“This…” Everyone in the sanatorium looked at each other, and no one knew who to listen to in the current situation.
Old Master Jiang seemed extremely disappointed with her. He kept his eyes closed, as if letting Jiang Xianrou do whatever she wanted. He had long since let go of life and death.
The more he acted like this, the more Jiang Xianrou's hands trembled. She bit her lip, looked at the old man with her bloodshot eyes, and lowered her voice: "Grandpa, do you think I dare not do anything to you?"
"..." Old Master Jiang didn't even raise his eyelids, still unwilling to pay attention to her.
"I'm at my wit's end!"
"..." Old Master Jiang still didn't open his eyes to look at her.
"I told you, I'm at my wit's end, please don't force me!" Jiang Xianrou was so angry that she gnashed her teeth. She pressed the knife on his neck and cut a bloody mark on the old man's neck. The doctors and nurses were so scared that they broke out in cold sweats and wanted to step forward to stop her crazy behavior.
"Miss Jiang!"
"Jiang Xianrou, don't do this!"
Jiang Xianrou looked at them again, this time with a bit more cruelty in her eyes, and threatened viciously: "I will give you another ten minutes, call Qiao Nian immediately! My patience is limited! Don't force me!"
In order to prove that she could do it, she pushed the knife in harder, and the bloodstain on Mr. Jiang's neck became more obvious.
The medical staff at the nursing home turned pale with fear.
Someone couldn't hold it in any longer: "What should we do now? Call? Didn't Mr. Jiang forbid us to call? If we call, will Mr. Jiang be angry afterwards?"
"It's too late to call the police now."
Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to admit the consequences.
Jiang Xianrou had been checking the time. Seeing that no one had called yet, she became furious and crazy. She held Old Master Jiang hostage and urged him again, "I want to see Qiao Nian!"
Things are heading towards an unpredictable direction.
Behind the crowd, a girl's cold voice came from behind them—
"I am coming."
Everyone turned around.
The girl was seen wearing a sweatshirt and hoodie as usual, walking towards Jiang Xianrou in a cool manner. Her pair of dark eyes were nonchalant yet sharp, and she looked at Jiang Xianrou like a top hunter staring at a prey that was seeking death.
"Didn't you want to see me? Here I come."
Qiao Nian walked forward step by step, and everyone unconsciously made way for him.
Mr. Jiang, who had been closing his eyes and refusing to pay attention to Jiang Xianrou, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyelids twitched, and he opened his mouth and said sternly: "Nian Nian, go back!"
"Jiang Xianrou, the person you are looking for is me. Let him go and I'll go over." Qiao Nian didn't look at him. His eyes were always on Jiang Xianrou. He still didn't stop and walked forward step by step.
Jiang Xianrou was emaciated. The moment she saw the girl, her eyes were filled with madness. She sneered and held Old Man Jiang hostage as she retreated: "Qiao Nian, do you think I'm stupid? If I let Grandpa go, will you still listen to me?"
She thrust the knife in and said sternly, "Stop!"
"If you take one more step forward, I will be rude to you."
The bloodstains on Mr. Jiang’s neck became more obvious and looked particularly eye-catching.
Qiao Nian's eyes suddenly turned cold, and she stopped immediately, standing still, and opened her hands to indicate that she had not moved forward: "I didn't move forward, don't move your hands."
(End of this chapter)