In the hospital room, Lin Chen silently watched as Lu Dong's face was etched with grief and indignation.
At this moment, his expression was highly complex, his gaze burning like a wild fire.
Lin Chen didn't speak, he only watched quietly from the side.
Now, images of Lu Dong in his prime during his military service dominated his mind, along with memories of his illustrious career as a people's guardian who struck terror in the hearts of criminals after becoming a police officer. He thought of his beautiful and gentle wife and their newborn son whom he had only seen once.
All of that was so beautiful, yet now he had become a drug trafficker with both hands severed, a murderer, a villain.
Thinking of how his wife would be devastated and how his son would bear the stigma of being a drug trafficker's child, he closed his eyes in anguish.