Ou Yimo saw Zhan Nanjue pushing the wheelchair to leave and hurriedly stopped him, "Azhan, where are you going? You've just passed the critical period, are you trying to throw away your life?"
"Azhan!!"
Ou Yimo felt that the impulsive Zhan Nanjue didn't care about life and death at all.
As she watched Zhan Nanjue's back, a strong sense of hatred flashed in her eyes.
What did his earlier question mean?
Could it be that he's suspecting her?
She saved him in such a dire situation, she got severely injured, how could it have anything to do with Gong Shirao?
He shouldn't suspect her!
Moreover, she had dealt with all the kidnappers she collaborated with...
There shouldn't be any trouble.
What she hated was that despite her meticulous planning, Gong Shirao still didn't die!
'Gong Shirao, why is your life so resilient!? You don't die from an overdose of sleeping pills, and even fire couldn't kill you!?'
'Do I really have to make your life worse than death for satisfaction!?'
