C22 (1/2)

”Tang Zhen, are you crazy?”

Song Qiting entered the ward and coincidentally saw Tang Zhen grabbing onto Yu Yifei's neck fiercely. Yu Yifei had already closed her eyes and was about to die in the next second.

Don't mention how angry Song Qiting was, he already knew that he couldn't hand Yi Fei over to Tang Zhen, and as expected. He pulled Tang Zhen away and mercilessly threw him onto the wall.

Tang Zhen's forehead instantly became covered with blood. Her heart had already been wounded, and she no longer had the strength to resist, as if she was a body that had lost her soul, falling into a corner and allowing the blood to flow from her forehead down her face, then splash onto her clothes.

”Yi Fei, Yi Fei.”

Song Qiting nervously carried Yu Yifei in his arms, and gently slapped Yu Yifei's cheeks. His face went from black to white, and afterwards, it was almost completely pale white.

”Doctor, get the hell over here in a minute.”

Song Qiting roared at the beeper in front of the sickbed. Looking at his nervous appearance, Tang Zhen's gaze was filled with ridicule and mockery, her vision became more and more blurry, but how could she ask Song Qiting for a sliver of care? It was probably his greatest gift that he did not kill her right now.

Tang Zhen struggled to stand up using the wall. Due to her severe injuries, she almost fell to the ground again. Fortunately, there was a wall behind her that was strong enough to support her weak body.

Seeing that she was ”safe and sound” while getting up, Song Qiting, who was standing at the side, got even angrier.

”Tang Zhen, if anything happens to Yi Fei, I will definitely let you personally collect Gu Yun's corpse.”

Song Qiting glared at Tang Zhen, every word full of threat.

Tang Zhen could not help but sneer. Other than using Gu Yun to threaten him, what else would he do?

She slowly turned her head and glanced at Yu Yifei, who was in his embrace. Her strength was great, but it was not enough to choke her to death, yet it was impossible for Song Qiting to believe her words.

”Song Qiting, aside from hating me, have you felt anything else all these years?”

Although her voice was not loud, it was filled with powerlessness. She clearly already knew the answer, but she still did not give up.