"Young Master, you are..."
As the words left his mouth, the butler, accompanied by hasty doctors, stopped in his tracks, looking rather helpless at the crowd blocking the hallway, "Please, everyone, make way. Let the doctors in first."
"Butler, you came just in time!"
Qin Jingyi impatiently stepped aside, pointing at Yan Xiaye and shouting, "This damn girl harmed the old man and still won't admit it. Go get a few bodyguards to tie her up for me first!"
Yan Xiaye listened to the baseless accusation with an indifferent expression, reached out, grabbed Qin Jingyi's interfering finger, and emotionlessly bent it back, relishing his scream of pain.
"Miss, please don't do that." The butler, having just managed to get the doctors into the study, turned around with a cold sweat, looking at Qin Jingyi, "Young Master, are you not misunderstanding something?"
