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"Why do you have to do this?"
Song Yun said helplessly, "Your family is so powerful, go ask the higher-ups for help. What kind of logic is it to hold onto me and not let go?"
"I would ask Mr. Song not to make this difficult for me!"
The bodyguard gritted his teeth and shouted again.
Song Yun's last bit of patience had been completely worn away. He immediately started the car, shooting off like an arrow released from a bow, followed by a sudden brake. The bodyguard tumbled twice on the ground, made an attempt to get up but felt as if he couldn't muster any strength throughout his body!
"Tell your master, if you want to treat an illness, it's best to use some legitimate means! With me, acting shamelessly won't work."
Song Yun rolled up the car window and drove away.
Inside a sanatorium on the outskirts of Forty-nine City.
