Chapter 175 Regret
"She... She is the wife that I spent money to buy back, I spent one hundred thousand! She's mine!"
Bert paused.
Thousands!
He once put the woman on the tip of the heart, can only be bought by others one hundred thousand!
That's really sarcasm!
What the hell did he do?
Bert's eyes grew murderous.
Jick, who was nearby, immediately rushed up and snatched the man away, and had him taken down to the hospital.
As long as people don't die here, it's up to them what they want to do afterwards.
"Jick."
"Boss, we still send the lady to the hospital first."
Hearing this, Bert carried her to the hospital.
It's just that when we get to the door, Emma jumps down.
'You're breArchimedesng the law by tArchimedesng my sister away like this!
With the money in hand, she didn't want to give it up.
But when she saw the way the man had been taken away, she was afraid.
Bert's eyes were cold. "You won't be happy if anything happens to her."
Emma was a little reluctant, "You can take the person, no problem, but she has a child, please be kind and leave it to me."
"I beg your pardon?"
"Children..."
Emma's voice trailed off, and Bert felt a terrible pain in his heart.
He had thought the child was an excuse for her to trick him into coming, but it was true.
And it's been three months.
It must be theirs!
For the first time Bert knew what regret felt like.
He did not dare to do more stay, quickly took her to the hospital.
As to what to do with these people, Tom already felt the death in his eyes.
...
Wait until we get to the hospital.
Bert was standing just outside the room, and Bane was lying inside.
Her eyes were blank and she just stared at the ceiling like a lifeless puppet.
A moment later the doctor came out.
Bert kept his eyes on Bane. "How is she now?"
"The patient's condition is not optimistic now. She has been in a state of malnutrition for a long time, and she has taken a lot of sleeping pills. Her brain has been hit and there seems to be blood clots inside, and the situation is very dangerous.
The doctor did not say the rest, but Bert knew it all.
He looked a little pale.
"Don't worry about anything else, just give her the best treatment."
"Got it."
This was Bert's private hospital, and it was safe to put Bane there.
The doctor hesitated and then said, "The patient may need a psychiatrist."
Anyway, no first time to speak.
But he knew in his heart that Bane was in a really bad state of mind.
"The patient is on the verge of breArchimedesng down at any moment, and if something does go wrong it could lead to trouble."
"I'll leave it to you."
"All right."
Bert turned and went away, for there was so much to settle.
Tom had already arranged the time, and when he knew what had happened to Bane, even he wanted to kill them.
This is too much!
"Sir, we have investigated that a man brought Bane back from a fishing trip more than a month ago. Her wife Emma was in charge of tArchimedesng care of her, but they didn't really want to save her life. They still saw her beautiful and wanted to Sell her..."
By this time Tom was already feeling a great pressure.
Tom had to bite the bullet and speak.
"And they sold Bane for a hundred thousand, but ever since the family found out she was pregnant and wanted her baby, we've managed to control the town. We've given all the money we need. And the man who bought her is Wilson, who's in the hospital now."
The more Tom talked, the more terrible was the look in Bert's eyes. It was a long time since he had seen the face or the face of Bert.
This is the second time.
But when Bert gave that look, it proved that there were plenty of people about him who were in trouble.
But part of him did not want Bert to be so angry, and part of him did not want to let the crowd go so easily.
This kind of society is a complete scum, even if dead.
Jick came from a distance and said, "Boss, I'm in the hospital now. I can do whatever I want."
Then Bert stood up slowly, and his whole body smelled terrible.
Since Wilson came to the hospital to recuperate, he felt horrible every day.
Bert's face was fierce, and he knew that he would not be able to stay so safe for two days.
Several times he tried to escape, but there was nothing he could do. Bert had two bodyguards watching him all day and never left him even when he went to the bathroom.
It was like waiting to die, and he was really afraid.
If he hadn't gone to the woman, it probably wouldn't have happened.
He never thought the mean woman was so ruthless, dare to stab him with a knife.
Wilson was more or less annoyed.
After a while, someone came and took him away.
To be honest, he'd rather be in the hospital than out there.
At least for the moment it looks like he's safe.
But not so much outside.
He was carried blindfolded into the carriage, and when he came to himself he saw Bert.
The smell of Bert's body frightened him.
Wilson was horrified and begged for mercy.
Tears and snot flowed down in an instant.
"I don't know. I don't know anything. Emma sold it to me.
Bert sat in a chair beside him, his whole body glowing with rage.
Wilson kowtowed and kowtowed, bleeding from his forehead, but he did not stop.
With bodyguards all around him, there was no way he could escape now even if he wanted to.
It was full of Bert's people outside, and he was almost frightened to death as Bert slowly approached.
"I didn't do anything before. I already know I was wrong. Please let me go."
Bert looked down at him with a chill that was hard to look at.
He stepped directly on Wilson's wound, with several doctors beside him, if he fainted or was dying.
These doctors will act immediately.
He hired the most professional team and would never have let him die so easily.
A shrill cry echoed through the room like the slaughter of pigs.
Jick was comforted by the shrieks, and the scum ought to be treated as such.
Let him die like this is a good thing for him.
Beads of sweat were already on Wilson's forehead.
"Sorry, sorry, I really did not know she is your people, please let me go, you ask me to do anything can."
