247, Washing Away Sin

In this sleepless city, the nights were always busier than the days.

It was the same for the hospital's emergency department.

Black market boxers, gang members.

Those with dislocated joints, stomachs shot in the dark, foreheads stabbed with knives.

The emergency department doctors had long since grown accustomed to such sights.

However, tonight there seemed to be an unusually high number of patients, along with more moaning.

When He Sheng Society members were brought into the hospital, Qing Chen had already quietly opened his eyes on the bed.

He knew Wang Bingxu was also at the hospital and had even checked several times to see if he was around.

Lying on his side in bed, Qing Chen didn't need to look up to confirm—he remembered the sound of Wang Bingxu's footsteps.

With Wang Bingxu guarding the place, he couldn't leave the hospital.

But sometimes, a hunter doesn't need to exhaust all their cunning to find their prey; they can just wait for the prey to come to them.