Shu Qing underwent emergency surgery.

When she was having the operation, the doctor noticed that her palms were clenched tightly. After giving her anesthesia, the doctor pried her hands open with force and discovered that she was holding a piece of broken porcelain from a bowl in her palms.

Several people at the scene gasped.

They quickly looked at her face, then at the broken porcelain pieces in her hand, and suddenly felt that the truth of the matter might be very cruel.

Everyone wasted no time and rushed to provide first aid.

The bloody piece of porcelain was sent away, and after an emergency inspection, it was found that there were bloodstains of two people on it.

"The second blood stain above is from that madman."

Su Fang lit a cigarette for himself. He was craving for a cigarette, but this was a hospital, so he held back.

He put the cigarette under his nose again, took a deep sniff, and said to Bo Jingxing, “Mr. Bo, what happened today was actually an accident. The old man wanted to warn her, but who would have thought that she would be so stubborn?"

So stubborn that I would rather die!

Bo Jingxing lowered his eyes, thinking about the bloody porcelain fragment he had just seen. He asked, "Where did that madman go?"

Su Fang said, “He was also sent to emergency, but once his injuries heal, he will be sent back to the mental hospital."

"So, you are committing murder."

Bo Jingxing slowly raised his head and looked at Su Fang. "Has Butler Bo taught you to be like this over the years? Su Fang, you shouldn't stay here. You should leave."

Profoundly influenced by Mr. Bo, he has almost become a personal thug kept by the old man over the years.

Su Fang didn't care, “But didn't I call a halt at the last minute? Mr. Bo, it's just that your call came too late. When I received your call, the little painter's face had already been ruined."

Bo Jingxing was silent and cold!

A deep regret flashed through my heart, but I didn’t know how to make up for it!

He heard the assistant complaining to the old man.

If he had stopped it in time, this would not have happened.

Unfortunately, he also wanted to teach Shu Qing a lesson... He was just a little bit late in calling Su Fang, and it had come to this.

In front of him, she was just a little liar.

But he didn't expect that she could do this.

"Well, after the operation, I will compensate her well." Bo Jingxing said, his voice unusually deep.

Su Fang smiled, picked up the cigarette again, bit it between his lips, and said to him, “Mr. Bo, what the old man said is true. You really have fallen in love with that little painter!"

No wonder the old man wanted to get rid of that person.

As for Mr. Bo, he had been strong all his life. Even in his old age, he would never allow his future successor, whom he was so proud of, to be ruined by the daughter of a gambler.

To put it bluntly, what he wants is the desire for control, and he wants a puppet who obeys his orders obediently!

They say they are old every day, but after enjoying the benefits brought by power, who would be willing to let go?

"If you can't speak, you can shut up!"

Bo Jingxing glanced over coldly, and Su Fang quickly shut up and made a zippering motion.

Fortunately, the operation didn’t take long and Shu Qing was pushed out quickly.

Bo Jingxing glanced at the woman on the mobile bed, and before he could say anything, Shu Qing saw that it was him and closed her eyes silently again.

Bo Jingxing: ...

He was ignored?

"Brother, let's talk over here." Su Ya took off her mask and called Bo Jingxing over. She turned back to look at Shu Qing who was badly injured and asked, "Brother, what happened? Why did Miss Shu's face get ruined?"

When the porcelain piece was scratched, almost the entire cheek was visible.