If she can't live, she wants to drag Lu Qingyi to hell with her. Either they survive together, or they go to hell together. Her goal is to make Lu Qingyi her scapegoat.
Notice from various hospitals announced that the infected could go to hospitals on their own, all expenses were free of charge.
When Lu Jiayue knew she was infected, her first thought was not to go to the hospital, but how to infect Lu Qingyi.
She didn't want Lu Qingyi to live so effortlessly. She wanted Lu Qingyi to die.
Lu Jiayue held her phone, slowly dialed Lu Qingyi's number which she always remembered, except she was blocked from contacting her.
She used a new, unused card to call Lu Qingyi.
The phone rang for a long time without being answered. Lu Jiayue frowned in irritation and kept trying the number.
No matter what, she had to lure Lu Qingyi out.
"Speak."
After the third call, Lu Qingyi finally picked up. Her voice, cold as ice, came through.
"Sister."
Lu Jiayue spoke sweetly.
