“She…”
Faced with Lu Beicheng’s question, Ren Qiqi found herself unable to answer.
After a moment’s hesitation, she said: “That night she didn’t say anything…”
“Not exposing you in front of everyone was the last shred of dignity she left you. But you think I wouldn’t ask questions once I found out there was something wrong with the medicine in your bag?”
“No—no, that’s not how it is, it’s her… she’s just putting on a good act in front of everyone…”
Ren Qiqi didn’t dare raise her voice in front of Lu Beicheng, but she was truly desperate, truly aggrieved.
How could she possibly believe Zhen Jiu’er was actually a good person?
She absolutely was not!
Ren Qiqi took a deep breath and found her nerve again: “Ninth Master, I only had that medicine on hand—when did I ever use it?”
“If Zhen Jiu’er hadn’t been talking nonsense in front of you, why would you be angry enough to throw me out? The group needs me…”
“The group no longer needs you.”
Lu Beicheng snorted coldly, no longer willing to let his gaze fall on her, as though even glancing at her a moment longer would sully his own eyes.
“Jiu’er is here, Qiaoqiao is here—and you’re a woman who harbors ill intentions toward me. Did you really think I’d give you the chance to keep staying by my side?”
“Ninth Master…”
“Ninth Master!” Ji Mingyu arrived, bringing two staff members with him.
“Ninth Master, what exactly happened?” he asked urgently.
“While treating a patient, she deliberately used the wrong injection, intending to endanger the patient’s life.”
“I only wanted to teach her a lesson—I never meant to take her life!” Ren Qiqi was now genuinely afraid.
With a charge this serious hanging over her, losing her career was the least of it—the real problem was that she’d end up in prison!
“Ninth Master, Ninth Master, I know I was wrong. I’ll never do it again.”
Ren Qiqi, terrified, dropped to her knees, trying to crawl toward Lu Beicheng.
But before she could get close, the two men Ji Mingyu had brought pulled her back.
“Ninth Master, Ninth Master, I really know I was wrong, I really… Ninth Master, don’t hand me over to them, I’ll die, they’ll put me in prison!”
“Ninth Master, I truly know my mistake now, I beg you! Please forgive me!”
“Only now do you know you were wrong? When you were harming Jiu’er a moment ago, why didn’t you consider how serious the consequences would be?”
Qiaoqiao wished she could kick her.
Anyone who wanted to harm Jiu’er—she wasn’t going to let a single one of them off!
“Jiu’er was kind enough to want to let you go, and yet you dare to throw such a tantrum, without a shred of gratitude!”
“She’d let me go? That vile woman wants nothing more than to see me dead!”
Ren Qiqi knew Lu Beicheng would never soften now.
Toward a woman he didn’t like, he really could be this merciless and cold!
She had already given up hope.
“Is this what passes for letting me go? Does Zhen Jiu’er really intend to let me off?”
Her eyes, furious and despairing, fixed on the girl still lying weakly on the bed!
Jiu’er only glanced at her indifferently, unwilling to say another word, and closed her eyes to rest.
The anesthetic still hadn’t fully worn off. Even conscious, she was utterly exhausted now.
Even speaking felt like too much effort.
She wasn’t the Virgin Mary. Some people—you gave them a chance, and that was enough.
Since she herself didn’t know how to cherish it, didn’t know how to repent, why bother pitying her any further?
Everything happening now was entirely of Ren Qiqi’s own making, and no one else’s fault.
“Zhen Jiu’er, someone as vicious as you will get what’s coming to you sooner or later!”
Ren Qiqi was dragged out, and as she was hauled away, she kept cursing: “You’ll get what’s coming to you! I’ll be waiting to see what happens to you, I’ll be waiting!”