Helian Shan saw Helian Min lying in the bloody foam and covered her mouth in horror.
"Min! Doctor, please save him!" Helian Shan shouted weakly.
The doctor wanted to carry Helian Min away on a stretcher, but Helian Min refused to cooperate. During the struggle with the doctor, the newly stitched wound on his arm burst open, even the surgical sutures snapped.
"Lu Xiaoyou! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to avenge Xiaokui!"
"Are you out of your mind?"
Compared to the frantic Helian Min and the panicked medical staff around him, Lu Xiaoyou stood opposite them, coldly watching the chaotic scene unfold.
Helian Min glared at her with bloodshot eyes, and Lu Xiaoyou said:
"Helian Min, if you hate me so much, you shouldn't have rushed under my horse's hooves back then!
If you wanted to play the hero saving the damsel, you should have been prepared to lose your life. Losing an arm is already the least harm done to you. You hate me, kill me, will your arm grow back?"
