With his scalpel, Mingshen grazed away his hair to which the nurse stiffened immediately.
"She."
Huojin's eyes squinted. "She? Wait a minute…are you talking about those goons who had the She tattoo on their necks?"
"The very same."
Huojin immediately remembered Zhang Feiyu. His wife, Zhang Luqi, was taken hostage by three goons who had this tattoo on their necks. Jia and Officer Lim fortunately saved her in the nick of time, but a fatal accident gripped her the very same day and she now lay in a coma.
"It was your people who barged into Zhang Luqi's house that day."
"Who? Who is Zhang Luqi?" The nurse looked dumbfounded.
"Don't feign ignorance!"
"I don't know who she is!"
"Your ignorance is so adorable," Mingshen chuckled. "But how long will it last? So you are that helper involved with that doctor. Were you there ten years ago too when the surgeries were done on Ehuang?"