Looking at the person lying on the hospital bed with eyes closed and face as pale as paper, Su Xinyao felt as if her heart was being gnawed by thousands of ants, itchy and painful.

She stared at the face that had once haunted her dreams, but a trace of deep hatred flashed in the depths of her eyes.

She walked towards the bed step by step.

Su Xinyao came to the bedside, she stood quietly, staring at the person on the bed, and snorted coldly: "Zhou Yanchen, you are so sad today."

Her voice echoed in the silent ward, carrying a hint of sarcasm and resentment.

"Do you know how happy I am to see you lying here?" Su Xinyao's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a cold smile, "You finally get a taste of what it feels like to be hurt by someone."

"Zhou Yanchen, why?" Su Xinyao suddenly raised her voice, tears welling up in her eyes. "I've been by your side for so many years, why can't you see me? Can't you feel how good I am to you?"

"What's so good about Shen Qingli?" Su Xinyao's voice was full of resentment and indignation. "What is there about her that deserves you to treat me like this?"

"Zhou Yanchen, if you hadn't treated me and the Su family like that, I might have shown mercy to you."

Su Xinyao took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. "But now, only your death can relieve the hatred in my heart."

As she spoke, she slowly took out a syringe and a glass bottle from her pocket.

The liquid in the syringe flickered strangely under the light, as if it were poison from hell.

"Zhou Yanchen, I heard that this medicine doesn't have any effect." Su Xinyao's voice became unusually calm, "Oh, that's right, you are no different from a dead person now."

Su Xinyao stared at the infusion bag. She took a deep breath and slowly moved the syringe closer to the infusion bag.

However, just when the syringe was about to touch the infusion bag, she suddenly stopped moving as if she was hit by something.

"Zhou Yanchen, since this medicine is so powerful, why don't I inject it directly into you?" Su Xinyao's voice echoed in the silent room, with a hint of determination and madness.

Her eyes were like those of a hawk, fixed on Zhou Yanchen, and the syringe in her hand was directed towards him without hesitation.

The next second, Su Xinyao pointed the needle at Zhou Yanchen's arm. The needle flashed coldly in the dim light, as if it could pierce his skin at any time.

Just when her needle was about to touch Zhou Yanchen's arm, suddenly, a strong hand clamped her wrist tightly like a pair of pliers.

Su Xinyao widened her eyes in astonishment, her gaze shifted away from Zhou Yanchen and fell on the hand that suddenly appeared.

"Zhou Yanchen, you're not unconscious?" Her voice was full of disbelief.

Su Xinyao looked at the man in front of her, and only then did she realize that this man was not Zhou Yanchen at all.

Why is this happening?

How could such a foolproof plan end up like this?

"Who are you? Where is Zhou Yanchen going?"

The next second, the originally dim room suddenly became extremely bright.

Su Xinyao's eyes were stung by the sudden bright light, and she couldn't help but squint.

When she adjusted to the light, a hint of panic flashed across her eyes.

She turned her head and saw Shen Qingli walking in with a group of people.

Su Xinyao's heartbeat accelerated instantly. She widened her eyes and looked at Shen Qingli in disbelief, "Shen Qingli, you didn't leave?"

Shen Qingli looked at her expressionlessly, her eyes cold and sharp.

"Are you disappointed that I didn't leave? Su Xinyao." Her voice was calm, but it carried a chilling majesty.

Su Xinyao then realized that she had been fooled, and despair surged in her heart.

Her hands were tightly clamped by the man on the bed and she couldn't move at all.

She looked at Shen Qingli and asked with a trembling voice: "How did you know it was mine?"

Shen Qingli took out the monitoring device in his hand and said, "From the moment you came in."

Hearing this, Su Xinyao sneered out loud. She took off her mask and glasses and glared at Shen Qingli fiercely, "Even if you know it was me, so what."

"I failed today, but Zhou Yanchen is still a vegetable. He will never wake up."

Before she finished her words, Shen Qingli's face darkened. She quickly walked up to Su Xinyao and slapped her in the face without hesitation.

"Su Xinyao, A'Yan will definitely wake up!" Shen Qingli's eyes were as sharp as torches, staring at Su Xinyao closely. ?

Su Xinyao was stunned by this sudden slap in the face. She stared at Shen Qingli with wide eyes, her face full of disbelief.

"But these have nothing to do with you." Shen Qingli said coldly, "From now on, you will no longer have the opportunity to see this beautiful land."

Su Xinyao felt a surge of fear in her heart, and she asked in a trembling voice: "You...what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Shen Qingli sneered, "Do you think you can get out of there?"

Before he finished speaking, the plainclothes policeman who came in with Shen Qingli slowly walked out.

"We are the police," one of the officers said expressionlessly.

"You are suspected of intentional homicide. Please come back with us for investigation." another policeman said immediately.

Su Xinyao's face turned pale instantly. She had never expected things to develop to this point.

Shen Qingli knew that Su Xinyao definitely didn't have such a great ability on her own, and there must be someone else behind her directing her.

Shen Qingli has already guessed who the mastermind behind this is. It is very likely the person who keeps causing trouble for Zhou Yanchen in Beijing.

The policeman walked up to Su Xinyao with an expressionless face, took out a pair of cold handcuffs from his waist, and put them on Su Xinyao's slender wrists without hesitation.

"Let's go."

Su Xinyao's eyes were like burning flames, staring at Shen Qingli.

Her lips trembled slightly, and she squeezed out a malicious word from between her teeth: "Don't be complacent, Zhou Yanchen will soon become a person with nothing."

When Shen Qingli heard this, her heart suddenly tightened. She immediately stepped forward and stretched out her hand to hold Su Xinyao's arm, "What did you mean by that just now?"

A strange smile suddenly appeared on Su Xinyao's face, and her eyes narrowed into slits, revealing a kind of creepy complacency.

"Shen Qingli, I will never tell you even if I die."

She wanted to make Shen Qingli uncomfortable and let her suffer in pain and anxiety.

After Su Xinyao was taken away by the police, her figure gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Shen Qingli calmed himself down, turned around and went to the next ward with the others.