The hospital corridor was so quiet that he could hear his own heartbeat.
Chen Lin sat cross-legged on the cold bench, his eyes closed as the Everlasting Spring Art circulated through his body. Keeping watch all night had not tired him in the slightest. If anything, his mind felt clearer than ever.
Just then, a jumble of hurried footsteps and the shrill squeal of stretcher wheels racing across the floor approached from the emergency department downstairs, shattering the dead silence of the night.
An emergency patient had arrived.
Chen Lin paid it no mind. In a hospital, life, death, and parting were everyday occurrences.
Yet the commotion drew closer and closer, finally stopping outside the operating room on their floor.
Chen Lin's hearing, far sharper than any ordinary person's, caught the hushed exchanges between several doctors and nurses, their panic unmistakable despite their lowered voices.
"Hurry! Hurry! The patient's in hemorrhagic shock! His blood pressure's still dropping!"
"Where's Director Wang? Get Director Wang here, now! He's the only one who can handle injuries like these!"
"My God... what... what did someone hit him with? The bones in all four limbs are... they're crushed to bits!"
As he listened, something stirred in Chen Lin's mind, and a strange, absurd feeling washed over him.
He focused his senses, his hearing penetrating the thick walls and instantly picking up every sound inside the operating room.
When he "heard" enough to identify the mangled, barely human figure on the stretcher, even his composure could not keep a peculiar expression off his face. He did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Well, damn!
It really was a small world for enemies!
The man brought in for emergency treatment was none other than Li Jitian!
*They'd even brought him to the same hospital. Talk about