If they lack even this ability, it is better to close the door early.

"Stop talking nonsense and tell me everything you know, or else don't blame me for taking you back today," Shina Macai said, looking at Bidegla with a threatening tone.

Hearing her words, Bidegla was also a little annoyed, feeling like he was interrogating a prisoner.

Having killed the bandits without receiving any reward was one thing, but being questioned in such a tone by her was another.

"If you want to arrest me, go ahead, I have nothing more to say," Bidegla said, closing his eyes, infuriating Shina Macai.

But she didn't dare to arrest him. Bidegla's courageous resistance against the bandits had earned him widespread praise, and the department had decided to award him a medal for bravery. If she arrested Bidegla today, she might be viewed in a negative light by others.

When she arrived, she was instructed to communicate well, but upon seeing Bidegla's annoying face, her attitude changed.

This rascal had bullied her so many times, how could she look at him with a kind face?

"Fine, you have courage, but don't let me catch you off guard," Shina Macai said before stomping her foot and storming out of the ward.

After she left, Bidegla opened his eyes with a bitter smile. Under his anger, he would definitely unleash a stunning ability, attracting a lot of attention.

However, it was inevitable. If he had to choose again, he would still act. Who could guarantee that Jennie wouldn't be in danger if he didn't?

If Jennie was in danger, Bidegla really couldn't guarantee that he wouldn't go crazy.

However, this time he had clearly offended Shina Macai, the crazy woman. It seemed like he would be in trouble in the future.

They say women are trouble, but Shina Macai was a whole new level of trouble. He couldn't let her find any leverage in the future.

Thinking about this, Bidegla stopped thinking and closed his eyes, preparing to use his energy gathering technique to slowly heal his injuries.

They say a broken bone takes a hundred days to heal, and if his left hand remained suspended like this for a hundred days, it would be more painful than death.

So it was better to recover sooner rather than later.

However, before Bidegla could activate his energy gathering technique, the door to the ward suddenly opened again.

It was Tara Lassen , the beautiful nurse Bidegla had seen a while ago. Seeing Bidegla lying in the VIP ward, she had a look of surprise in her eyes. She had seen the hero of the Laura Jewelry Store heist on TV and in the newspapers.

She never expected that the person would be Bidegla. Although she didn't believe it in her heart, if it was in the newspaper and on TV, she had to believe it.

Especially now, looking at Bidegla with his left hand still suspended, she was sure that the hero in the newspaper was really him.

"I never expected you to be so lucky," Tara Lassen said, putting the cart aside and approaching the bed.

This time, she had come secretly. With her status, she had no right to be in such a high-class ward, so she felt a little guilty.

"What do you mean by my luck?" Bidegla said, feeling helpless. It seemed like both Tara Lassen and Shina Macai were hoping for his misfortune.

"Aren't you lucky?" Tara Lassen glared at Bidegla. "The bandits fired three shots at you and you didn't die. If that's not luck, what is it?"

"That's because of my good kung fu," Bidegla responded.

"Ha, you don't know that your act has gained you a large number of fans. I bet there are countless people blocking the hospital entrance right now, hindering others from seeking treatment," Tara Lassen said, sounding disdainful.

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"What is the meaning of showing off?" Hearing this, Bidegla almost fainted. If the situation hadn't been urgent, he wouldn't have risked his life to take action.

His heroic deeds, once so admirable, had now become a form of showing off in her eyes. Did he really appear so despicable to her?

"But then again, your moves were too magnificent when you took action." Tara Lassen excitedly danced her arms, with stars in her eyes as she eagerly looked at Bidegla, saying, "Can you teach me a few tricks as well?"

"What?" Hearing this, Bidegla doubted his ears. It was ridiculous to think that he would teach her.

He knew that the reason for his formidable skills lay in the art of gathering Qi. If it hadn't been for practicing this art, how could he have dealt with the bandits? Unless he was tired of his own life.

Teach Tara Lassen the art of gathering Qi? That was clearly impossible.

Therefore, Bidegla refused without hesitation: "You, a young lady, why learn martial arts? Instead, focus on learning how to be a good wife and mother."

After speaking, Bidegla turned away without even looking at Tara Lassen.

Upon hearing Bidegla's words, Tara Lassen did not respond, leaving Bidegla feeling puzzled, thinking he had hurt her.

