"I should have known. She doesn't want me, and you don't want me either!"

"You all should leave! I don't want to live anymore anyway!"

As Shan Dandan spoke, she pulled out the needle from the back of her hand, and drops of blood flowed out from the back of her white and transparent hand.

"Oh my dear aunt, what are you doing? You are stabbing your father in the heart!"

Su Jianwei watched a burly man about 1.8 meters tall rushing towards him with red eyes in fear.

"Doctor, doctor, help!"

Su Jianwei sighed as he listened to Shan Qiang's choked voice and Shan Dandan who was trying hard to pretend to be indifferent.

If she guessed correctly, the woman who had just rushed out of the ward with red eyes was Shan Dandan's biological mother.

A pretty woman in a white coat and short hair walked in quickly. After seeing the needle that had been pulled out manually, she looked at Shan Dandan who was sitting on the bed and Shan Qiang who was standing beside her like a big quail with a pale face.

"Who pulled it out?"

Shan Qiang swallowed in fear.

Shan Dandan raised her neck, clutched the quilt tightly and said, "I pulled it out!"

"I don't want to live anymore, you hear me!"

“Dan Dan Dan!”

The three people in the ward shouted at Shan Dandan in unison.

Su Jianwei, Shan Qiang, and the female doctor exchanged glances. The female doctor, looking at the stubborn Shan Dandan, suddenly sighed, "I'm sorry."

"I shouldn't have let your mother come to see you."

Shan Dandan looked at the female doctor and gave her a sarcastic smile, "Doctor Chen, you are really her good sister."

"Don't you just think I'm dying and want her to see me for the last time?"