"I asked you to bring her over, where is she?" Master Yan gritted his teeth and said with a gloomy expression.

"If you have anything to say, just tell me."

Yan Jing, who stood in front of him, was not afraid of the chill radiating from his body at all. A pair of slightly scarlet eyes met his gaze calmly and indifferently.

Master Yan saw that his eldest son was so protective of the woman he picked up from the sea, and he was so angry that he stamped the dragon-headed crutch in his hand again.

"Yan Jiang is your biological brother. Are you going to ignore it for the sake of a woman? If you indulge her like this, will you hand over the entire Yan family to her in the future?!"

Mr. Yan asked angrily.

After the words fell, Yan Jing got a look of contempt and disdain.

"I know how to treat my people."

Master Yan looked at Yan Jing with a gloomy expression, narrowed his eyes, and squeezed out a sentence through his teeth: "I can't move your people...right?"

Yan Jing said nothing, but his arrogant expression seemed to speak for itself.

Seeing this, Mr. Yan even sneered twice, "Okay, okay, I don't care about you."

The smile on his face slowly disappeared, and he said in a calm voice: "But the things I entrusted to you must be done for me!"

The murderous eyes showed his attitude - if things couldn't be done, he would definitely take action on that woman!

Yan Jing saw all the threats in his eyes, tugged his lips disapprovingly, and turned around to leave.

After he walked out of the room, Mr. Yan raised his crutch with a gloomy expression.

Snap!

The porcelain cup shattered and the tea splashed everywhere!

Yan Jing returned to his research room and walked straight towards the woman lying on the cold instrument table.

"You're back." The woman sat up slightly and showed him an innocent and harmless smile.

Yan Jing walked closer and his eyes fell on her legs where the medicine was being injected.

She had two legs that were just like ordinary people, and two metal tubes were inserted into both sides of her thighs to introduce special therapeutic drugs into her body.

Han Meng also followed his gaze and landed on her legs. Her eyelids drooped slightly to hide the thoughts in her eyes.

Although Yan Jing cured her legs, she must replenish the medicine here every three days, otherwise her legs will lose activity and she will be paralyzed again.

Because of this, she was tied to this instrument and could not leave for more than three days...

Although Han Meng was a little dissatisfied, she could only hope that Yan Jing would find a better way to get rid of this damn medicine as soon as possible.

She was thinking to herself, and unexpectedly the catheter on her thigh was torn off.

A sharp pain came suddenly, causing her to frown and cry out: "Young Master, you——"

Yan Jing dropped the catheter in his hand indifferently and looked at her expressionlessly.

Being stared at by his gaze, Han Meng felt an ominous feeling.

She just moved her lips and was about to speak.

"Ah! Ah, ah..."

The remaining three catheters in the thigh were all removed and thrown aside.
Chapter completed!