Having completed the final step, Xiao Yifei no longer had any strength left; he slid off the stool and collapsed on the ground.
"Ah! You bastard! What exactly have you done to the old man!"
Unable to wait any longer outside, the Poison Scorpion forcefully pushed open the door and saw Jiang Mingquan coughing up necrotic tissue. Witnessing the scene before her, a sharp pang seized her heart—she thought Xiao Yifei had done something to Jiang Mingquan! The Poison Scorpion let out a heart-wrenching scream. Without a second thought, she pulled out a gun, aimed it at Xiao Yifei, who lay collapsed on the ground, and was about to pull the trigger.
"Little Hero! Stop!"
It was at that moment that the familiar voice of Jiang Mingquan pulled Poison Scorpion back from the brink of collapse.
Tears already streaming down her face, Poison Scorpion stared blankly at Jiang Mingquan, who now had his eyes open on the hospital bed, too shocked to add up: "Old man, you're awake!"
