"You deserve it. You've bankrupted me. It was a great mercy that I didn't stab you to death. You'd better let go now and let me go, or I can stab you again. This time, I will certainly find the right spot to stab you so that you end up infertile and spend the rest of your life in misery," Xing Yujun said venomously.

Her neck was tightly constricted by her own clothes, and her speech sounded like sandpaper scraping on a blackboard, making one's scalp tingle. Coupled with Xing Yujun's malicious words, she was like a real-life wicked witch.

Xu Ke gave the woman a cold glance and calmly called the police and then an ambulance.

Hearing that Xu Ke actually called the police, Xing Yujun's struggle intensified immediately, "Xu Ke, you're not human, you're a coward. You actually called the police. This is a private matter between us, why report it to the police? Don't you have any sense of shame?"

Xu Ke ignored Xing Yujun's foul language. Only after making all the necessary calls did he refocus his attention on Xing Yujun.

Xu Ke released his grip, then took off his shirt to bind her wound.

The first reaction of Xing Yujun, feeling Xu Ke's restraint fade, was to run, but a sharp pain shot from her calf. Xu Ke merely kicked her with his toe, causing Xing Yujun to fall to the ground, her knees hitting the smooth floor, stopping her attempt to flee.

"The education I've received all these years teaches me not to hit women, but your actions have severely crossed my line. If I don't show you some consequences, you'll think you can walk all over me." Xu Ke's voice was steady but his actions were anything but—swift and fierce. A few punches later, Xing Yujun was sprawled on the ground like a fly with broken wings, spinning in circles but unable to do anything.

Xing Yujun received several blows to the head from Xu Ke, making her feel like she was floating in a cloud. Yet externally, there appeared to be no visible injury. A punch to the abdomen forced Xing Yujun to curl up like a shrimp.

"Cough, cough." Xing Yujun coughed in pain, but this did not evoke any sympathy from Xu Ke. He even dragged her into the room, tied her tightly with bedsheets, and then sat silently in the hotel waiting for the ambulance and police to arrive.

The police car and ambulance met at the hotel entrance, causing a commotion among the hotel management. Hearing it was due to a guest's report and help request, the hotel manager wiped the sweat from his face while leading both teams to Xu Ke's room using the room number he provided.

Xu Ke's door was open. The policemen walked cautiously in front, while the paramedics and hotel manager brought up the rear.

In Xu Ke's room, they found Xing Yujun tightly bound, with a towel stuffed in her mouth, preventing her from speaking and only allowing her to make muffled sounds. Xu Ke sat opposite her, eyes tightly shut, his face pale, lips colorless, and his hands stained with blood.

The paramedics, seeing the scene, quickly rushed from behind the police to Xu Ke's side to assess his injuries.

"Excessive blood loss, temporarily unconscious, immediate treatment required." The paramedics quickly checked Xu Ke's basic condition and determined his current state. The group swiftly lifted him and rushed out.

The paramedics came and went in a hurry.

As this involved a criminal case, a policeman accompanied Xu Ke in the ambulance to facilitate questioning as soon as he regained consciousness.

The other policemen untied Xing Yujun and took her to the station for questioning.

For a moment, only the manager was left standing at Xu Ke's door, looking worried, as if his remaining few strands of hair might fall out.

"How did I end up in such a situation? How did this happen to me?" The manager muttered in resignation as he touched his thinning hair.

This incident's impact on the hotel was still uncertain, but this quarter's revenue was likely to take a hit, and he expected to be reprimanded again.

Elsewhere, thanks to Xu Ke's strong constitution, he opened his eyes as dusk fell, smelling the pungent scent of disinfectant. His wounds had been properly treated, and an IV drip was attached to his hand. The nurse, always attentive to him, promptly called the doctor upon seeing Xu Ke awaken.

Just after Xu Ke realized his situation and before he had a chance to eat, a group of doctors rushed in, surrounded him for various examinations, and inquired about his current condition. Seeing that Xu Ke was fine, the attending doctor breathed a sigh of relief, removed his glasses from his nose and tucked them into his pocket.

"You're lucky, young man. Although the wound was deep and extensive, it didn't reach any internal organs. I stitched you up with dozens of stitches. Just go home, rest, and eat more iron-rich food to recover," the attending doctor said.

"Thank you." Xu Ke touched his bandaged area and gave the doctor a smile.

As Xu Ke regained consciousness, the police officer who had been waiting outside his ward came in to carry out the case-related inquiry.

With surveillance as evidence, a medical injury assessment, and the efforts of Xu Ke's legal team, the case was quickly resolved. Xing Yujun was imprisoned, and it was uncertain if she would ever have a chance to get out.

On the day of the verdict, Xu Ke did not appear, but those who returned said that as the verdict was announced, Xing Yujun wept bitterly in court, continuously trying to call Xu Ke to settle privately, loudly proclaiming her desire not to go to prison, eventually collapsing on the courtroom floor.

It could be said that Xing Yujun's former femme fatale image was utterly shattered due to this incident, while her downfall added a 'not to be trifled with' label to Xu Ke, a man who had not been in Shangzhou for long.

Meanwhile, this man deemed 'not to be trifled with' was now afraid to return home due to his injuries and, thus, decided to contribute to socialism by donating five billion yuan to the country's infrastructure and hiding in the countryside with government workers.

"Didn't you say you'd come back today? Why are you suddenly going to the countryside for some construction?" Lin Mengyao asked curiously over the phone.

"That was the original plan, but things change. As a member of the Chinese people, upon hearing that my country needs me, how could I think of anything else? Besides, I'm truly excited about this trip, imagining a village rising before my eyes fills me with passion. If it weren't for inheriting the family business, I'd probably be a civil servant by now," Xu Ke joked, half-serious, half in jest.

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