Li Ye looked at Ruan Mingli before him and felt so stifled it hurt.
It was like a soldier fighting on the front lines, drenched in blood and covered in wounds, just as the final decisive battle was at hand, when an order suddenly came from the rear telling him to "make peace" with the enemy across from him.
Tell me, wouldn't that leave you feeling stifled?
Li Ye considered himself a good judge of character, and before coming here, he had analyzed whether Ruan Mingli was trustworthy.
When Ruan Mingli had learned that her husband was injured and hospitalized, she had been like Zhang Fei upon hearing that Guan Yu had been harmed by petty villains. She had cried out to heaven and earth before Li Ye, demanding that he bring her to the Southwest, shouting about killing people and wishing she could tear the people from Southwest Heavy Truck Company apart alive.
Yet after just one night, she had become timid and shrinking, magnanimously deciding not to pursue the matter.
What could possibly possess such tremendous magic?
Heh heh heh. There were so many clever people in this world, all thinking no one else could guess what they were up to.
Ruan Mingli noticed something wrong in Li Ye's eyes and instinctively grew a little panicked.
Still, she forced an awkward smile and said, "I'm sorry, factory director Li. We... we just wanted to let you know. Please help us arrange the transfer to another hospital. Also, my husband doesn't want to be interviewed by reporters."
Li Ye said coldly, "There's no rush about transferring hospitals. Are you certain now that Zhang Wenchang fell down himself and then stabbed himself?"
Ruan Mingli opened her mouth, then insisted, "I'm certain, factory director Li. Things were very chaotic at the