The newcomer stood there with an imposing presence. Although he was handsome, a layer of frost covered his face, and there was an aura of aloofness about him that kept people at bay. He also seemed impatient.,In the intensive care unit, Shi Chen, who should have been on his last legs, sat straight, lowering his head to tug at the IV needle on his wrist. "I want to leave here! Don't stop me!",A crisp sound of slapping echoed, five finger prints immediately appeared on Shi Chen's face. Mu Yun, with a cold face, reprimanded in a low voice, "Enough! Shi Chen, how long do you plan to make a scene!"。