At the same time, in the hospital.
The security guards had been secretly active in the hospital for two days, ensuring that Madam Dong did not notice anything unusual. Chu Zhan planned for today, for Madam Dong to take care of the old master of the Chu Family.
Around noon, Chu Tianming, Yunrou, and Chu Huan left the hospital. It was precisely lunchtime, and the hospital was extraordinarily quiet.
"Click."
The ward door opened, and Madam Dong tiptoed in.
She looked at the old master of the Chu Family lying in the hospital bed, his complexion improving each day.
According to Nianyang, the old master should wake up after today; today was her only chance.
If the old master woke up, everything would be over.
The blue curtain behind swayed with the wind, and the IV nearby was steadily dripping.
Madam Dong held a silver needle in her hand. As long as she punctured the bag and let air in, the old master would certainly die.
