My Wife is a Beautiful CEO

What Do I Owe Him

In a private ward at a hospital located in Beijing, the dim lights flickered over a man lying soullessly on the hospital bed. His eyes were completely void of any emotions or expressions.

Even the nurse who came in to renew the glucose transfusion avoided eye contact with him as she anxiously hung a new bag of solution onto the metal stand.

The man in the hospital gown was none other than Yang Lie—the man who had his cultivation purged from his body by Yang Chen.

The moment he woke up, he found himself lying on a hospital bed completely weak to his bones.

It was then that he realized that his meridians were completely hollow. Death was a far less cruel punishment!

His return from Kunlun to Beijing was greeted with a position as general of the garrison force by his father Yang Pojun. His future prospects were looking great, but instead all that he was now was a piece of scum!

Yang Lie was unsure of how he would face Yang Pojun or rather, Yang Gongming. He was glad the the news of hispunishment had not yet spread. But something like this couldnt stay hidden forever. And when the time comes to reveal it, he will have to face hell!

His hatred and agony towards Yang Chen nonetheless was the sole reason to stay alive.

At this moment the ward door was once again pushed open. There stood a ruffled, bearded man dressed in white. He held a sinister smile as he walked towards the ward bed.

“Tsk tsk. Look at how pathetic you have become without your cultivation and internal energy. At least the glucose transfusion is keeping you alive.” The visitor, to Yang Lies surprise, was Yan Buwen!

Yang Lie shifted his gaze towards him, and asked in a dull manner, “Yan Buwen, its amazing that you still have the guts to visit me.”

“Master Yang, what do you mean by that? Were friends. When I caught wind of your incident, I made it a point to visit you,” Yan Buwen said with a cunning grin.