"You use your parents' twisted love story to warn me that all love is false. Don't you think you're a joke?
"You keep saying Jiang Honghu betrayed your mother. Of course, I'm not trying to speak up for Jiang Honghu—he really was a piece of shit—but your mother wasn't a good person either.
"Do you not know why your mother got together with Jiang Honghu back then? There was never any pure love between your parents. They were calculating against and using each other from the start. Where was the sincerity?
"You're using the mutual exploitation between two frauds with no moral bottom line to lecture me shamelessly about love?"
Qi Si sneered at Jiang Zhijie on the hospital bed. He truly did not know whether he should applaud in satisfaction or pity this madman.
Then again, Jiang Zhijie himself was not someone with any morals.
Otherwise, he would not have used those children as test subjects back then.
After hearing Qi Si's words, Jiang Zhijie seemed to grow agitated, the rise and fall of his chest becoming more violent.
An alarm suddenly rang out in the ward. Within ten seconds, a group of people in white coats filed inside.
At the ward entrance, Bai Hanzhou and Li An poked their heads in with bewildered expressions.
When their eyes met Qi Si's, the same confusion filled both their gazes.
What was going on?
What exactly had you all said? How had you angered him this badly?
Don't tell me he was really going to croak by accident?
Qi Si did not explain. He and Bo Yanqi moved aside and watched the doctors resuscitate Jiang Zhijie.
Bo Yanqi had remained completely silent from the beginning, perfectly playing the role of a qualified background prop.
After watching the doctors treat Jiang Zhijie