Fated to My Billionaire Husband

Chapter 1112: Chapter 1112: I Must Rush to Save Yufei Chapter 1112: Chapter 1112: I Must Rush to Save Yufei Chou Yinbo raised the corners of his mouth and smiled, “Why the panic? I didn’t say I wouldn’t give him the antidote, I just want him to come and get it himself.”

But Ruan Tianling’s current physical condition simply does not allow him to leave the hospital.

Jian Yufei’s heart was frantic with anxiety. Based on Ruan Tianling’s temperament, at this time, he would definitely leave the hospital.

Not even the King of Heaven could stop him.

Jian Yufei was so anxious that tears flowed out, “Chou Yinbo, if Ruan Tianling dies, I will go down with you!”

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The top floor of the hospital.

Ruan Tianling hung up the phone and immediately turned to head to the door.

He pushed hard on the door, which was locked from the outside, and he couldn’t push it open.

Ruan Tianling’s gaze fell on a chair. He picked it up and strode to the glass wall!

“Crash–” The sturdy chair slammed heavily against the wall, shattering it!

The polluted air from outside rushed at him, and Ruan Tianling frowned in discomfort.

The bodyguards who heard the noise rushed in and were shocked to see him breaking the glass wall.

“Young Master, what are you doing? You can’t leave the hospital yet!”

“Get out of the way!” Ruan Tianling was expressionless as he strode out, dialing Chou Yinbo’s number as he walked…

A few bodyguards followed behind him, entering the elevator with him.

Ruan Tianling didn’t stop them. The elevator doors closed, and at the same time, Chou Yinbo’s call connected.

“I need to rush to save Yufei now, I need your help…”

A few minutes later, the elevator reached the ground floor.

When the doors opened, only Ruan Tianling stepped out.

His pace was steady and fast, his sensuous thin lips pressed into a straight line.

There was a black Range Rover parked at the hospital entrance.

The man sitting inside saw him coming and proactively opened the car door for him.

Ruan Tianling didn’t hesitate for a second, bending down to get in.

The car door closed, and the vehicle slowly started.

“Mr. Ruan, it would be best to hand over anything you have on you,” said the man driving in a muted voice.

Ruan Tianling had nothing on him but a mobile phone.

He threw the phone to the other party, who directly tossed it out, and the high-quality phone was instantly crushed to pieces by a passing car.

The car didn’t head towards the bustling areas, but instead took routes with fewer vehicles and pedestrians.

“Boss, we’ve reached Middle Road now…” the man spoke into his headset.

“Good, I got it.”

The car made a sharp turn onto another road.

As they passed an intersection, a long truck came through, blocking the route for the cars behind.

Ruan Tianling’s subordinates were stuck behind and couldn’t continue to follow.

Ruan Tianling showed no signs of panic; he remained composed and unruffled, his gaze never flickering.

The car drove a distance further, entering a tunnel.

Several identical sedans were parked in the tunnel. The man stopped the car and opened the door, “Get into the first car, and make it quick.”

Ruan Tianling got out and sat in the first car.

Several sedans started simultaneously and drove out of the tunnel.

Outside the tunnel were two roads; the cars split into groups and went in different directions, and then split again at different intersections.

Ruan Tianling sat in the car, the windows all one-way see-through glass; people outside couldn’t see inside at all.

The car kept driving, circling around the city area.

Ruan Tianling could no longer hold on, pressing his fist to his lips as he coughed violently.

They say illness hits like a landslide.

That is when one’s resistance is weakened, viruses attack the body rapidly, and one quickly succumbs to illness.