Li Tingshen was sent to the emergency room.
Ye Qingqiu stood outside the emergency room and stared at it for a long time.
When Bo Jinchuan arrived, she was still in the same position.
Other than her pale face and pale lips, there was no other reaction.
She looked calm, but if one looked closely, her hair, eyelashes, and even her clothes were trembling slightly.
Bo Jinchuan asked calmly, "What did he say to you?"
Ye Qingqiu's eyelashes trembled as she slowly turned to look at him. "He said…"
His hoarse voice made her throat itch. "He said he wanted to return my life. Bo Jinchuan, will he be alright?"
"I don't know."
Bo Jinchuan didn't comfort her. "But you're indeed impressive. You made him choose this method."
Ye Qingqiu looked at him quietly and clenched her fists. "You knew long ago?"