Outside on the highway, vehicles and horses commingled under the fading lights. The assistant wanted to take Shi Yan to the hospital to treat his wounds, but Shi Yan refused.
The assistant did not persuade further, thinking that the Shi Family also had doctors, and Shi Yan probably wanted to return there for treatment.
After all, if he went to the hospital and the doctors asked how he got injured,
and he answered that it was because he was bitten by a dog while picking up trash, Shi Yan would be laughed at by the entire Beijing elite for half a year.
The men and the assistant carried the black trash bags into the Shi Family's residence. After they left, Shi Yan returned to his room and removed his clothes stained with blood.
As he took off his clothes, the movement pulled at his wound, and the corner of his eye twitched. He bit down on his back teeth, bearing the pain.
