It was a surgical knife!
Qin Sinian hurriedly turned and pressed Fu Heyan's hand tightly.
Blood gushed. No one knew whether it was Qin Sinian or Fu Heyan's blood.
"Let me go! Let me go this instant!" shouted Fu Heyan.
Fu Xiuyuan stepped forward to pull Qin Sinian and Fu Heyan apart and took the surgical knife.
This time, Qin Sinian was injured. Fortunately, the wounds were not particularly deep even though there was a lot of blood loss.
"Fu Heyan, cut it out!" Fu Xiuyuan suppressed his voice and called his older sister's name in full.
Fu Heyan wailed. "I am as good as disabled. What is the point of staying alive?"
She was always an optimistic woman and she did her best to remain positive and calm. However, people often collapsed after hearing too much false hope.
Fu Xiuyuan and Qin Sinian stood on each side of the bed quietly.
What else could they do when even Richard said it was hopeless?
BAM! BAM! BAM!
