Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 286: Chapter 286: Irreconcilable Differences

Housekeeper Zhao, seeing the situation, didn’t say much. He set the pocket watch aside and joined Xu Ke in trying to hold down Sheng Wenhao, attempting to prevent him from further injuring himself. But the two of them misjudged Wenhao’s strength.

Wenhao appeared lean, but his strength was astonishingly great. Xu Ke, while holding his hand, nearly lost his grip as Wenhao, like a wild beast bereft of reason, opened his mouth to bite the arm that Xu Ke used to restrain him.

Not only did Wenhao struggle fiercely with his upper body, but his lower body was equally challenging. Twice, he almost toppled Housekeeper Zhao. The housekeeper’s meticulously groomed hair was slightly disheveled. "Family Head, I’m almost losing control here," Housekeeper Zhao said, pinning down Wenhao’s kicking feet with all his upper body strength.

"Take his belt off and tie up his legs first," Xu Ke said, using his knee and one hand to restrain Sheng Wenhao’s thrashing upper body. Taking advantage of a brief respite, Xu Ke deftly removed Wenhao’s belt with a flick of his wrist and tossed it to Housekeeper Zhao.

By the time Housekeeper Zhao had tied up Wenhao’s legs and helped Xu Ke completely subdue Wenhao’s upper body, more than half an hour had passed. Xu Ke’s back was soaked with sweat, and his arms felt fatigued.

As Xu Ke and Housekeeper Zhao worked together to move Wenhao onto the bed, the private doctor arrived.

"How is he? Is he badly hurt?" Xu Ke watched the private doctor use tweezers to extract shards of glass embedded in Wenhao’s flesh. With every piece removed, Wenhao’s body shuddered reflexively, the muscles in his shoulders tensing involuntarily.

a little extensive. Bathing would be a bit inconvenient. If his back hurts too much, he can take a pain reliever, but not too many, as it’s not

to hurt himself? What’s the reason?" Xu Ke asked in a composed manner, observing the doctor sprinkle an off-white powder onto Wenhao’s

be a relapse of an old condition, or possibly an overdose of stimulants, or a resurgence of drug addiction. But when I examined Wenhao’s injuries, I noticed needle marks on his arm, so I’m personally more inclined towards the third possibility. Still, we can’t rule out the others. We might only discover the true cause once

out for now," Xu Ke replied, maintaining

heard the door close, Xu Ke’s expression shifted. A storm brewed in

bedside, gazing intently at Sheng Wenhao until the knock of Housekeeper Zhao brought him back to reality. He slowly

saw it keep their mouths shut. Tomorrow morning, have the kitchen prepare some light, easy-to-digest meals.

Zhao responded with

Ke changed his clothes and slipped into bed. Lin Mengyao, sensing the bed’s

were like a timely downpour dousing the volcanic eruption brewing within Xu Ke. Bathed in moonlight, Xu Ke meticulously traced the outline of Mengyao’s features with his gaze. Lost in time, he

happened before falling asleep, he quickly grasped his situation. As he tried to get out of bed, a sharp pain in his back snapped him

if Sheng Wenhao had realized something, and his face turned