Liu Li understood the reason behind Shi Qian's actions. His heart was bitter to the point where it nearly transformed into a bittergourd.
"Doctor Shi, I treated you to a meal and bought you sweets out of good intentions. Yet, you distorted my good intentions and turned them into vicious ones. Don't you feel that you deserve to die?" Fang Xinxin asked comfortably.
"I deserve to live." Shi Qian knew that there was no way to escape from this misfortune.
As he took in Bai Qinghao's dark expression, he offered himself up for punishment. "The death penalty can be lifted, but the penalty for living is difficult to escape. I shall punish myself by forfeiting three months of my salary."
"Forfeiting your salary…" Fang Xinxin harrumphed. "Do you think you're the servant of an emperor from ancient times?"
