Wen Yanqing ignored her growl and left the ward.
Zhou Fucheng came in and stood silently in front of the hospital bed. He looked at his family and thought of what he had overheard while standing outside. His heart chilled.
"I didn't expect you to become like this," Zhou Fucheng said.
"Brother!" Zhou Manbai shouted anxiously.
"Why don't you turn yourself in? You can save the Zhou family... Or is family just a tool for you to use?" Zhou Fucheng spoke softly, disappointment in his tone.
"Brother, you can't blame me. It's Wen Yanqing's fault! He did this to our Zhou family!" Zhou Manbai cried.
"No. It's no one's fault but our own." Zhou Fucheng sighed. "I've been in police custody these few days, all because I couldn't put a lid on my desires. It's as they say: only rotten eggs attract flies. Zhou Manbai, you'd better take care of yourself."
