Chapter 239
Lin Jiji didn’t take Sister Rose’s advice to heart.
In his eyes, Xiaoyue and the assistant beneath him were both just playthings for him to vent his lust on. The only difference between the two was that the former was slightly prettier and had some fame.
As for Xiaoyue’s backer, he couldn’t care less.
Lin Jiji had long since figured out the unwritten rules of the entertainment industry.
If a man wanted to climb the ladder, he had to suck up to all sorts of female investors and producers until they were satisfied.
If a woman wanted to get famous, she had to please all kinds of male sponsors and directors!
Xiaoyue had debuted four or five years ago but had always remained lukewarm. Even if she had a backer, they couldn’t be that powerful. At most, she had probably just slept with a few second-rate investors or directors.
If something really happened, the company wouldn’t even need to get involved. Lin Jiji could just find a few prettier, more obedient starlets than Xiaoyue, send them to those big shots’ beds, and immediately smooth over any trouble.
Brimming with confidence, Lin Jiji savored his assistant’s eager service while fantasizing about the near future, picturing Xiaoyue pinned beneath him, being brutally ravaged.
In his excitement, his actions became increasingly crude and brutal.
He grabbed his assistant’s hair with both hands, forcefully pressing her head down onto his crotch.
As he thrusted his hips, the exquisite tightness made him let out a satisfied growl.
But the assistant kneeling on the floor was in absolute misery.
The foul-smelling thing filled her mouth, its relentless thrusting making her eyes roll back in suffocating pain as drool streamed from her lips.
"GACK—Feels good! So damn good, baby."
"I really want to fuck this little mouth of yours raw."
"Feels so good! Next time I get the chance, I’m definitely going to torture that slut Xiaoyue just like this. Her mouth is so fucking sexy. I’m going to do this to her too."
Lin Jiji shouted in pleasure as he looked down to admire his assistant’s pained, contorted face.
But when he couldn’t help but try to imagine his assistant as Xiaoyue, Chenyang’s face unexpectedly surfaced in his mind.
Rage suddenly flared in his heart, causing him to curse out loud while continuing his crude thrusts. "You bastard! I was the one who told you to save me first, but you only had eyes for that slut Xiaoyue!"
"You bastard, are you into Xiaoyue too? Don’t even think about it! Before I’ve had her, I won’t allow a piece of trash like you to suck up to her."
"Driver, hurry up and take me to see Xiaoyue! That bastard Chenyang is at the City Hospital too. I can’t give him a chance to get close to her!"
As Lin Jiji barked his order at the driver, his expression grew even more ferocious.
It was as if he was worried Chenyang would get close to Xiaoyue and that something would happen between them.
The sense of urgency and boundless rage nearly made him snap!
To vent his frustration, he violently grabbed his assistant’s hair and yanked her up.
Then, before the assistant could even react, he shoved her onto the car seat and, without a moment’s pause, swung his leg over and mounted her...
"No... Brother Ji, you... don’t... don’t choke me... I... *sob*... I can’t breathe~!"
While Lin Jiji was choking his assistant and fiercely thrusting at her mouth, Chenyang had already returned to the hospital and thrown himself into treating the injured.
The final casualty count from the car crash had not yet been tallied.
But the City Hospital alone had already received thirty-seven people.
And among them, thirty-one were seriously injured!
Key doctors from multiple departments—Emergency, Orthopedics, Surgery, and Internal Medicine—had all been pulled together.
Diagnosing patients, holding consultations, coordinating treatment plans, and performing emergency procedures for patients whose conditions suddenly worsened—all of these tasks kept Chenyang and the others so busy they could barely think straight.
As a result, they were completely unaware of the trouble Lin Jiji was stirring up online.
"Dr. Chen, Director Liu wants you to go check on the patient in bed four right away."
Chenyang had just managed to snatch a moment to grab a bottle of water, but before he could even twist the cap off, a nurse’s urgent call rang out.
Chenyang hurried over. "What’s wrong?"
"Sudden ventricular fibrillation, vomiting blood, and blood in his stool. We’ve done a CT scan and an ultrasound, but we can’t find the source of the bleeding. Director Liu wants you to take a look from a Traditional Chinese Medicine perspective."
"Does the patient have a prior medical history?"
"He has a history of hypertension, but it’s been stable with medication. We just took his blood pressure; it was 140 over 95. For a man in his fifties, that blood pressure should be considered normal."
"What about his temperature?"
"Temperature... We took it once when he arrived, it was 37.8 degrees Celsius. We’ve been too busy to take it again."
Chenyang remembered that the patient in bed four was a thin, middle-aged man in his fifties. At the scene of the accident, he had a comminuted fracture in his lower right leg but no other external injuries. Compared to the other patients, his condition had been considered one of the least severe.
But now, his condition had suddenly worsened?!