Chapter 93 - Chapter 93: The One in the Wrong is Yourself

Zhang Ye now understood the ins and outs of the matter. "Oh, so that's how it is! That's your interpretation," he nodded. "However, is there perhaps a misunderstanding in this matter?" He looked down at Lin Dama, meeting her gaze full of hatred. Then, Zhang Ye lowered his voice, speaking softly, "Actually, I, as a person, am most obstinate in words but tender-hearted at heart. How could I bear to watch a child suffer in pain? So later, I went to your home to deliver medicine." Lin Dama widened her eyes, "You're talking nonsense!" "No, no, I really am not talking nonsense. I did visit your home; think carefully. Oh, right, at that time, you were too focused, and it's possible you forgot." A hint of regret appeared in Zhang Ye's eyes. "In fact, at that time, Xiaohu was still alive. I clearly saw his chest moving. But why did you... sigh! He originally had a chance to survive, but you deprived him of the possibility of survival. You're truly a good grandmother." Zhang Ye's gaze became dark, and his tone turned extremely indifferent. Lin Dama's mental state was already abnormal. Hearing Zhang Ye's words at this moment further confused her mind. A trace of panic flashed in her eyes. Could it be that Xiaohu didn't really die? Instead, did she accidentally cause his death later on? "No, it's impossible! Xiaohu was already dead at that time, and you killed him!" Zhang Ye burst into laughter, pointing at Zhou Ke'er, "If you don't believe it, you can ask Dr. Zhou! Could Lin Xiaohu have been saved?" Lin Dama turned her head in confusion, looking at Zhou Ke'er on the steps. Seeing Zhang Ye's sinister smile, Zhou Ke'er couldn't help but feel a chill. No wonder Zhang Ye didn't directly kill Lin Dama but instead talked to her for so long. It turned out he not only wanted Lin Dama dead but also aimed to kill her mentally, letting her die in extreme agony. Zhou Ke'er lowered her head, gazing at Lin Dama, and slowly nodded. "Indeed, Lin Xiaohu had a chance to be saved. At that time, I contacted Zhang Ye, and he agreed to deliver the medicine. However, you didn't wait for him and wrongly thought Lin Xiaohu was already dead. If you had waited a bit longer, perhaps he wouldn't have died." Zhou Ke'er didn't say the last few words out loud because she felt it was powerful enough. Lin Dama, in despair, covered her face, wailing in agony. "No, it's not true! Xiaohu was dead at that time. It was because you didn't lend me the medicine that he died! You are the real culprit!" Lin Dama cursed vehemently, bloodshot eyes filled with hatred, resembling a ferocious ghost.