Shen Cheng did not answer him, but just raised her hand again.
Mo Jin thought she was going to snatch the bowl again, so he dodged.
By the time he noticed the shard of porcelain in Shen Cheng's hand and reached out to snatch it, she had already thrust it into her own leg with all her strength.
Blood gushed out, and Shen Cheng felt her mind clear up considerably in that instant.
Mo Jin's eyes reddened at once, he hurriedly placed the bowl of medicine on the plate held in the butler's hands, and shouted lowly, "Do you have a death wish?"
He immediately asked the butler to fetch Doctor Feng.
He hadn't expected her to be so fierce.
He didn't know when she had hidden that shard of porcelain; if she had aimed at her neck instead of her leg... he didn't dare to contemplate the consequences.
With great distress, he walked over, reaching out to touch Shen Cheng's shoulder: "Let me see..."
