In the hospital ward.
Bao Xu calmly looked at Zhou Hao and his subordinates who had appeared in front of him.
His permanent disability was caused by this smiling man before him.
However, he could do nothing but endure it.
If it hadn't been for his mistake, he wouldn't have become like this. In the end, he deserved it.
"Mr. Zhou, I'm already crippled. What are you still doing here?" Bao Xu said flippantly.
He was no longer afraid. After all, he could see the rest of his life at a glance. Even if he was discharged from the hospital, he would spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair.
"I came to chat with you." Zhou Hao looked at Bao Xu, who was lying on the hospital bed, with a warm and sincere smile.
"Chat about what? I don't think I can provide you with any value now." Bao Xu shook his head expressionlessly.
"That's not it. Your life itself is a kind of value," Zhou Hao rued.
He felt that a dead person was the safest.
