"Senior Sister!"
Qin Lie called out hoarsely, his voice trembling with agitation. "Is it because of my family background? Or because... I've been crippled, with no hope of recovery?!"
Zhou Yu stopped at the door and turned around, struggling to maintain a comforting expression. "Junior Brother Qin, don't let your imagination run wild. Focus on recuperating. Your injuries... may not be beyond hope."
"Recovery?!"
As though he had heard the most absurd joke in the world, Qin Lie gave a miserable laugh. Bloodshot veins instantly filled his eyes, and the fury in his heart erupted like a volcano. "Whether I can recover or not, wouldn't I know that myself?! I can't recover! You! And Master! How much longer do you intend to deceive me?!"
Crash!
A piercing sound of shattering exploded. Medicine splashed everywhere, and shards scattered across the floor.
Startled back a step by this sudden outburst of violence, Zhou Yu looked at the mess on the ground, a trace of helplessness flashing through her eyes.
Having studied medicine for many years, how could she not understand what Qin Lie's injuries meant?
That so-called secret prescription was merely a sliver of unwilling hope in her father's heart. Now, it seemed there was no saving him.
"Junior Brother Qin..."
She sighed, her voice filled with deep helplessness.
"Senior Sister."
Qin Lie panted heavily like a wounded beast trapped in a corner, his crimson eyes fixed dead on Zhou Yu. "Do you look down on me too? Do you think I'm a burden? A cripple?!"
Zhou Yu shook her head, her tone sincere. "No."
"You clearly do!"
Qin Lie roared, pressing forward step by step. "You weren't like this before! Before, you..."
The contrast between Zhou Yu's gentle concern in the past and her current distance was like a blade. The