Chapter 1939: Chapter 1939: Then Where Am I Supposed to Stay?!
Diwu Zexuan’s silver eyes flashed, his lips parted indifferently.
"You mean Dan Hanxi’s health hasn’t improved at all, and he’s just using medication to barely sustain himself?" Qin Youxuan muttered, her mouth slightly agape, unable to conceal her shock on her charming face.
This kind of recklessness requires a strong indifference to the fear of death.
With Dan Hanxi’s condition, living one more day is already a bonus, yet he dares to take medication erratically.
"It seems his obsession with hatred is much deeper than we imagined," Dan Hanjie said coldly, his eyes flickering.
"It’s not just that; I don’t think he wants to live at all. Taking this kind of drug even once is bound to be devastating for his current physical condition," Diwu Zexuan snorted coldly.
He was originally thinking that with Dan Hanxi’s willpower, he might survive a little longer.
But at this rate of recklessness, lasting even a month is already an achievement.
"Other than confirming he’s been taking drugs, are there any other findings?" Dan Hanjie gestured for Yao to drive, then turned back and pulled Qin Youxuan into his arms.
"No other findings yet, but soon there will be. Isn’t he delivering himself to us?" Diwu Zexuan raised an eyebrow, glancing at the RV following closely behind them.
The two cars were less than five hundred meters apart; Dan Hanxi was really determined to move into the private villa.
No one could guess what his plans truly were.
"If he’s really near death, you wouldn’t dare to let him die, or you’ll be the first to be suspected," Diwu Zexuan narrowed his eyes at Dan Hanjie.
"Then we just happened to think together; I’m also afraid he’ll die too soon."
"Dan Rong’s will has always been a curse. As I said, now is a rare opportunity; Dan Hanxi’s delivered himself to us, why not complete it and let him become a vegetative patient, comfortably lying in bed, while you as his brother can take care of him for a lifetime."
Diwu Zexuan’s eyes darkened, a shadow of light surged from his depths.
Dan Hanxi’s whereabouts had been very mysterious before, and they never had an opportunity to get close. Now that they’re living together, Diwu Zexuan has the chance to strike.
"I feel something’s off; Dan Hanxi knows Jie hates him. He might even suspect Jie could harm him, so why would he fearlessly move in? I feel like he’s hiding a card up his sleeve."
Rui Hui bit her lip, pondering for a while before speaking seriously.
"What if he’s waiting for us to strike, then turns the tables on us?"
"..."
After Rui Hui spoke, the car fell into silence.
Everyone looked at each other, momentarily at a loss for words.
The car parked steadily before the villa gates.
"Mr. Jie, the guest room is ready; since Mr. Xi has difficulty with his legs, we’ve arranged it on the first floor, right next to Mr. Zexian’s room."
The butler received the message and waited at the gate in advance.
"I understand."
Dan Hanjie carried Qin Youxuan out of the car, not letting her down, striding directly towards the villa.
"Staying next to Diwu Zexuan’s room... isn’t that my room? Where am I supposed to stay?!" Rui Hui realized late, glaring at the butler.
"Miss Rui Hui, the lady instructed that Mr. Zexian’s room is big enough. You moving in would be ideal; no need to bother with the second floor." The butler repeated Qin Youxuan’s instructions forcibly.
"The lady..." Rui Hui echoed, then suddenly lifted her head.
