"Yes." The man nodded. He thought for a moment and suddenly asked, "Can I drink some water? What I'm about to say might be a little too much."
Gu Yundong was speechless. He actually made a request?
Shao Qingyuan poured him a glass of water expressionlessly and placed it in front of him.
The man looked up at him. He struggled to prop himself up and leaned against the head of the bed. Then, he silently reached out a hand from under the blanket and took the cup while enduring the pain. He slowly drank.
It was not until he slowly finished the cup of water that he heaved a sigh of relief.
"It's true that I can't tell you why I wanted to assassinate Marquis Pingnan, but I can tell you something that is closely related to you," the man said. "For example, the true face of that Doctor Qiao."
"His true face?" These words sounded strange. "Are you trying to say that he's not a good person?"
