She moved and the whole hospital bed shook with her, the IV dripping rapidly replenishing her blood...
Mo Shiche took long strides forward and pressed down on her shoulder, "Miaomiao, lie down for now. It's not suitable to get agitated."
Ignoring the pain, Sheng Miao sought refuge in his arms, gripping his hand tightly, "Huangnian, it was her who tried to hit me... it must have been her. She's tried so many times to kill me..."
"You said so yourself, I've tried so many times to kill you," Luo Qiangwei's calm laugh was filled with mockery, "If it really was me who had someone hit you, would you still be alive to be rescued? I could have had you knocked to heaven in minutes."
At those words, Sheng Miao trembled again, her face turning deathly pale, "You... you really do want to kill me..."
Luo Qiangwei, "..."
What the hell was she taking this as? Was that what she meant?
