Qiao Zilin was in so much pain that he could hardly bear it and quickly said to Qiao Xixi, "Sister Xixi, please help me."
"Find Lin Dong for me; I need to speak with him."
However, what he received was nothing but Qiao Xixi's scorn and sarcasm.
"Zilin, it's not that your sister doesn't want to help you, but I also can't find Lin Dong."
"Then take me to the hospital; I'm in too much pain," Qiao Zilin hurriedly said again.
"Sorry, I'm busy. You go by yourself!" Qiao Xixi said indifferently.
"You…" Qiao Zilin was furious. "I'm like this, and you won't even take me to the hospital? Aren't you being too cold-hearted?"
Qiao Xixi sneered, "Qiao Zilin, have you become a trash? Do you still have the right to lose your temper with me?"
"You might as well save your energy and think about how you're going to spend the rest of your life."
"Without martial arts strength or a position in the combat department, you, Qiao Zilin, are nothing. What right do you have to speak to me like this?"
