After the operation, Mark was quickly pushed into the intensive care unit.
Qi Mingye stood in the ward where he committed suicide before, with a pair of black eyes filled with anger, scanning the people kneeling on the ground.
"Tell me, what's going on?"
"Master, forgive me, it's all Xiaoba's fault. When Xiaoba saw that he couldn't wake up for a while, he left his post without permission..."
"No, it's my fault. I asked Xiaoba to leave!" Another person replied quickly, looking at Qi Mingye, "Please punish me, Master!"
"Brother Wang is just helping me out of kindness..."
Before Xiaoba finished speaking, he was interrupted again.
"No, it's me!"
"Shut up, everyone!"
Qi Mingye's angry voice resounded throughout the ward, "You guys are so affectionate that you can't even look down on a half-dead person. What's the use of Su organization keeping you here? Why don't you talk about it? Hmm!"
"..."
"Master, Mark wants to die. I'm afraid that no one would be able to stop him today. But in this case, although the two of them were wrong, their sins will not lead to death."
When zeo saw Qi Mingye angry, he begged for mercy despite the pressure of his numb scalp.
In fact, what he said is also true.
With Mark's ability, if he really wants to commit suicide, there are many ways to prevent it.
Qi Mingye's eyes narrowed, reflecting a gleam of understanding, and his cold lips parted slightly.
"The death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped. Send the two of them back to the base for retraining. They will not be allowed to enter any important departments for three years as a warning!"
The two of them were overjoyed to see that they had escaped unharmed, and couldn't help but kowtow, "Thank you, Master!"
It wasn't until the two left that Zeo stepped forward and said, "Master, what are we going to do next?"
Since Mark is not even afraid of death, he is determined not to let anyone use him to threaten Lan Jue.
If he dies, it will be over. If he does not die, I am afraid that what happened today will happen again...
Suddenly, Qi Mingye smiled.
His long fingers brushed against the wall, where Mark sharpened the temples of his glasses. The overlapping scratches were very hard, showing that he was determined to die.
What's funny is that there are still six words left next to those complicated scratches.
[Gu Qianqian, I’m sorry]
Qi Mingye narrowed his narrow eyes, touched the six words with his long fingers, and smiled cruelly.
"We can't let him die for the time being, but if he wants to live, I'm afraid it won't be that easy."
Qi Mingye turned around and was about to say something when she saw Gu Qianqian's figure appearing outside the door, her delicate face bloodless, and Fu Chen followed her with a look of panic.
Seeing Qi Mingye, he quickly said, "Master, Madam, she insisted on coming to you after she woke up. My subordinates couldn't stop her, so I had to send her here myself."
Gu Qianqian stood at the door, looking at the empty room, and tightened her hands on her side.
The eyes looking at Qi Mingye showed a hint of hesitation.
"Qian Qian," Qi Mingye walked over, stretched out his hand to touch her cold face, and frowned, "Do you feel uncomfortable in any way?"
"..."
Gu Qianqian pursed her lips and said nothing, but shook her head.
He pointed at the six clearly visible words on the wall, his eyes turned red, and his lips moved, "Is he dead?"
"No!"
Qi Mingye put his arms around her waist and brought her into his arms, "I've saved her. I haven't passed the critical period yet, but I won't die for the time being."
Gu Qianqian leaned against his chest and breathed a silent sigh of relief when she heard Qi Mingye's words.
