My Silly, Sweet Wife

The VIP lounge was quickly cleaned up, and everyone who had no relevance left, leaving only Ye Guichen and a few others.

Initially, Wang Jinglun wanted Professor John to find a place to rest for a while, but seeing that his eyes were fixed on Ye Guichen as if he were staring at a beautiful woman without clothes, he realized John wouldn’t leave, so he sighed and said nothing.

Anyway, he had lost face in front of Professor John today, so another incident wouldn’t make much difference.

”Zhou Hongyi, what do you say now?” Wang Jinglun looked at Zhou Hongyi, filled with disappointment.

Zhou Hongyi, this Vice Dean, had been promoted by Wang Jinglun himself. As Wang Jinglun was getting older, he originally planned to have Zhou Hongyi take over as the Dean after he retired.

However, Zhou Hongyi’s performance today made Wang Jinglun very disappointed.

”Dean, I’m innocent!” Zhou Hongyi dropped to his knees with a thud in front of Wang Jinglun: ”I admit, Brother Ye indeed has remarkable medical skills, being able to treat such a difficult condition with silver needles. I was just testing him earlier. But I swear I’m innocent; I would never dare to accept money from others.”

Ye Guichen’s lips twitched upon hearing this. This guy’s shamelessness was really impressive.

With so many people here, he changes his words without concern.

”Our Vice Dean Zhou, according to you, whatever you say is just nonsense, right?” Ye Guichen said sarcastically.

Zhou Hongyi hated Ye Guichen to the core at this moment, but admitting to taking bribes would be his complete downfall.

So, no matter what, he had already decided firmly not to admit it.

”Brother Ye, let’s keep things separate. I admit, it was my mistake not recognizing that Wu Caijun had the snake puncture rash instead of a common sore. But the bribery accusation, that’s not true. Are you trying to force me to confess?”

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of Zhou Hongyi’s mouth.

With just two lips, without the slightest evidence, relying solely on Wu Caijun’s words, no one could prove he took bribes.

Wang Jinglun was open-mouthed, feeling conflicted.

Asking further wouldn’t bring any result.

Ye Guichen naturally understood Zhou Hongyi’s intention and sneered: ”I mentioned earlier, someone like you deserves to have the snake puncture rash. Heh, since you want to resist, I don’t mind playing along.”

As he spoke, Ye Guichen approached Zhou Hongyi, flicking his wrist to produce a silver needle.

The needle had yellow pus, clearly extracted from Wu Caijun earlier.

”Actually, this snake puncture rash is not highly infectious, but if it can penetrate the bone marrow, it grows from the inside out, causing unbearable itching within seconds.” Ye Guichen’s lips curled into a cold smile, scaring Zhou Hongyi into retreating several steps: ”What, what are you planning?”

”You’ll know soon enough.” Ye Guichen gently flicked his finger.

In the next instant, after a barely audible sound, Zhou Hongyi felt a cool sensation in his throat and touched it, his expression changing drastically: ”You, you inserted the needle into my body?”

”Yes, at the Renying acupoint. It’ll make your throat feel as if it’s burning with fire.”

With Ye Guichen’s words, Zhou Hongyi’s pupils suddenly constricted, and he pulled the needle out.

However, his voice carried an indescribable hoarseness, like a red-hot iron: ”Ahhhh, it’s so painful, so painful!”

Zhou Hongyi forcefully grabbed his throat, soon bleeding profusely.

This scene sent chills down everyone’s spine.

Every person looking at Ye Guichen had an intense fear in their eyes.

Is this man a devil?

Zhou Zhiruo shivered, rushing to Zhou Hongyi’s side: ”Dad, what’s wrong? What’s happening to you?”