Seeing Han Lewen still looking confused, Qiao Yi couldn't help but explain.
"I think the person who designed this wasn't aiming to kill me, but to disfigure and injure me, so I'll play right into their hands. In a few days, it'll be Old Mr. Lu's birthday feast, and that person will definitely show up eagerly to see my disfigured face, then..."
"Then whoever loses their composure is the person who plotted against you!"
Han Lewen finally caught on, clapping her hands and praising the plan.
"Starting today, none of you should come to see me, just say I don't want to see anyone, I'll be discharged from the hospital this afternoon and go home to recover!"
Qiao Yi looked like a cunning little fox who had stolen a treat, her eyes shining, twirling around, seemingly plotting something mischievous.
This matter had to be arranged properly, everyone in the hospital room left, Lu Yanchuan seemed reluctant to go but was eventually called away by a phone call.
