Seeing them go in, she hurried into the ward to prevent them from hurting Lin Siming.
Lin Siming was half lying on the bed. After seeing Qin Muye, he struggled to sit up.
Lin Sisi stepped forward to support him, "Don't move, just lie still."
Lin Siming looked at Qin Muye with a dark face, "What are you doing here, Qin Muye? I'm warning you, I won't let this matter go like this."
He is so badly injured now, and everyone in the hospital can testify for him.
He felt happy when he thought that Qin Muye would be arrested.
This is what happened to him for hitting himself, and it is also what happened to him for daring to snatch the woman from himself.
Qin Muye's expression didn't change at all, but his voice was a little colder. "Lin Siming, why do you still remember Zhao Cheng?"
Lin Siming's expression froze for a moment, and he stubbornly denied, "I don't know him. I don't know what you want to say."
"Of course you know what I'm talking about. I'm not dealing with you because you're not worthy enough for me to do it.
If you plan to make a big deal out of this, I don't mind helping you. Everything you do, including yours and Jiang Qinghan's, will be untraceable.
You are a smart man, think carefully about the consequences."
Lin Siming was stunned for a moment, and all the blood in his body rushed to his head.
He knew it, he knew it all.
"Jiang Qinghan was hospitalized, was it you who did it?"
Qin Muye looked at him with a half-smile, without saying a word, but it made Lin Siming feel cold in his heart.
He did it.
He was unharmed, but Jiang Qinghan lost half his life.
He dared to treat Jiang Qinghan like that, so he would probably be even more ruthless when dealing with me.
Lin Siming was gasping for breath, the wound on his face was aching dully, his temples were throbbing, and cold sweat was pouring down his face.
Seeing that he was pale, Lin Sisi rushed over anxiously to check on him.
"Siming, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me."
Lin Siming stared at Qin Muye intently. Seeing Qin Muye's nonchalant look, his heart felt as if it had sunk into an ice cellar.
Can he gamble the rest of his life?
He doesn't dare.
If Jiang Qinghan's father wins this competition, he can take revenge.
But what about myself?
He couldn't afford to offend the forces behind Qin Muye.
As long as he makes a move, he can destroy all his efforts.
No matter how much he hated it, he had to endure it.
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