Number Three looked at Qin Han as he rose to his feet and immediately exclaimed in haste, "Mr. Qin, don't do it, I am not worth the trouble."
In Number Three's view, Qin Han must have been planning to break him out of prison. Now that the officials had been alerted, the moment Qin Han attempted the breakout, everyone from the Qin's Medical Hall would have to face a life on the run. How could Number Three bear to be the cause of their misfortune?
Qin Han turned around, a faint smile on his face as he reassured, "Don't worry, I'm not going to jailbreak! Things are not so complicated! Just stay calm inside, and we'll go home tomorrow. Take this."
Having said that, Qin Han took a Small Guiyuan Pill from his bosom and tossed it to Number Three.
"Go home?" Number Three was stunned. Could he really go home in this condition?
When Qin Han exited the visiting room, his facial expression turned grim.
