorry, I forgot to remind you. Can't you feel any pain all over your body now? That's because I gave you a general anesthetic, so you can't feel it for an hour. You can't even feel anything except your brain."
After saying that, I slowly stood up and placed the wrench on the table again. Then, I took out the fruit knife I brought with me and smiled disdainfully. "However, in an hour, the pain in your entire body will determine whether you live or die."
"Are you crazy? This is a hospital. You're killing me in a hospital?" The man frowned slightly, as if he didn't believe that I would really kill him.
But in the next second, I held the knife and gently slashed across his arm.
The man seemed to have realized that his body did not have any senses. A trace of nervousness appeared on his face. Then, I slashed his wrist ruthlessly.
A trace of confusion and shock flashed across his pitch-black pupils. "Are you... are you crazy?"
The man wanted to call for help, but he realized that his voice was getting softer.
I slowly raised my head and glanced at the clock hanging on the wall not far away. I leaned close to the man's ear and spoke again. "You have twenty minutes. If you don't tell me who sent you to kill me, you'll sleep forever.
"Perhaps when you wake up again, you might be woken up by the pain, or you might never wake up. But don't worry, your brain will remain awake and wait for death."
The man subconsciously looked at his cut wrist. Blood dripped onto the ground. There was a hint of fear in his eyes. Even if a person wanted to commit suicide, in the face of death, they still had a survival instinct.
The man took a deep breath. He tried to reach out and press the alarm beside the bed, but after some effort, he realized that it was futile.
He stared at me expressionlessly, his expression changing from anger to viciousness to final despair.
"There are still ten minutes left. Do you feel that it's a little difficult for you to even say a complete sentence now?" I looked at the man with pity and let out a long sigh. "Are you willing to tell me the answer now?"
The man's lips moved and then gently closed. After realizing that he really could not feel any pain, he finally nodded helplessly and compromised.
I asked, "Did Kailyn tell you to kidnap me?"
The man frowned slightly and hummed reluctantly.
Immediately after, I threw out a second question. "Does she want to kill me?"
The man did not speak. He seemed to be thinking about something, or perhaps he was wondering if he would have a chance to live if he told me everything he knew.
But while he was still deep in thought, I picked up the knife and stabbed him in the thigh.
The man seemed to be shocked by my crazy actions and nodded quickly.
After getting the answer I wanted, I nodded in satisfaction. Then, I let out a long sigh. "I didn't expect Kailyn to be so bold as to want to kill me. Where do you think she got the guts? Did she make the decision on her own or was the person who wanted to kill me actually her mother? Or was it my father?"
Beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead. The next second, someone suddenly pushed the door open and entered.
At this moment, the man lying on the bed suddenly sat up and shrank in the corner of the bed in fear. He was trembling in fear and shouted, "Save me, she... she wants to kill me."
At this moment, I smiled at him calmly and pulled open the curtains. The originally dark room instantly regained its light.
I took out my phone, which was livestreaming, and looked at the people flooding in. The comments were densely packed.
A person wrote: [I didn't expect a kidnapper to be so easily frightened. She managed to deceive the mastermind in just a few sentences! How exciting!]
Another person said: [But is the real murderer who wants to kill her the stepmother or the father? However, her half-sister is definitely involved.]
A third person said: [Miss, it's better not to reply to the Parks family. It's too scary...]
Someone else said: [Why not go back? She has to go back and tear her vicious stepmother apart.]
I turned off the live broadcast because a lot of medical staff had rushed into the ward.
The man who was lying on the bed stared at me with his eyes wide open. He covered his bleeding left wrist with his hand and stared at his immobile leg. He said in a terrified voice, "She... She just smashed my calf with a wrench and stabbed my thigh and wrist with a knife. You... you guys have to call the police."
A doctor in a white coat and a policeman in plain clothes walked in and looked at the man as if he was an idiot.
The nurse looked at the man in confusion and asked, "Sir, are you sure your thigh, calf, and arm are injured?"
"Hurry up and bandage my wound," the man said in a panic.
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