"What I'm more concerned about now is whether Dan Hanxi's move can force Dan Yi's real intentions. Just having a charge of causing injury might only get Dan Yi isolated to a special ward. Paying such a high cost for this result seems a bit of a loss no matter how you look at it."
Diwu Zexuan inserted his hands in his pockets, leaning leisurely against the wall.
The silver eyes flickered slightly, "Based on your understanding of him, do you think he might have any counter moves?"
"We'll find out soon enough if he'll have any tricks left." Dan Hanjie narrowed his gaze and opened his lips indifferently.
"Just make a guess; what's the fun in waiting for the results? Really, no sense of humor at all." Diwu Zexuan muttered, stepping towards the emergency room.
At some unknown time, he had changed into a doctor's robe, put on a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and placed his hands in the pockets of the Da Bai lab coat, perfectly embodying the image of a professional doctor.
