Qin Yu stared at him, not crying or screaming, but just forcefully pinched his arm. Even the noble ladies are made of flesh and blood. The cool and ethereal forensic doctor winced in pain, eyebrows trembling as he gritted his teeth, "If you pinch me anymore, my arm might not be precise, and I may accidentally cut you with a big gash...."
"You're threatening an injured person, where's the doctor's heart of a parent?" Qin Yu sarcastically confronted him, trying to cheer herself up....
Su Lin's face was expressionless: "If I had a daughter like you, I would have beaten her to death."
Qin Yu didn't speak, only pinching Su Lin's left arm even harder. Her lips moved, but she couldn't speak, because she fainted from the pain.
Just as she fainted, her body didn't collapse onto the cold stone floor, but was held up by Su Lin supporting her with one arm. He looked at her pale face, coming a little late, as the poison had already entered her body.
