Su Jiu was stunned. Then, as if a bolt of lightning had struck her from above, she immediately ran toward him. "Daddy!"
Su Shengjing did not move at all. She could not even feel his chest rising and falling. The oxygen mask was also not moving. It was as if he was no longer breathing.
Su Jiu took her father's hand and realized how cold it was. Only his palm was slightly warm.
Her tears fell at once. She held her father's hand tightly and said in a choked voice, "Daddy, nothing must happen to you. Don't leave Little Jiu behind…"
At this moment, Qin Feng was already under the control of the police, but he still laughed proudly. "Hahaha, your father probably won't be able to make it. I stabbed him several times just now, and every strike hit a vital point!"
"Shut up! You're under arrest!" The policemen had already cuffed him. They escorted him to the police car, where they unceremoniously pushed him inside.
