Chapter 58: The Joy of Slapping the Faces of Those in Power

Bao Yancheng picked her up and strode out of the hospital.

"Cheng Tong, start the car."

Wen Wanzhi felt nauseous from the jostling.

She forced her eyelids open and realized she was not dreaming.

The one holding her was Bao Yancheng, his expression taut.

A wave of discomfort welled up inside her.

Why would Bao Yancheng come?

Could it be that he knew about her illness...

"Put me down..."

Bao Yancheng's eyes darkened, ignoring Wen Wanzhi's struggle as he gripped her even tighter.

Wen Wanzhi's stomach churned. Covering her mouth, she used all her strength to punch Bao Yancheng in the chest.

"Cough, quickly put me down, I'm going to throw up...!"

Bao Yancheng reflexively stopped in his tracks and gently set Wen Wanzhi down.

Wen Wanzhi made it to the trash can at the entrance and dry heaved a few times but vomited nothing.

With tears of retching in her eyes, she took the handkerchief Bao Yancheng offered.

Wiping her mouth, she straightened up.