Quick Transmigration: The Yandere Boss Pretends to Be Well After He's Gone Mad

Chapter 24 Violent Aesthetics: Yandere Male Ghost Top VS Arrogant, Sharp-tongued, Wealthy Human Bott

When Jiang Xiyu carried the person out, the assistant rushed forward and was terrified when he saw Shang Shi's blood-stained face.

The bodyguards rushed over to take the person away, but Jiang Xiyu shook his head. Thinking of the person he had knocked unconscious in the alley, he raised his chin slightly and gestured to the bodyguards, "Clean up the inside."

"Yes."

The assistant quickly opened the car door.

Jiang Xiyu carefully placed the person on the back seat, supporting him with his hands on the way to the hospital to prevent further injury to his head.

The assistant turned around, handed over a wet wipe, and asked with concern, "What's wrong with Young Master Shang?"

Jiang Xiyu didn't speak, but took the wet tissue and wiped the blood off Shang Shi's face bit by bit, revealing his face, which was gradually turning pale due to blood loss. Some blood even dripped into his eyes. Jiang Xiyu had no choice but to wipe them symbolically. Finally, he stared at the corners of Shang Shi's eyes, which were unusually bright because of the blood, and was slightly lost in thought.

Delicate and pitiful.

Jiang Xiyu watched quietly for a while, and a strange sense of guilt welled up in her heart.

He should have kept quiet and stopped Shang Shi.

The other party is an Alpha; even if that brat Shang Shi hits him on the head, it shouldn't be fatal...

After all, he was very skilled at smashing people's heads.

On the contrary, that Alpha didn't know his own strength and smashed it on this pretty little head. Damn it, I don't know if Shang Shi's life is still safe.

Thinking this, he quickly instructed the driver to drive faster.

With bodyguards leading the way, the journey didn't take very long.

Until they arrived at the hospital.

Jiang Xiyu watched as the person was wheeled into the operating room before realizing that her entire right hand was numb.

He had his assistant stand guard outside while he went to the restroom to clean the blood off his hands. As the blood flowed down with the water, Jiang Xiyu frowned slightly. Looking through the mirror, he noticed blood on his suit jacket as well, so he simply took it off and threw it into the nearby trash can.

When Jiang Xiyu returned to the operating room, he instructed his assistant: "Take good care of those people and don't let the news reach the old man."

The assistant replied, "Okay."

"Oh, by the way, did you bring back the person I asked you to deal with earlier?"

"The bodyguards have already taken him under their control. I will handle everything once everyone who was beaten by Young Master Shang wakes up, so you don't need to worry, Young Master."

The people the old man sent were just asking for something to complete the task, so it wasn't difficult to get it done.

Jiang Xiyu nodded in satisfaction, turned her head to look in the direction of the operating room, and after a while, casually found a seat and sat down.

After the surgery, the doctor came out and said it was nothing serious, just a few stitches in his head and a possible concussion.

Jiang Xiyu was somewhat relieved after hearing this.

With so much blood loss, I thought he was going to die.

However, upon further reflection, he realized that the Alpha who threw the stone at Shang Shi must have been exhausted from the ordeal. Otherwise, given the ferocity with which the stone was thrown, it couldn't have been just a simple concussion; it would have sent Shang Shi straight to meet the King of Hell.

The medical staff transferred Shang Shi to a VIP ward.

Jiang Xiyu was worried that something might happen to the person, so she didn't go back to the apartment. Instead, she asked her assistant to bring over a change of clothes.

At night, the wind outside the window lifted a corner of the gauze curtain, and the pale moonlight eagerly crept in. Jiang Xiyu, sitting on the sofa not far away, felt the coolness, closed her laptop, and got up to close the window.

The person in the hospital bed is still unconscious.

Jiang Xiyu rarely saw Shang Shi looking so weak, and she walked over out of curiosity, staring at him quietly for a while.

Because of excessive blood loss, Shang Shi's face looked extremely pale. Her originally beautiful eyebrows and eyes had become inexplicably soft, and even her usually bright red lips had become dull and colorless.

