After a brief stupor, Yang Jiajun let out a roar of fury and punched the window glass.
However, Yang underestimated his own strength.
Nowadays, window glass is almost always double-thickened.
With that meager force of his, how could he possibly shatter it?
He already had a very small foothold, and under the strong recoil force, his body fell straight down from the fourth floor.
Inside the VIP ward, Su Chen turned his head immediately after hearing the noise.
But Yang Jiajun had already fallen.
"Xiaochen, it seems something fell down!" Xia Yan said with a slight frown.
Su Chen walked to the window and opened it.
Upon seeing the scene outside, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Yang Jiajun was lying on the ground convulsing, a large pool of blood beneath him, surrounded by countless medical staff.
It turned out that what had fallen was not something but Yang Jiajun himself.
How did this guy climb up to the window?
