The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 43 Please Just Kill Me!

Chapter 43: Chapter 43 Please Just Kill Me!

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"Don’t! Just kill me..." Luo Jianbi couldn’t bear it anymore and begged for death. "I beg you, please, just kill me! I don’t want to live anymore..."

"That’s not your call," Yan Xiaobao gave an innocuous smile, then raised his gun to aim for the next target.

No, Yan Xiaobao can’t actually kill Luo Jianbi.

Xia Rou’s thoughts raced, and she suddenly remembered something. She quickly said, "Xiao Bao, scum like him—killing him is far too easy. I have a better idea for an appropriate punishment."

"Oh? Rourou, my dear wife, do you want to play too?" Yan Xiaobao said, handing Xia Rou the gun.

Xia Rou waved her hand dismissively, "I’m not talking about shooting him. What I mean is, he kidnapped me and even tried to... to use force against me. That crime alone is enough to keep him locked up in prison for a lifetime. Spending a lifetime in prison, never being able to... to meet a woman again—that kind of punishment is worse than death."

"That’s no fun," Yan Xiaobao interrupted Xia Rou. "Anyone who dares touch my wife—I have to deal with them personally."

"No, listen to me," Xia Rou pulled Han Ruobing into the conversation. "Your Bingbing—Bingbing, my dear wife—is an arrest officer, right? If you detain the perpetrator, she can solve a case and gain credit for it. She would definitely be thrilled."

"You’re right!" Yan Xiaobao’s eyes lit up immediately and turned to interrogate Luo Jianbi: "A while ago, my Bingbing wife found two dead bodies in the lake—one with red hair, the other with yellow hair—you’re the killer, aren’t you?"

At this moment, Luo Jianbi, preferring life in prison over being beaten to death for seven days and nights by Yan Xiaobao, nodded and confessed.

"Bingbing wife!" Yan Xiaobao excitedly dialed the phone and shared the good news with Han Ruobing.

Han Ruobing didn’t fully believe Yan Xiaobao; this guy’s actions and words were always bizarre and unreasonable.

But when Xia Rou took Yan Xiaobao’s phone and briefly explained the situation, Han Ruobing promptly brought a team of patrol officers to the scene.

In the VIP Supreme room, the floor was strewn with low-level thugs, and Luo Jianbi lay amongst them with five bloody holes in his body. Han Ruobing didn’t even bother asking what happened—she knew instantly it was Yan Xiaobao’s handiwork.

"Take them all back for overnight interrogation," Han Ruobing ordered with authority. To the ears of the thugs, her commanding tone sounded heavenly. Several criminals revived almost instantly, eagerly cooperating and climbing into the police cars on their own.

This private room was far too dangerous; the Patrol Office’s interrogation chamber seemed much safer...

Examining Luo Jianbi’s injuries, Han Ruobing frowned. "All gunshot wounds—Yan Xiaobao, were these your doing?"

Yan Xiaobao’s eyes darted, and he replied, "Bingbing wife, you know I don’t even have a gun. All these knives, firearms, and clubs—they’re his."

This sly fox!

Han Ruobing obviously understood his implication. These gunshot wounds were clearly inflicted by Xiaobao, but he neither wanted to lie to her nor foolishly take responsibility, so he resorted to an ambiguous excuse.

For reasons unknown, Han Ruobing followed up with a suggestive tone, asking Luo Jianbi, "Were these gunshot wounds self-inflicted?"

"Yes... yes, I shot myself... Can you call me an ambulance first?" At the mention of Yan Xiaobao calling Han Ruobing "Bingbing wife," Luo Jianbi realized he was entirely finished today. There was no chance of turning the tables, so he cooperatively sought relief.

A murder case and an attempted kidnapping and assault case—all solved within a couple of hours. Han Ruobing felt a wave of lightheartedness.

After wrapping up everything at the scene, Han Ruobing issued a satisfied command: "Pack it up!"

As Han Ruobing was preparing to leave, Yan Xiaobao opened his mouth to speak. But she gave him a sidelong glance and said, "Your Rourou wife suffered a terrible fright tonight. Shouldn’t you take her home and comfort her properly?"

Yan Xiaobao thought for a moment, then nodded, "Alright, I’ll come find you tomorrow..."

"No time!" Han Ruobing turned and walked away.

"No time? Then I’ll have Chief Zhang give you a few days off." Yan Xiaobao teased.

Han Ruobing faltered in her stride, nearly tripping, and quickly sped away.

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Back at home, Xia Rou was utterly drained. After such a perilous evening, any normal person would be at their limit.

She barely managed to shower, not even bothering with her nightgown’s length or thickness, before rushing to her room to lie down.

Though physically exhausted, her overstimulated mind refused to calm down, keeping her awake.

Weird, chaotic thoughts endlessly raced through her brain, tormenting her.

"Rourou wife, are you having trouble sleeping?" Yan Xiaobao’s voice called out from outside the door.

"How do you know?" Xia Rou weakly replied.

"I could hear Rourou wife’s breathing—it sounds erratic," Yan Xiaobao explained, chuckling. "How about I come in and hold you until you fall asleep peacefully?"

"Cut it out!" Xia Rou silently lamented. This guy—always looking for ways to take advantage.

"I’m serious." Yan Xiaobao continued earnestly. "You can even ask Bingbing wife. I held her while she slept this entire afternoon, and she slept like a baby."

Xia Rou: "..."

She’s seen eccentric people before, but never anyone quite as peculiar as Yan Xiaobao... Trying to convince a woman to let him stay in her bed by using another woman as an example—what kind of logic is this?

Calling Han Ruobing "Bingbing wife" right in front of Xia Rou, calling Xia Rou "Rourou wife" right in front of Han Ruobing... and then there are "Xiao Wan wife" and "Tiantian wife"...

In this man’s eyes, what on earth does "wife" even mean?

"You..." Xia Rou saw Yan Xiaobao push open the bedroom door and walk in. "What are you doing in here?"

"If Rourou wife doesn’t say anything, I’ll take that as consent." Yan Xiaobao argued with confidence.

Xia Rou wanted to tell him off and send him away, but the events of the evening had truly scared her. Seeing Yan Xiaobao now inexplicably brought her a sense of safety, and she chose to remain silent.

Yan Xiaobao carefully climbed onto the bed, as if trying not to disturb Xia Rou.

Then, she felt his warm arms gently wrap around her, pulling her into his embrace. Reflexively, she struggled for a moment but lacked the strength to break free.

Besides, at this moment, what could feel safer to a frightened woman than a warm hug?

Even more crucially, after tonight’s ordeal, Xia Rou seemed to have gained a new "understanding."

If Yan Xiaobao hadn’t arrived in time earlier, she might have already been violated by Luo Jianbi. The shame and disgrace... the utter despair... would have been unbearable.

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