The door in front of them suddenly slammed shut.
Hua Miren had appeared behind the assassin without anyone noticing.
With her pregnant belly, she patted the assassin's shoulder. As he turned around, a bright flash crossed his vision. Hua Mi, holding a knife, slashed his throat in one swift move.
Her actions were crisp and decisive, not at all like someone who was about to give birth.
The closed hospital door burst open, and Tu Lijia stood there bewildered, asking,
"Ah Mi, what happened?"
Before he could finish speaking, the assassin still standing in front of him had a line of blood appear on his neck.
Hot blood surged from the slit and splattered across Tu Lijia's face.
Tu Lijia's eyes widened in shock, and he fell backward.
Hua Mi pushed the assassin still standing in front and reached out to grab Tu Lijia's hand, preventing him from smashing the back of his head.
At that moment, Xin Qiuru rushed over with a group of nurses.
Seeing the chaos, she anxiously asked,
