She took out a needle from her body, and from it, she also pulled out a silver needle. After putting it inside and taking it out, the tip had turned black indeed.
It was the most ancient method, but also the most direct one, wasn't it?
She put the needle away, wiped it clean on her clothes, and put it back into the needle case. Then, she picked up the bowl of noodles, and her red lips curled slightly in mockery.
Should she really consider poisoning the entire Song family to death?
But in the end, she didn't do it. It wasn't because she had a conscience or because she was a do-gooder, it was simply because it was illegal. Murder was against the law. Unless it was unavoidable, she would not stain her hands with someone else's life.
She was a doctor, her hands were used to save lives, not to take them.
She didn't eat that bowl of food, instead, she discarded the noodles into the ash of the stove, covered it with another layer, and no one would ever know.
