Quick Transmigration: Don't Let That Cannon Fodder Go

Chapter 197 That Killer Doctor 10

"Send the money." Song Xianyin typed, sending the photos she had just taken.

The other side immediately replied: "Holy crap, how did you get this photo? Isn't this the Lantern Festival?"

Song Xianyin didn't want to talk to him about these trivial things; she just wanted money.

[Give out money.]

【…】

The other end finally quieted down and transferred 30 million into her bank account.

[I'm not trying to be mean, but are you a member of the Green Lantern Society? Aren't you afraid they'll kill you for betraying Ji Yanli?]

Hey, that definitely wasn't you who hurt him, right? Who hurt him? Tell me!

Looking at the string of messages on the other end, Song Xianyin immediately set him to Do Not Disturb mode.

They really talk a lot.

Ji Yanli seemed to be addicted to this game, and would ask her to poke him at the drop of a hat.

But a group of people were watching her, and if she really made a move, she might be the next one to be stabbed.

"Dr. Song, isn't it quite convenient for a doctor to kill someone if he wants to?"

Ji Yanli leaned back in his seat, smiling as he looked at the calm Song Xianyin across from him.

Li Dazhuang silently rolled his eyes at Ji Yanli.

Bringing up all this random stuff over dinner, the boss is getting weirder and weirder.

"I'll give Dr. Song a chance. How about you kill me with the fork in your hand?" Ji Yanli's expression was extremely pleased.

The people in the living room appeared to be going about their own business, but they were all secretly observing the two of them.

Li Dazhuang was about to say something when Ding Li stopped him, gritting her teeth and saying, "Why do you keep bothering them? This is about romance."

Li Dazhuang lowered his head in grievance. He didn't disturb them; he only expressed his emotions with his eyes and didn't say a word.

Sometimes when Ji Yanli went out, he would joke with Song Xianyin: "If you kill me, I won't have to do these boring things."

Because Ji Yanli talked so much, sometimes Song Xianyin couldn't figure out if Ji Yanli really wanted to die.

If he really wanted to die, she wouldn't mind helping him, after all, he had brought her so much money.

Song Xianyin finally found an opportunity.

On a stormy night, Ji Yanli was injured again, this time much more seriously than before.

The doctor's expression was extremely grave. He leaned back on the sofa, one hand covering his eyes, his face deathly pale.

Even so, he didn't utter a sound.

Ji Yanli was seriously injured. Several doctors walked around the living room from afternoon to evening before Ji Yanli's breathing gradually stabilized.

Song Xianyin noticed that Ji Yanli rarely used anesthesia, and the doctors seemed to have gotten used to it and no longer asked about it.

"Boss, how did you get injured again?" Li Dazhuang cried out.

Why is their boss so troublesome? Other people's bosses are protected very well, but he insists on wandering around. Does he really think he's a nine-tailed fox with nine lives?

"Boss, you need to be more careful next time," Ding Li said hesitantly.

He never takes anything with him when he goes out—not even his phone or his gun.

She was really afraid that one day she would see their boss on the news.

Before long, the members of the Green Lantern Society left one after another.

Only the two of them remained in the living room. Ji Yanli smirked and said, "Isn't it convenient now? Why don't you kill me?"

Song Xianyin glanced at him but didn't say anything.

Ji Yanli stood in front of Song Xianyin, and because he was in so much pain, he simply sat down in front of her.

"Did you not charge for the renovation of your villa?" he asked with a smile.

Despite saying that, he was certain that Song Xianyin wouldn't make a move.

He had brought her to the Green Lantern Society for a while now, but she refused to do it every time he asked her to.

Even when he was injured, she would treat him as if he were in a hospital.

“Another thirty million in one cut.” Ji Yanli’s tone was somewhat encouraging.

Song Xianyin really couldn't figure out Ji Yanli's thoughts. Did he really want her to stab him?

But it's one thing if she causes trouble elsewhere, but the people of the Green Lantern Society will definitely not let her off the hook for doing it here.

She frowned and tried to help him up: "Mr. Ji, you're injured. Sitting on the ground isn't good for your health."

Ji Yanli, taking advantage of his injury, continued his madness: "Are you really not going to stab me? You can't bring yourself to do it, can you...?"

"puff--"

Ji Yanli looked at the knife that had suddenly appeared on his body and fell silent.

Song Xianyin silently exchanged a glance with him: "You made me stab you."

Moreover, he sounded very agitated; she was only trying to help him.

The knife was quickly pulled out, and Song Xianyin skillfully disinfected and bandaged it.

Ji Yanli lay on the sofa with a blank expression.

Song Xianyin looked at him, hesitant to speak: "Mr. Ji, I can't always fulfill your wishes. Doing such a thing would make my conscience uneasy."

"If you don't want to live, there are other, simpler ways."

Don't arrest her later; she's just satisfying his peculiar fetish.

Ding Li was shocked when she found out about this.

This is so outrageous, one person went crazy and asked the other to stab them, and the other person actually did it.

I've never seen anything like this in my life.

"You should take Mr. Ji to see a psychologist," Song Xianyin sighed.

Ding Li actually wanted to praise Song Xianyin.

Every time the eldest brother used that irritating tone to ask Dr. Song to stab him, she really wanted to do it for Dr. Song.

The boss really looks like he deserves a beating...

The most surprising person was Ji Yanli.

Even though it was he who made Song Xianyin stab him, the psychologist told them that Ji Yanli suffered severe psychological trauma.

"Boss is really rich. If I heard the price of this doctor's treatment per hour, I would feel like I'm cured," Li Dazhuang exclaimed.

Ding Li asked curiously, "How much does it cost? Boss is so trendy these days, even going to see a psychologist like those people."

Li Dazhuang silently counted a number, and Ding Li gasped in shock.

The two of them stared silently at the psychologist, their gazes almost piercing through his back.

"This is the market price; I won't overcharge Mr. Ji," the psychologist explained awkwardly.

Li Dazhuang looked at Ji Yanli lying on the bed and couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that his brain had also been injured when his eldest brother got hurt.

"Boss, why did you insist on letting Dr. Song stab you? Isn't that making things difficult for him?"

The eldest brother has been stabbed countless times, so he's probably used to it by now, but Dr. Song is clearly not like that. Don't scare the high-achieving student.

Ji Yanli closed his eyes and said, "Everyone, go out. I want to be alone for a while."

"Is Dr. Song also going out?" Ding Li asked cautiously.

Ji Yanli nodded.

After the ward quieted down, Ji Yanli coldly stared at the rain outside the window.

This rain has been falling for almost a month, and it seems like it's never going to stop. If rain had a physical form, the first thing he would poke would be the rain.

He reflected on his actions over this period of time and realized that he might indeed have gone mad.

He never imagined he would do these things.