The butler opened the ward door for Li Zongci.

"Young master, please."

Li Zongci walked into the ward with a cynical air, and what came into view was an extremely frail face.

Various sophisticated instruments are displayed around the patient to measure various physiological data.

The girl lying in the hospital room had thick eyelashes that cast a shadow under her eyes.

She appears to have been asleep for many years and shows no signs of waking up.

Li Zongci's Adam's apple bobbed, and he let out a cold laugh.

That's interesting.

He took out a folding knife and gently pried open the blade with his fingers.

Before anyone could react, the knife tip was already pressed against the patient's throat.

"Fu Yao, you really went to great lengths to get my attention."

"It's just a sprained ankle, but you're acting like you're about to die."

"It's alright. My family's hospital specializes in all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases. I will definitely find the best doctors to treat you."

The knife tip was almost embedded in her skin, but the girl still didn't react.

This makes Li Zongci's cold-blooded ruthlessness seem like a laughable one-man show.

"Fu Yao, you'd better keep pretending. If I find out you're acting, I won't just get seriously ill, I'll personally send you to your death!"

"Young Master Li, it's such a blessing for my daughter, Ayao, that you came to visit!"

Fu Yao's parents entered the ward with obsequious flattery, but when they saw the folding knife gleaming in Li Zongci's hand, they were terrified.

"you……"

"Why... are you pointing a knife at my grandmother?"

"What?"

Fu Yaozu mustered his courage and grabbed Li Zongci's wrist. "She is Fu Yao's great-grandmother, Fu Yu. She has been in a coma for many years and would never offend Young Master Li. Are you sure you haven't mistaken her for someone else?"