Wen Wanzhi suddenly opened her eyes, turned her head, and narrowly avoided the knife!
Xiong Lin was shocked by Wen Wanzhi's sudden reaction, and her movements paused for a moment.
The malice swiftly returned to her eyes.
She had already gone this far!
Even if she stopped now, she would neither be redeemed nor able to protect her father.
Saying this, she wielded the knife again!
With all her strength, Wen Wanzhi lifted one hand and firmly grasped Xiong Lin's wrist.
The tip of the knife kept flashing before her eyes!
"Xiong Lin! Snap out of it!"
Wen Wanzhi's voice was hoarse, but her piercing eyes and tone caused Xiong Lin's wrist to tremble.
The IV needle in Wen Wanzhi's hand had rolled over several times, and a dark red blood flowed back into the infusion tube, quickly turning her hand black and blue.
Xiong Lin still resisted with all her strength, but tears began to well up in her eyes.