Lin Xiaoyin smoothed things over.

"Alright, you two, say less. First, let's pay for his medical expenses."

Pushing open the door to the ward, a young man with a rosy complexion but tightly closed eyes lay on the bed.

Yang Zhen recognized his face. The last time he saw him, he had run into the middle of the road.

Through the car window, Yang Zhen could see the terror on his face.

A woman was sitting next to the hospital bed.

Hearing the door open, the woman stood up, her tone very unfriendly.

"Why are you only here now? I've been calling for ages!"

Lin Xiaoyin quickly apologized.

"I'm sorry, we were held up on the road. Don't worry, I'll give you the medical expenses right away."

Lin Xiaolan was expressionless and said coldly, "What's your card number? I'll transfer the money to you."

While the others were talking, Yang Zhen sat down by the bed and touched the patient's wrist.

He was originally trying to be kind, wanting to see how the patient was doing.

But after this touch, his eyes suddenly widened.

"Xiaolan, don't transfer the money to her yet!"

His shout startled the woman.

She looked panicked and shouted, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Yang Zhen glanced at her. "I know a little bit about medicine and want to see how the patient really is!"

Lin Xiaoyin and her sister were confused. When did Yang Zhen know medicine? Wasn't he always just a programmer?

At this moment, the woman acted as if her tail had been stepped on, frantically pushing Yang Zhen away.

"Who told you to look? Get out of here!"

During the process, the woman let out a surprised cry.

"Hey? Aren't you the one who caused the accident? You've woken up?"

"You murderer, look at what you've done! My husband has been lying in the hospital for a full six months."

"And you, of all people, woke up first!"

"I want you to pay! I want your life!"

The woman was like a crazy shrew, scratching and clawing at Yang Zhen.

For a moment, chaos erupted, and the situation was close to getting out of control.

"Xiaolan, quickly transfer the money to her. Yang Zhen, you leave now and stop provoking the patient's family!"

Yang Zhen shouted, "Don't transfer the money to her!"

"Are you done yet, you good-for-nothing? I'm embarrassed enough, even if you're not!"

"You're not the one paying the money, so why are you barking like a dog?"

Lin Xiaolan was furious.

Why did her sister find such a useless brother-in-law!

It was bad enough that he was useless, but he was also uncivilized, unreasonable, and shameless.

At this moment, Yang Zhen shook his body and knocked the shrew to the ground.

The shrew sat on the ground and wailed.

"Murder! This murderer, he wants to kill and silence me! Help..."

Lin Xiaoyin was at her wits' end. She really couldn't understand what madness Yang Zhen was spouting.

She wondered if Yang Zhen had slept so long that his brain had been damaged.

But Yang Zhen ignored her and grabbed the patient's collar.

Frowning, he roared, "Beast, aren't you going to wake up?"

The shrew pounced on Yang Zhen like a mad dog.

Lin Xiaoyin and Lin Xiaolan looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Yang Zhen went even further and slapped the patient in the face.

Smack!

With a crisp sound, five finger marks appeared on the patient's face.

The shrew almost hung on Yang Zhen's back, grabbing his hair fiercely.

With a thought, Yang Zhen suddenly shook the shrew off.

Raising his palm, he roared, "You shrew, I, Yang Zhen, have never hit a woman, but today you are the exception!"

His palm was raised high, but before he could strike, a voice suddenly came from his ear.

"Don't, don't hit my wife!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was stunned.

Because the speaker was the patient who had been unconscious for half a year.

Lin Xiaoyin was dumbfounded. "You, you, how did you wake up?"

The shrew sighed with hatred. "You good-for-nothing, you can't even pretend to be dead. What can you do?"

The patient's face turned red, and he stammered.

"I, I was afraid he would hit you..."

At this point, the truth came out.

Lin Xiaolan's eyebrows stood on end. "So, you two were pretending to be sick to cheat us out of money!"

Lin Xiaoyin looked puzzled and asked in a low voice, "Yang Zhen, how did you know he was pretending to be sick?"

Yang Zhen said calmly, "I saw two sets of bowls and chopsticks among the leftovers on the table."

Lin Xiaoyin suddenly understood. If only one person was eating, there would naturally be no need for two sets of bowls and chopsticks.

It seemed that the young man had been awake for a long time, and they had been kept in the dark.

Thinking of this, Lin Xiaoyin couldn't help but feel ashamed.

However, she didn't know that Yang Zhen knew that the man was pretending to be sick by taking his pulse.

But there was no need to say such things; even if he did, people might not believe him.

At this moment, the young man said tremblingly,

"It's not that we're cheating you; we're just cooperating with Cao Dapeng in a play. All the conspiracies are his doing."

Yang Zhen's pupils shrank. It really was this beast.

In order to force Lin Xiaoyin to submit, he would stop at nothing!

Lin Xiaolan was aggressive and shouted,

"Stop talking nonsense. You'll return the money that you swallowed, 100,000 yuan a month, the same way you swallowed it!"

The man's face turned pale, and he stammered,

"Miss, listen to my explanation. Cao Dapeng lied and said that he was paying 100,000 yuan in medical expenses for you every month, but he only gave me 10,000 yuan and told me to lie in bed and pretend to be sick!"

"You want us to return the money, but we can't take it out either!"

Lin Xiaolan sneered, "Can't take it out? That's easy. I'll report it to the authorities right away. If you have any difficulties, go tell the judge!"

The man knelt down with a thud in fright.

"Grandma, I know I was wrong. I'll never dare to do it again!"

"I beg you, please don't report it to the authorities. I still have an eighty-year-old mother who is ill in bed. In order to treat her illness, I took on this conscienceless deal!"

"If things are exposed and reach her ears, I'm afraid the old lady won't be able to bear it!"

"As long as you don't report the case, I'll be your slave!"

Lin Xiaolan callously took out her phone.

"What happens to your old mother is none of my business. I don't need someone like you to be a slave!"

"Stop talking nonsense and return the money immediately, or I'll report the case right away!"

The man pleaded bitterly, kowtowing like he was hulling garlic.

His head was broken, and crimson bloodstains were left on the ground.

Yang Zhen couldn't bear to watch any longer and said softly, "Enough!"

The man looked up, staring blankly at Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen waved his hand. "You can go. Considering your filial piety, I'll spare you this time. If you commit another crime in my hands, I will never forgive you!"

"Thank you, benefactor, thank you, I thank you..."

The young man was grateful and tearful, kowtowing incessantly, with blood and tears streaming down his face.

If the shrew hadn't pulled him away in time, he probably would have died on the spot.

Lin Xiaolan was puzzled and scolded Yang Zhen,

"Yang Zhen, are you sick? You let them go before you got the money back?"

Yang Zhen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes indifferent as water.

"This debt was incurred by Cao Dapeng. If I want to settle it, I will naturally go to him!"