He Jinhong chatted with Grandpa for a while, and, taking the opportunity to go out for a smoke, He Jinxing followed him out of the hospital room.
In the stairwell, He Jinhong bent his head to light a cigarette, took a puff, narrowed his eyes, and looked at him, "What do you want to talk to me about?"
"Big brother," He Jinxing called him gravely, "I thought that even though our brotherly bond isn't deep, we wouldn't go as far as to seriously harm each other. Why do you want to hurt him?"
He Jinhong scoffed sarcastically since it was pointless to deny it at this point.
"Me hurt him? Go back and ask Xia Zhi, how that bastard first hurt me! Why did Grandpa suddenly start neglecting me? Why did he delegate his authority to him? How he backstabbed me behind the scenes, don't think I don't know. What I'm doing now is just giving him a taste of his own medicine."