Upon hearing Chu Ge say this, Jin Yingji could no longer hold back and swung his fist fiercely at Chu Ge, but it was all in vain.
Not to mention that Chu Ge had anticipated it, and he was carrying a gunshot wound. Even if he was uninjured, hitting Chu Ge with that punch would still be a fool's dream.
Chu Ge raised a hand, brushed Jin Yingji's fist aside, and as Jin Yingji refused to give up, reaching for Chu Ge with his other hand, Chu Ge stepped back slightly, causing him to grab nothing but air.
With a thud, Jin Yingji, losing balance, rolled off the hospital bed and fell to the ground. The translator nearby Chu Ge jumped in fright, but seeing that the two police officers at the door had no intention of intervening, he remained silent and moved aside a little.
"Angry and ashamed? But with fists like that, what can you really do?"
