Sweet and sweet! Mr. Bo is paranoid and hard to control.

Chapter 427 Threat
Assistant Lin saw the other party's tough attitude and didn't know what to say for a moment. He could only stand by silently.

The door of the emergency room had not yet been opened, but Mr. Fu slowly walked over from the other side.

"Ajin, I heard that your grandmother just came over. Where is she?" Old Fu was wearing a white coat, his temples were graying, and he had a kind smile on his face.

However, when he got closer, he realized something was wrong.

"I have asked her to go back first."

Bo Shaojin turned around slowly with a sullen look on his face.

"Your hand?" Elder Fu frowned in surprise, and then his eyes fell on Assistant Lin beside him, "He's injured like this, and you didn't even ask him to get it bandaged."

Assistant Lin bowed his head apologetically and said, "Mr. Fu!"

Mr. Fu's words were ostensibly a warning to Assistant Lin, but were actually meant for Bo Shaojin to hear.

Seeing that he was unmoved, Mr. Fu's expression became serious, "Come with me to bandage it."

"Mr. Fu, I'm fine." Bo Shaojin had a cold face and his words were mixed with a hint of impatience.

Seeing this, Elder Fu glanced at the door of the emergency room, and said calmly with a confident look on his face, "If you don't come with me to get the bandage, do you believe that your grandmother will come to kill you right away?"

What Mr. Fu said was undoubtedly a threat!

Assistant Lin stood nearby and didn't dare to breathe. These days, there are not many people who can make Mr. Bo speechless.

Seeing that Bo Shaojin didn't move at all, Old Fu said earnestly, "In your current condition, aren't you afraid of scaring the little girl?" After saying this, Old Fu took a step forward.

Bo Shaojin is tall and slender, and he exudes a cool and domineering aura.

Assistant Lin watched Mr. Fu's back getting farther and farther away, and he was very worried. If Mr. Fu couldn't persuade Mr. Bo, what would happen to Mr. Bo's wound?
When Assistant Lin was struggling with this, he saw Mr. Bo, with a sinister look on his face, slowly turn his head and walk towards the direction where Mr. Fu left.

However, after taking just one step, his lonely and gloomy back gradually turned around.

"Stay here and notify me immediately if anything happens."

"Okay, Mr. Bo." Assistant Lin responded nervously after hearing the other party's order.

In the spacious and quiet corridor, Assistant Lin looked at Mr. Bo's dejected back. This was the first time he saw Mr. Bo with such an expression.

In Assistant Lin's eyes, Mr. Bo has always been a calm and resolute person, and nothing can stump him.

However, since Miss An appeared, Mr. Bo has been changing at a speed visible to the naked eye. He has changed from being taciturn and indifferent at the beginning to a moody person.

Is this the power of love?

Assistant Lin sighed inwardly.

After the door of the emergency room was pushed open, Assistant Lin hurried forward.

Mr. Fu’s office.

The nurse bandaged Bo Shaojin's wound with great trepidation. Old Fu sat in his soft chair, watching the scene quietly.

After bandaging the wound, the nurse retreated in a cold sweat. Mr. Bo's aura was so strong that the nurses who were close to him felt oppressed.

Originally only the palm was bandaged, but now even the back of the hand was wrapped tightly. While the nurse was treating him, Mr. Fu could see the wound on his hand clearly.

In the depressing atmosphere, Bo Shaojin did not want to stay long. When he stood up and was about to leave, Fu Lao's forehead wrinkled slightly, and a few wrinkles appeared on his face, but it could not conceal his energetic mental state at all.

"Ah Jin, to love others you must first love yourself." Old Master Fu looked out the window with his empty pupils. "You must learn a lesson from your second uncle and Ah Xun. If you don't want to follow in their footsteps, don't make yourself look like a ghost. In the end, if your grandmother sees you, she won't say anything to you, but she might vent her anger on the little girl."

Mr. Fu gave a meaningful advice, with a hint of complicated emotions in his eyes.

Bo Shaojin stood tall. Elder Fu's words made his dark, cold eyes flash with a sinister light. "Thank you for your advice."

Seeing that he had listened, Mr. Fu felt relieved and said in a gentle tone, "The more you like something, the less you should show it to others. You have been dealing with the business world for many years, and you don't understand such a simple truth? When your weak points are in the hands of others, you are closer to losing them."

When he said this, a hint of melancholy clearly flashed across Mr. Fu's face.

Bo Shaojin suddenly turned around, his eyes showing a hint of dark currents. "Did you lose my grandma in the same way?"

Mr. Fu was stunned.

When he came to his senses, he found that he was the only one left in the huge medical office.

A hint of bitterness escaped from the corner of his mouth, and then he shook his head in relief and lamented, "It's all in the past, it's all in the past."

Bo Shaojin walked briskly in the long corridor, and the cold aura emanating from him frightened the nurses passing by. From a distance, no one even dared to step forward to say hello.

Seeing him walking towards the emergency room, the head nurse came forward and led him to the VIP ward.

Assistant Lin stayed by the bed until he saw someone come in. He immediately stepped forward respectfully and repeated An Yin's examination results.

"Everyone, go down." Bo Shaojin walked to the little girl's bed with heavy steps.

"Okay, Mr. Bo." Assistant Lin and the head nurse retreated one after another.

An Yin was receiving an IV on the back of her fair hand, and she was lying on the hospital bed at the moment, with her eyes slightly closed and her long eyelashes fluttering constantly, which showed that she was not sleeping soundly.

His gaze stayed on the little girl's red and swollen eyes. Thinking back to his previous crazy behavior, a hint of hostility seeped between his brows.

He didn't regret asking her to take a pregnancy test, but his method was too rough and frightened the timid girl, which was why he felt guilty.

In the bright ward, he stood with his back straight, a look of pain and loneliness in his eyes. He occasionally stared at the little girl on the bed, as if he was thinking about something.

His breathing gradually became heavier, and he suddenly found that his feelings for the little girl seemed increasingly difficult to conceal.

The potion was injected into An Yin's body drop by drop.

An Yin, who had fallen into a coma, only felt a dull pain in her head and her eyelids became extremely heavy. In a daze, she tried her best to open her eyes. In the dim light, she seemed to see a mighty and strong figure, so familiar.

He exuded an innate aura of nobility. From her perspective, the man was gazing at her from a superior position.

An Yin drooped her eyelids and whispered, "Bo Shaojin"

She looked very weak, and her delicate and beautiful face showed a confused expression. Bo Shaojin was sure that she was not conscious at the moment.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?" Bo Shaojin bent down and asked in a hoarse voice.

At this moment, he did not realize that the tone of his voice was unnaturally gentle.