There was no telling why, but seeing Christino in such a pathetic, half-dead state, like someone abandoned, made Erlin feel incredibly good.
Ah ha ha ha ha—
Erlin didn't bother with Christino's foolishness that had caused such a huge mess.
Christino looked at his friend's gloating expression and desperately wanted to slap him.
If it weren't for the doctors around him who had given him anesthetic and were treating his gunshot and stab wounds, stopping the bleeding, cleaning the wounds, and stitching them up, he really wouldn't have been able to lift his hand. Christino would have punched him.
Closing his eyes, he chose silence.
But how could Erlin let such a good show slip away?
He taunted, "Not talking? Then I'll go ask Du Ruoxin, your sister, you know, she's as pure as a little—"
Suddenly, a scalpel flew towards him, aiming straight for his eye.
Fortunately, he dodged quickly, or he would have become a one-eyed man.
"Don't you dare lay a hand on her!"
Christino said fiercely.
Erlin pouted and shrugged nonchalantly, "You know me…"
He was a devil; he would go to any lengths to find out what he wanted to know.
Nothing could stop him.
Christino clearly understood his friend's unspoken meaning. Rather than let him get close to Xin'er, it was better to just say it himself.
"She's my half-sister."
"My full sister."
As Christino said this, his eyes revealed an unconcealable pain.
"Holy crap!" Erlin jumped up, "Then you're not—"
He swallowed those two words back, but his eyes were filled with sympathy.
So pathetic!
Christino, who hadn't fallen in love for 21 years, fell for his own full sister.
No wonder he looked so lifeless, like someone abandoned.
If it were him, he would also go mad and want to kill.
Tsk tsk tsk—
Erlin offered what wasn't exactly comfort, "Since you can't be together, you can only let go."
"Alas—"
"Time will heal you."
He paused, feeling a prickle of desire, especially thinking of Du Ruoxin's appearance. The man began to stir restlessly, "That said, since you can't be with Du Ruoxin."
"How about I pursue her?"
"Let—" Xin, I promise I'll never betray her in this life. If I betray her, may you cut me into a thousand pieces.
Unfortunately, before Erlin could finish, several more scalpels flew towards him.
Accompanied by Christino's enraged voice, "If you want to die, then provoke her!"
The person he couldn't touch, no one else was allowed to touch!
"Hey, hey, hey—"
Erlin jumped around in fright. Why not keep the good stuff in the family? Didn't he understand?
Honestly—
But from then on, he didn't dare to set his sights on Du Ruoxin.
Because Erlin knew that Du Ruoxin was Christino's only weakness, and anyone who provoked her would surely die.
...
Scene change
...
On the cold operating table, doctors were performing surgery. Gushing blood filled the screen, spurting out like a spring.
It was enough to chill anyone to the bone.
Was this—
A live broadcast of a surgical operation?
Which organ?
Du Ruoxin watched with wide eyes. Fortunately, she didn't faint at the sight of blood or get squeamish, otherwise, how could she endure such a bloody scene?
But even though she thought her heart was strong, she was still stimulated by the sight of blood constantly gushing out on the screen.
"Ugh—"
She gagged uncontrollably.
Just as Du Ruoxin was about to be overwhelmed by the suffocating and bloody scene, the camera moved away.
The screen turned black, and a man's furious and anxious voice came through.
"Christino, live for me!"
"Live!"
"Do you hear me! Don't you dare die!"
"Du Ruoxin is here! She's come to see you!"
"Live!"
"If you dare to die! I'll go after her!"
"I'll sleep with your woman, have her bear me children, and make her love me to death!"
"I'll abuse her and humiliate her!"
"I'll lock her up and keep her as my plaything!"
On the black screen, the increasingly loud beeping of the heart monitor echoed through the screening hall.
Du Ruoxin: "—"
Big brother… what happened?
Her heart was pounding, and she wanted to see what was happening on the screen.