Outside, Leng Chunhong, despite the pain in her body, stood staring at the door that Ji Wushuang had slammed shut.
"Is everyone going to abandon me?" Leng Chunhong sneered at herself.
For the sake of this family, she had desperately tried to squeeze into the circle of elites, aiming to stabilize the Ji Family's position. Now, in the end, she had gained nothing and had instead been kicked out of the game.
Leng Chunhong stood there, staring at the harsh sunlight outside.
"Shen Qingqing, don't be smug for too long; your daughter may be better than mine for now, but at least I am still alive, and you are already dead, aren't you?"
"Just wait and see, I'll show you how I push your daughter into hell step by step," Leng Chunhong said in a low voice, before turning around and walking away.
She did not return to the ward, but left the hospital directly.
Ji Jianchong kept his gaze on her until her figure disappeared behind the hospital's main doors, then he withdrew his sight.
