The Boss Who Transmigrated Went Wild

A month later,

"Wu Tang, has the man been discharged from the hospital?"

"Master, not yet. Your beating shattered the man's internal organs; he'll probably be out of the hospital for another month."

"Oh"

"Master, the man's little white flower is taking care of him at the hospital."

To be honest, Wutang...

"What little white flower?"

"The man's childhood sweetheart, the innocent girl, likes him, but he doesn't like her. So when she heard that he was hospitalized, the innocent girl volunteered to go to the hospital to take care of him."

Is Little White Flower in the hospital now?

"Yes, Master."

"Okay, let's go and meet this little white flower."

Let's go!

In an instant, Feige and Wutang arrived outside the hospital.

"Master, would you like to buy some fruit?"

"Buy it my ass, let him die, I'm just wasting my money."

Feige said unhappily,

"Okay, let's go."

"Wu Tang, come here, I'll hold your hand, and then you can say you're my son."

"Okay, no problem."

Wu Tang laughed. Her master was always stirring up trouble; the man was probably furious.

An adult and a child walked hand in hand into the hospital.

"Wu Tang, which floor is the man on?"

"Master, 7th floor, private room."

The two people went outside the ward and, through the glass, could see a particularly erotic scene inside.

The girl in the white dress was dressed low-cut, gazing at the man with tender affection; her eyes were practically glued to him.

"Tsk tsk tsk, what a delicate little white flower!" Feige couldn't help but exclaim.

"Oh, no, she's always been an innocent, pure girl. Wu Tang, what would happen if you two became a couple?"

"Master, you're doing a good deed! It must be very honorable!"

"Yeah, I think so too," Fei Ge said narcissistically.

inside,

"Brother Chen, have an apple," Little White Flower said, feeding the man a peeled apple.

The man opened his mouth, took a small bite, and then stopped eating.

Little White Flower was unhappy. "Brother Achen, why aren't you eating?"

"I'm full, not hungry," the man smiled.

"Oh"

"Brother Chen, would you like some water?" Little White Flower asked again.

“No”

"Brother Chen, why don't you lie down and rest for a bit?"

The little white flower lowered the man's bed, and he lay down and went to sleep.

"Wu Tang, I don't think I should have come."

"Ugh, Master, I'm about to throw up. Please stop talking. I really shouldn't have come."

"Hmm, that's about right."

After Feige finished speaking, she kicked the door open.

The two people inside were startled. After recognizing Fei Ge, especially Xiao Baihua, they became extremely excited and rushed over, immediately berating Fei Ge.

"Why did you take so long to get here? Ah Chen is injured! Do you even know that? You're still his wife! How can you be so irresponsible? You're such a disappointment! Have you gotten so used to the good life that you've forgotten who gave you that life?"

After finishing her tirade, the innocent-looking girl, panting, looked at the man on the bed with a shy expression.

Feige: "..." What does this mean?

"Master, you probably have something wrong with your head."

"Um"

Wu Tang was unhappy. "Master, I'll do it."

Wu Tang walked up to Xiao Baihua, looking at her with a puzzled expression, and asked, "Who are you? Why are you cursing my mother?"

The man was furious upon hearing this, "Wife, you've cheated on me!"

A moment later, his mood changed again, and the man asked Feige,

"Wife, who is he?"

That's how wronged she must have felt.

"And who are you?" Yes, Wu Tang did it on purpose.

"wife"

"Master, let me do it!" Fei Ge was about to start scolding when Wu Tang quickly spoke up.

"Don't call me Mom, or I'll hit you."

The man, ignoring Wu Tang, called out "Wife" again, followed by Fei Ge.

"What are you calling me? You're not allowed to call my mom 'wife,' you don't deserve it! You violent maniac, you almost beat my mom to death!"

Little White Flower wouldn't have it anymore. She walked over, ready to hit Wu Tang, but Fei Ge kicked her, and Little White Flower flew directly onto the man. The man groaned, "Oops, my broken bones are broken again!"

Feige heard it all clearly, and she felt the pain.

"Wu Tang, did I use too much force?"

"No, it's fine."

But I heard the sound of his bones breaking.

"Oh, serves him right, who told him to be angry with you?"

The little white flower got off the man.

"Brother Chen, I'm sorry."

Little White Flower ran out like a madwoman, and the doctor arrived very quickly.

They examined the man, then shook their heads speechlessly.

The doctor left without saying anything.

As the doctor reached the door, he remembered something. "A family member of the patient needs to come in."

Little White Flower darted off after the doctor, while Fei Ge watched her with a smile.

"Master, this person is shameless! They're rubbing your face in the dirt!"

"To hell with him. If she wants what she wants, let her have it."

"Hehe, that's true, the original owner's wish was to get a divorce."

"Well, since she likes it, let's give it to her."

The man on the bed was in excruciating pain. His bones, which had just begun to heal, had broken again, and he was now too wounded to speak.

But looking at Feige, he was unwilling to accept it. She was his wife; how could she cheat on him? No, that was fake; it couldn't be.

"Wife, it hurts."

The man looked at Feige, who was crying out in a pitiful voice, her eyes full of accusation, as if Feige ignoring him was her original sin.

Feige looked at him without saying a word.

"Wife, it hurts!" the man cried again.

A little while later, Little White Flower returned. She hugged the man and started sobbing, as if he were about to die.

"Wu Tang, should we blow the trumpet?"

"Master, no need, it's not time yet."

I want to see them off.

"Oh dear, Master, how could you do this? This is so boring!"

"Too"

Suddenly, "Get out of the way," the man on the bed said rudely to the little white flower.

Since Feige came here, the man

The little white flower released the man, looking at him with a pained expression.

The man, who had been observing Feige, sensed that his wife was different than before. Previously, she would forgive him and cater to his every whim, but now he felt that way again, as if he were losing her.

"Wu Tang, let's go."

Feige turned around, took Wutang's hand, and left.

“Okay, Mom,” Wu Tang shouted.

The man snapped, "Wife, aren't you going to abandon me?"

"Wife, you can't leave."

"wife"

The man remembered, but he couldn't move; any movement caused him pain all over his body.

Feige left without looking back.

Little White Flower was happy, she smiled with her head down, but the man didn't see it.

"Master, this little white flower is interesting."

"Hmm, she's dreaming."

"That's true. Even if the man gets divorced, she probably won't get anything out of it."

"Hmm, a self-righteous woman."

After leaving the hospital, a voice asked, "Master, where are we going?"

"Going on a world tour, not coming back until the man is better."

"Alright, let's go!"

In the hospital room, the man's face was practically dripping with tears. He hadn't expected that even after all his groveling, Fei Ge would ignore him. He was unwilling to accept it.

He wouldn't allow it, so he took out his phone and dialed a number.

"Investigate whether the wife is having an affair."

Upon receiving the call, the other party immediately went to carry it out.