Ning Botao was startled, looking down he discovered that his hand was covered in blood.
He was taken aback, and when he turned around, he saw Leng Tong standing by his side, squinting at him.
Ning Botao jumped again, looking towards the stretcher, only to find that there was no one on it anymore.
Although Leng Tong was covered in bloodstains, she stood there, her hand gripping his arm like an iron claw, making it impossible for him to break free.
In that state, where was there even a hint of her being at death's door?!
His eyes widened in disbelief as he looked towards Ning Third Uncle, then at Xu Qiaoqiao and Xu Mushen.
After a moment, he finally reacted, extending his hand and pointing at them: "You, you deceived me!"
"Indeed!"
Xu Qiaoqiao smiled, stepping out from behind Xu Mushen.
With her hands clasped behind her back, she sauntered leisurely into the middle of the courtyard. She looked at Ning Third Uncle and spoke: "Ning Third Uncle, thank you for your cooperation."
