The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO

Wang Dadong shook his head, "I didn’t treat his illness at all. Whether or not his illness will be treated depends on his performance next."

In the BMW car.

"Mom, what’s wrong with me? Why am I in the hospital?" Zhang Jie seemed still unaware of what had happened.

Li Zhi suddenly became serious and recounted the events that had happened in the past few days.

"Xiaojie, who did you offend?"

Zhang Jie shook his head in confusion, "I didn’t offend anyone!"

Suddenly, Zhang Jie’s expression changed, "Could it be her? It doesn’t make sense, she’s just an ordinary rural girl, how could she be so formidable?"

"What on earth did you do?"

"I..." Zhang Jie seemed hesitant to speak but eventually recounted the events.

After hearing Zhang Jie’s story, Li Zhi was completely stunned.

It turned out that a week ago, Zhang Jie took a liking to a rural girl named Yang Lin. After failing to confess, he kidnapped her to his villa, raped her, and even invited his friends over to join in.

The girl, worried about her reputation, didn’t report to the police, but once her father found out, he was mad and went to Zhang Jie’s villa to confront him, only to be beaten to death by Zhang Jie’s men.

Eventually, the girl decided to go to the police, but Li Zhi directly paid off the police to smooth things over.

"It’s all my fault, all my fault for not taking good care of you." Li Zhi cried mournfully.

Having committed such a sin, obtaining the girl’s forgiveness was simply impossible.

"Mom, don’t cry. Isn’t my illness all cured?"

"Your illness is not cured. The divine doctor said that to be cured, you need Yang Lin’s forgiveness."

"Give him money, give him a million, I refuse to believe he won’t treat me!" Zhang Jie believed more in the power of money than in earning Yang Lin’s forgiveness.

Li Zhi shook her head, "Xiaojie, this time it seems money can’t solve the problem..."

Li Zhi told Zhang Jie how she had given Wang Dadong half a million, only to be humiliated when Wang Dadong countered with five million.

"Then, what should I do now? Is there no one else who can treat it?" Zhang Jie panicked too. He loved women the most; if things weren’t working below, life would be worse than death.

"I’ve reached out to everyone I could find; besides him, there’s no one else who can treat it." Li Zhi cried again, "Don’t worry Xiaojie, I won’t let you be in trouble. We’ll go find Yang Lin and find a way to make her forgive you."

Zhang Jie, deflated and pale-faced, said, "She’s not in Huaxia anymore."

"What do you mean?"

"I, I sold her to Thailand to be a prostitute..."

"You bastard!" Li Zhi slapped Zhang Jie in the face.

Having raped someone, killed their father, and then sold them to Thailand as a prostitute, such actions are worse than a beast. Even if Yang Lin is found, forgiveness from her is unlikely.

Li Zhi raised her hand again, wanting to slap Zhang Jie, but eventually let it down, "Let’s go to Thailand right away; even if we cannot get Yang Lin’s forgiveness, we must find her."

In the office, Wang Dadong was discussing matters with Murong Dili when a commotion suddenly arose downstairs.

"Let me see the divine doctor, I beg of you."

"Leave, the divine doctor said he won’t treat you." Nurse Zhou Yu blocked a frail old man.

A cold sneer flashed across the old man’s face as he pulled Zhou Yu into his arms and then bit his own arm, drawing blood.

"I have AIDS, take me to see the divine doctor, or I’ll make sure you get infected too!" Du Kang said menacingly.

Having been refused by Wang Dadong, Du Kang quit his job and rushed to Jiangdu, but he hadn’t been able to meet Wang Dadong yet. After trying multiple times and failing, Du Kang finally resorted to desperation.

Upon hearing Du Kang had AIDS, Zhou Yu trembled in fear, too scared to move.

"Take me to see Wang Dadong now!"

Perhaps only that person could cure him.

"What will happen even if you see me?" A calm voice came from the hallway, and soon a figure that seemed familiar to Du Kang emerged.

Upon seeing who it was, Du Kang instantaneously became petrified.

"It’s, it’s you, Jin Dadong! I should’ve realized it was you!" After being dumbfounded for half a minute, Du Kang finally reacted.

"That’s right, it’s me. So what are you planning to do?" Wang Dadong teased with a grin.

Du Kang knew Wang Dadong was never going to cure him, so a fierce look crossed his face immediately, "If you don’t cure me, she’ll die with me."

Saying that, he scratched Zhou Yu’s neck with his fingernails and then smeared his blood onto her wound.

Zhou Yu burst into tears in horror.

AIDS is the most terrifying terminal illness, a global problem.

In the past, even Wang Dadong couldn’t cure it.

But now, for Wang Dadong, it was no longer a terminal illness because golden blood could be used for healing.

Wang Dadong shook his head calmly, "I was planning to give you a chance, but now I see it’s unnecessary."

Du Kang just felt a flash before his eyes and Zhou Yu disappeared, already in Wang Dadong’s arms.

"I, I got AIDS..." Zhou Yu wailed.

Wang Dadong held Zhou Yu, smiling gently, "With me here, you’ll be fine."

Zhou Yu’s crying stopped immediately. Yes, with the first divine doctor of Jiangdu here, what was there to fear?

The strong masculine presence made Zhou Yu’s heart race; being held by Wang Dadong made all fears vanish.

Du Kang fell into despair; since Wang Dadong could cure AIDS, how could he be threatened?

Setting Zhou Yu to stand upright again, Wang Dadong walked up to Du Kang and tapped his forehead.

"What did you do to me?" Du Kang asked in terror.

"Nothing, just accelerating the onset of your illness." Wang Dadong’s face carried a wicked smile.

Just as Wang Dadong’s words finished, disgusting blisters started appearing on Du Kang’s face.

AIDS generally has a long incubation period; if lucky, one might have it dormant for a decade or two. If Du Kang hadn’t come to Wang Dadong, he might have lived a few more years.

Now, Du Kang’s AIDS had directly progressed from incubation to full onset, reaching the final stage. In one or two months, he would be dead.

For someone like Du Kang, Wang Dadong would show no mercy; leaving him in the world would only harm more people.

After dealing with Du Kang, Wang Dadong returned to the office once more.

Little nurse Zhou Yu came in.

"Director, just now I..."

Wang Dadong smiled, "I know, you were infected with Du Kang’s AIDS virus."

"Director, you absolutely must save me."

"Well, it’s a bit troublesome."

Wang Dadong’s gaze swept over Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu was a new intern nurse at Jiangdu Private Aristocratic Hospital, 21 years old, not considered beautiful but full of youthful vitality, especially with excellent skin, rosy white.

"It’s okay, I’ll follow the director’s instructions to be treated." Zhou Yu bit her lip and whispered.