"I'm here." Her tone was emotionless as she looked at Lin Shiming calmly.
"Qian Qian," Lin Shiming called.
"Shi Qian! What are you doing here?" Lin Qinghe suddenly turned back.
As soon as she finished speaking, two men immediately walked in and forced Lin Qinghe back a few steps.
Then, Old Master walked in.
"Mr. Lin entrusted me to sign the consent form to give up on treatment. I'm here to sign it." Shi Qian explained her intentions directly.
"Shi Qian! Do you want to pull out Dad's oxygen tube to vent your hatred? Dad has been ill for so long, but you haven't shown your face once. As soon as you appear, you want to stop Dad's treatment. You're so ruthless!" Lin Qinghe questioned Shi Qian righteously.
"If you had the right to sign it, I wouldn't have made a special trip." Shi Qian's tone was still light.
It was a stark contrast to Lin Qinghe's exasperation.
