Tang Mo was absolutely convinced that Old Tang would never help her; she was struck dumb with shock.
At this time, Jiang Cuo walked over and stood beside Old Tang, leaning in to whisper, "Old Tang, there's something else that happened during your stay in the hospital."
"What?" The old master ran his hands over his cane.
Jiang Cuo squinted his fox-like eyes, hesitating as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.
"Now that it's come to this, just say whatever it is," said Old Tang impatiently.
"While you were unconscious, Tang Mo went to the hospital, and taking advantage of the lack of surveillance, she... harbored ill intentions toward you." Jiang Cuo's voice was not loud, but with so many people in the tent, someone was bound to overhear.
Harbored ill intentions?
In other words, she was trying to kill him while he was unconscious?
"Tang Mo?" Tang Yunxian was already shocked to learn that she had pushed his father; could there be something else?