When Bidegla turned around, he was surprised to find Tara Lassen blushing, shyly fidgeting with her clothes.

Seeing this, he was taken aback. Was this girl out of her mind? "Do you think I would make a good wife?" Tara Lassen suddenly asked, her face red with shyness.

"Hehe." Hearing her words, Bidegla chuckled awkwardly, unsure of how to respond. "You shouldn't ask me this question, ask your future husband."

"Aren't you my husband?" Tara Lassen asked, tilting her head in a very puzzled manner, causing Bidegla to stumble and nearly fall off the bed.

He liked beautiful women, but he preferred Jennie Laura. Tara Lassen, claiming to be his wife, seemed insane. "When did I become your husband?" Bidegla said helplessly.

"The last time you let me call you husband, do you want to renege on that?" Tara Lassen glared, appearing very angry.

"What? Reneging?" Bidegla's eyes widened. This girl really dared to say anything. He hadn't mistreated her in any way, so how did he become a reneger?

"If something did happen, I would acknowledge it. But I've done nothing, and yet I'm being labeled as such. I'm truly speechless," Bidegla said with exasperation.

"Hmph, you can't avoid it. From now on, you belong to me," Tara Lassen said proudly, with a very masculine air.

She was just like Shina Macai, an eccentric woman who didn't play by the rules. Trying to reason with them was like playing the lute to a cow.

Tara Lassen had wanted to say more, but the sound of the door opening startled her. She shrank back when she saw the Dean enter.

"You should leave," the Dean said, not recognizing Tara Lassen.

"Yes." Tara Lassen nodded, her face crimson, and quickly left the room.

Today, she had mustered the courage to speak her mind. If she had to say the same thing again, she truly wouldn't be able to open her mouth.

Last time, Bidegla had pretended to be her boyfriend, unmoved by money, which deeply moved her. And now, seeing Bidegla's power on TV, she was naturally very worried.

It is said that beauties love heroes, and this is certainly true. After the last encounter, she had developed a liking for Bidegla. This time, after Bidegla mentioned "raising children", she unconsciously blurted out her feelings. So, when she stepped out of the hospital room, she felt as if her heart was being pounded by a small deer, unable to calm down.

Was she confessing her feelings?

But as she thought about her bold move, a smug smile appeared on her face. "Don't worry, you can't escape from my grasp," she whispered to herself, before swiftly leaving in her wheelchair.

In the hospital room, the director asked about some trivial matters before stating his purpose. This time, Bidegla made headlines and was hailed as an urbanite, so the director's visit was simply to inform him. All his medical expenses would be covered by the hospital, allowing Bidegla to focus on his treatment. The cost of treatment would likely amount to tens of thousands, so Bidegla accepted. After all, saving some money was better than giving it away.

Soon, the hospital room was empty except for Bidegla. Almost everyone he knew had visited, so when Bidegla finally relaxed, he immediately began using qi techniques to heal his injuries. But before he could even practice for ten minutes, the door was pushed open once again. Initially, Bidegla wanted to curse, but when he saw who it was, he held back his words.

Because it was Jennie Laura. He couldn't possibly curse at her. However, what annoyed him was that just as things had calmed down, someone else arrived, not allowing him to rest. "Jennie Laura, sister," Bidegla called out, showing no sign of blame.

Upon hearing Bidegla's words, Jennie Laura didn't respond, but rather looked at him with a hint of concern. Perplexed by Jennie Laura's gaze, Bidegla soon understood. Because this time, Jennie Laura wasn't alone; she was accompanied by someone else.

It was a middle-aged man, dressed in designer suits, exuding an air of authority. It was evident that he was a person of high status. Bidegla hadn't seen him before, so he remained silent.

"I am Jennie Laura's uncle, and I represent the Laura Group. I have come to see you," the middle-aged man stated, leaving Bidegla slightly stunned. The man's tone did not seem like that of someone visiting a patient, but rather someone on a mission, with a rigid demeanor. His words surprised Bidegla, who was not naive and had work experience. The Laura Group was truly terrifying, more like a commercial empire that had a hand in almost every industry. He had considered the possibility of Jennie Laura being related to the Laura Group, but had dismissed it as a far-fetched idea. However, the middle-aged man had confirmed it. No wonder Jennie Laura had claimed that her family could easily handle the emerald stone; the Laura Group had the capability.