Su Qiao swept a cold glance over the two of them. "If anything happens to Gao Jinghui, not only will Gao Mingyuan die, but your entire Gao Family will die too. Every one of you will be buried with him!"
"Don't doubt me. Killing all of you would be no harder for me than killing a few ants."
"Now get out! Get as far away as you can!"
Although Su Qiao's expression was calm, and her voice was calm—so soft, in fact—Gao Bin still felt a chill rise from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
Madam Gao's body shuddered, and a warm liquid finally gushed down from between her legs.
"I... We're leaving."
Gao Bin did his best to calm himself as he helped his wife toward the exit.
By then, it was impossible to tell whether he was supporting her or she was holding him up.
"Um, are you all right?" Professor Du was also somewhat shaken.
The young woman who had still been in his office moments ago, discussing Limb Reattachment Surgery with him and promising that he could come to her whenever he encountered a difficult case, had suddenly become...
The way she had looked just now was genuinely frightening.
Su Qiao gently shook her head. "I'm fine."
"Good, good. As long as you're fine."
Professor Du already knew that the person still in the intensive care unit was the man she was dating.
After listening for a while, he also learned that the son of the couple who had just come by was the one who had beaten her boyfriend into that state.
They had injured someone so badly and still had the nerve to come here and make a scene. That couple truly had it coming.
Turning to look at