Villain: Young Lady, You Must Want Revenge Too - Chapter 45:

Chapter 45: Ye Chen: Why Don’t You Just Report My ID Number!

The moment Ye Chen laid eyes on Duan Weiwei, his breathing quickened.

The girl was following a group of doctors. Beside her was a flat hospital bed carrying an old woman covered in tubes. The girl kept softly calling out, “Grandma~”

Ye Chen only glanced at the elderly woman briefly and instantly diagnosed… late-stage cancer, terminal!

She had the appearance of someone beyond saving. Unless he personally intervened… with just Western medicine? It was absolutely impossible to save her. It would only prolong her suffering.

Ye Chen’s gaze lingered on the old woman for less than a second before shifting back to the girl.

He had never believed in fate before, but now… he did.

The moment he saw this pure, beautiful girl, it was as if his entire soul was stirred. She seemed like the companion destined for him.

Though it was their first meeting, Ye Chen already considered her his woman.

Instinctively, Ye Chen called out, “Miss… hiss… hello!”

He tried to call out, but the effort tugged painfully at his wound, making him grimace.

Standing at the doorway and shouting “Miss”… the result was almost every woman in the corridor turned to look.

From little girls around six or seven to elderly grandmas over eighty… even the nurses at the station all glanced over.

However, when they saw it was a man with a fecal bag hanging at his waist, leaning on a crutch, wearing psychiatric hospital clothes, their gazes immediately turned disdainful.

Women are a fascinating species.

If a handsome guy calls them “Miss,” it’s flirting. If an ugly man does, it’s harassment.

“Tsk tsk tsk… this guy’s trying to pick up girls? He should look in the mirror first.”

“Carrying a fecal bag… disgusting. Wait, isn’t he wearing a psychiatric hospital gown?”

“No wonder, he’s a mental patient!”

Murmurs of disdain filled the air.

Ye Chen glared fiercely at them but then turned his gaze back to Duan Weiwei’s retreating figure.

“Miss! I can save your grandmother…”

His words made Duan Weiwei stop and turn around, a flash of hope in her eyes.

But the moment she saw Ye Chen with his messy hair, filthy clothes, and the fecal bag, the hope on her face vanished instantly.

Though her grandmother had taught her that everyone is equal and not to judge by appearances, instinctively, she couldn’t help but show a hint of distaste.

This wasn’t about upbringing—it was pure human instinct.

Ye Chen hadn’t bathed for nearly a week, his hair was a chaotic mess, his clothes were tattered, and that fecal bag in his hand was the final touch.

“I… I really can save your grandmother. I’m a divine doctor!” Ye Chen tried hard to prove himself, completely unaware of how wretched he looked at the moment.

The girl’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly. Suddenly… she remembered what Brother Mo had warned her before she came.

Recently, the hospital had admitted a lot of mental patients—she should be cautious.

Her sharp eyes caught the writing on Ye Chen’s clothes:

City A Qingshan Psychiatric Hospital, Bed 108…

A mental patient! Brother Mo was right after all…

She didn’t want to get entangled with a mental patient. She immediately turned and ran without looking back.

It wasn’t until her figure disappeared around the corner that Ye Chen snapped out of it. He rubbed his chin and tried flashing what he thought was a charming smile.

“Heh… since she’s in the hospital, it’ll be easier to approach.”

…

After settling her grandmother, it was already afternoon.

Mo Cinian had made all the arrangements perfectly. Her grandmother was placed in a VIP room with three professional caregivers providing 24-hour care.

This level of treatment made the always self-conscious and timid girl feel conflicted deep inside.

“Th-thank you, Brother Mo! I’ll definitely repay you someday!”

Even through the phone, Mo Cinian could imagine her shy, blushing expression.

“It’s nothing. I heard your grandmother’s out of critical condition now. With caregivers around, you can just work hard at Moonlight. I’ve already asked Chen Hong to transfer you to the back office—the front desk at the bar is too chaotic for a young girl like you.”

“Mm!!! Thank you… I… I—”

“I don’t need verbal thanks…” Mo Cinian’s tone cooled as he hung up the phone.

“Verbal… thanks?”

Though simple-minded, Duan Weiwei could sense the displeasure in Mo Cinian’s voice.

“I… I…”

She wasn’t stupid.

No man would help her without reason. She could feel his unspoken demand.

After these days of interacting with Mo Cinian and hearing Lin Qingqiu’s endless praise about how great he was, the girl had already fallen for him more than halfway.

Since she and Boss Mo had already done that… maybe…

No, no, how could I have such thoughts?

…

Late at night.

The inpatient department of Mowha Hospital was extremely quiet. Only a few nurses remained on duty.

A shadowy figure crept out.

A fecal bag hanging at his waist, a crutch under one arm, his hairstyle like a chaotic bird’s nest.

Despite using a crutch, Ye Chen’s movements weren’t hindered at all.

Dodging and sneaking, he quickly made his way to Duan Weiwei’s grandmother’s ward.

To his credit, Ye Chen’s reaction speed was still sharp—after all, he had a world-class assassin as one of his masters.

Even carrying a fecal bag in one hand and a crutch in the other, he could still pull off complex maneuvers.

“Hmm? Where did that girl go? Why are there three caregivers here? Isn’t that a bit much for one patient?”

Ye Chen frowned. If he wanted to get in, it would take some effort.

At that moment, he overheard the caregivers talking inside.

“Sigh… that poor little girl. Only her grandmother left, and now she has cancer.”

“Late-stage lung cancer… who knows how much longer she’ll last?”

“I heard… the girl’s planning to sell herself to raise money for her grandma’s surgery!”

“Sigh! So pitiful. If only a kind, mysterious person would come and save her…”

“Where would you find such a person nowadays? Even if people do good deeds, it’s usually for something in return. There’s no such thing as a truly selfless, mysterious divine doctor anymore.”

“If I were that girl, and someone helped me at a time like this… I’d definitely offer myself in gratitude~”

Ye Chen, “???”

Eavesdropping outside, Ye Chen was so excited he could hardly contain himself.

Divine doctor… kind person… selfless savior?

Why don’t you just report my ID number!