"What did you say?"
Xiao Mei gritted her teeth and got up from the ground despite the pain, glaring at Wang Chao, "Wang Chao, you bastard, you actually poisoned my son. Quickly give me the antidote, or I'll kill you!"
Wang Chao completely ignored Xiao Mei and just stared coldly at Li Tianxing, "If you still want to save Li Mu's life, then get lost!"
Li Tianxing, Li Feizhou, and Li Feilong looked at each other and then burst into laughter.
"Wang Chao, do you really think your so-called poison can hold me back?"
Just then, Li Mu's icy voice came from outside.
Following that, Li Baiyang pushed a wheelchair and walked in.
Sitting on the wheelchair was Li Mu himself.
At this moment, Li Mu was wearing a patient's gown, with the wounds on his throat and chest already stitched up and bandaged.
He stared ferociously at Wang Chao, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.
"Son!!"
