That fake-looking face was just like wearing a Human Skin Mask. She really wanted to tear it off...
No. 444 stiffened his neck and shook his head.
Afraid she would try something reckless again, he hurriedly added:
This won't dispel the clone's resentment. The more Soul Fragments you collect, the more resentment will build up. If you don't properly dispel it, once it accumulates to a certain level, the host might eventually become a madman who knows nothing but killing.
"Fine, then."
Her voice carried a hint of helplessness.
Ever since the two sets of memories had fused, she really was affected by the clone from time to time.
"If I can't kill him, can I cripple him?"
She felt that if she didn't do something, the pent-up anger in her chest would have no way to vent.
Seeing that she still hadn't given up, 444 really felt like crying.
Host, can't you stop being so violent all the time? Can't you be a little gentler? For example, like how you dealt with that Guo Min and Lu Yong before.
He was still a newborn baby. All this bloodshed was bad for his growth.
"Then... can I poison him mute?"
A dark glint flashed through Su Qiao's eyes as she tentatively asked, "Still not allowed?"
Su Qiao was actually just testing how far this 'cannon-fodder' version of herself could go against this world's Male Lead.
"...Fine, then." 444 hesitated for a moment before reluctantly nodding, though he was somewhat uncertain.
Sigh. Poisoning him mute was still better than poisoning him to death.
"Mm." Su Qiao's gaze flickered as she looked at Qin Yu, and she finally understood.
She couldn't kill him, but she could give him a few problems.
That put her at ease.
She had plenty of ways to torture people.
Mm, the most important thing now was to recover from her foot injury as soon as possible.
Thinking of her foot, Su Qiao suddenly remembered something.
In the original plot, the doctor who operated on her leg should also be at this hospital.
That bastard had definitely been bribed, which was why her leg had been amputated.
A fierce, biting malice swept through Su Qiao's eyes. "Little Fourth, find out whether this hospital has a male doctor named Li Dongnan."
Not one person who had harmed her would escape.
She would make them understand what it meant to live a life worse than death.
Li Dongnan?
Hearing this unfamiliar name, 444 froze for a moment. All right, I'll go check.
Seeing Su Qiao half-close her eyes and fall silent, Qin Yu raised his hand to check the time and said softly:
"Qiaoqiao, are you tired? If you are, get some good sleep. I'll go home and have Aunt Li make you something delicious."
"Mm." Su Qiao wished he would hurry up and leave, so she gave him a single word out of charity.
You awful man are here. How could I dare sleep?
After all, she had no Internal Energy or martial arts now, and she hadn't even brought any Poison Powder with her.
Qin Yu thought she was worried about delaying his work, and the doubts in his heart vanished. He tenderly stroked her head:
"Qiaoqiao, how can you be so wonderful? You're not only beautiful, but also so considerate, always thinking of me."
"Do you know? Meeting you is truly the luckiest thing in my life."
Su Qiao turned her head away to avoid his hand and sneered inwardly.
Hmph, you really are lucky.
Next, you'll feel even luckier.
Qin Yu stood up to leave, but the corner of his eye swept over her right ankle, making him pause again.
His gaze was gentle and filled with deep affection:
"Qiaoqiao, don't overthink things. No matter what you become, you'll always be my Qiaoqiao, forever the person I love most."
"Put your mind at ease and listen to the doctor's treatment. Once your leg gets better, we'll get married. I'll definitely give you a grand wedding then."
"Mm." Su Qiao noticed that his gaze seemed to linger on her right foot, and she could only find it amusing.
Isn't this exactly what you want?
Once one of my legs is broken, I'll never be able to escape your grasp again.
But unfortunately, I'll have to disappoint you.
In the stairwell, Lin Shen kept opening and closing his mouth, looking like he wanted to speak but couldn't. He looked just like he was constipated.
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