Li Qiyu sneered evilly, "Li Baiyi, you know how to weigh pros and cons very well. Pushing the blame about the heart onto Madam Li and refusing to admit to murder and framing."
"I really didn't!"
"Let the surgery begin."
Li Qiyu, sick of it all, shook off her hand and, not wanting to waste another word, turned and left.
Li Baiyi still wanted to say something, but an anesthetic injection was administered into her arm.
Hearing her scream in agony, Li Qiyu hastily walked out, clutching her aching heart tightly.
It was because Little Qiyu was too kind-hearted that she had died countless times, being cruelly wounded by this world.
Leaning against the wall, she slowly squatted down, hugging herself, feeling her scalp go numb.
It was retribution that the bad people deserved, but she felt so evil herself...
A bodyguard came out from the room next door and said in a low voice, "Miss Li, the interrogation went smoothly, and the testimonies of several students have been recorded."