She looked like a flower that had been drained by the rain, fragile, harmless, and without any aggression.

His pitiful face didn't resemble his father's at all.

For no apparent reason, this sentence suddenly popped into Jiang Xiyu's mind.

In her memory, the original owner had seen a photo of Shang Shi's father in Grandpa Jiang's study. He was an extremely handsome and wild Alpha, with the same appearance as Grandpa Jiang, and was very oppressive and aggressive. Shang Shi was only similar to them in spirit, but her appearance was completely different and gentle.

Perhaps, he looks more like his Alpha father who gave birth to him.

That wildness in his bones and the gentleness on the outside, two completely different qualities, are cleverly blended in one person, which is why he sometimes seems crazy and sometimes well-behaved.

That's really scary.

At least Jiang Xiyu once suspected that he might be schizophrenic.

Suddenly, the person on the hospital bed trembled restlessly, his brows furrowed, as if he were trapped in a nightmare.

"Come with me, and I will train you to be the most outstanding Alpha."

"Shang Shi, your smile is just like that person's."

"Smile, why don't you smile? You look so beautiful when you smile!"

In his dream, the Alpha smiled and reached out to him. The venomous snake tattooed on his arm, with its fangs fully exposed, clung to him like a leech, dragging Shang Shi into a living hell.

After an unknown amount of time, a highly poisonous flower emerged from the rotting ground. The flower was beautiful, but its fragrance was a chilling, bloody stench.

Alpha smiled sinisterly, quite pleased with his new creation.

Then, this highly poisonous flower, smiling, poisoned him to death.

……

The next day, when Shang Shi woke up, it was already broad daylight outside.

As if suddenly pulled from a nightmare, Shang Shi stared blankly at the ceiling, his gaze unfocused.

He hadn't dreamt in a long time, nor had he seen that person in a long time. The sudden thought made a habitual, uncontrollable smile rise on his lips.

But before the curve was fully formed, he keenly sensed that in addition to the smell of disinfectant, there was also a faint fragrance of jasmine in the ward.

It tastes like Jiangxi Yu.

At that moment, the faint sounds in the ward brought him back to reality.

Shang Shi turned his head in the direction of the sound, his pupils refocused, and his gaze slowly locked onto Jiang Xiyu.

Jiang Xiyu didn't notice that Shang Shi had woken up; she only felt that the light was too bright, so she decided to draw the curtains.

When he finished and turned around, he found that Shang Shi was tilting his head and staring straight at him.

His gaze was fixed, as if he were watching some kind of prey, unwavering.

Seeing his stunned expression, Jiang Xiyu raised an eyebrow slightly: "You're awake."

"Brother..." Shang Shi was overjoyed to see Jiang Xiyu was really there and wanted to call out to him, but when he opened his mouth, he found that his voice was a little hoarse.

It sounds awful...

That sounded awful.

Shang Shi shut his mouth, braced himself against the edge of the bed, and prepared to get up.

Jiang Xiyu glanced at him coldly and said in a deep voice, "If you're not afraid of death, then move."

Shang Shi loosened his grip on the edge of the bed, his gaze following Jiang Xiyu's movements.

The outside light was blocked by the gauze curtain, and a hazy halo enveloped Jiang Xiyu, making him appear surprisingly gentle.

Perhaps it was Shang Shi's imagination, but when he closed his eyes and opened them again, his eyes were visibly red, wet and glistening, as if he was about to cry.

Shang Shi whispered to Jiang Xiyu, "Brother, it hurts so much..."

Jiang Xiyu was stunned by those words. After realizing what was happening, he looked at Shang Shi, whose tears were falling so easily, and felt wronged as if he wasn't the culprit.

Jiang Xiyu sighed deeply and asked helplessly, "Why are you crying?"

Shang Shi looked at Jiang Xiyu pitifully, sniffled, and choked out, "Brother, my head really hurts so much. I didn't expect it to hurt this much, boohoo..."

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Jiang Xiyu: "..."