At the Hospital.
An Xiaohui and He Qin were planning their next move.
"Sister He, do you think I should fall critically ill again?" An Xiaohui's head was full of schemes. Since the other party refused to admit defeat, she'd have to be ruthless until she was powerless to retaliate. It would be best if Li An'an would leave this city, or get out of this country, and never come back. Then, everything would forever be hers.
He Qin felt that this idea was not bad. "Alright, I'll talk to my ex-classmate."
She went to the corridor. An Xiaohui's suicide was all an act, but there was no lack of help from others. Coincidentally, He Qin's ex-classmate was working here as a doctor, so An Xiaohui was able to get herself admitted to the critical care ward. Her wound was actually a minor one.
"Xiao Qin, I think An Xiaohui is fine. You should get her to leave the hospital as soon as possible," a male doctor in the office said.
