Hearing the heart-wrenching cries outside, Qin Xi sighed. She looked at the woman who was still unconscious and said, "Forget it. As a woman, I'll help you again!"
She pushed the door open and walked out. She looked coldly at the man who was kneeling on the ground and crying. "Don't you have anything to say?"
The eldest brother did not stop crying. Instead, he raised his head with red eyes, as if he was waiting for Qin Xi to continue.
"As I said before, your wife was poisoned. Do you think this is a coincidence?"
Qin Xi was a little dissatisfied with the man's attitude. "Can't you see the color on these two children? Do you know that if you hesitated any longer, the three of them would have died."
The eldest brother was a little stunned. Then, his face turned pale and his eyes widened in disbelief.
"What did you say? Poisoned? That's impossible. How could my wife be poisoned?"