Dai Zhi sneered and said, "I thought you would be grateful and thank me profusely for saving my life. But I don't know that you prefer to pretend to be dead compared to repaying kindness?"
A faint smile appeared on the corner of the man's mouth, and then he slowly opened his eyes. He propped up his body with one hand, leaned against the bed, tilted his head weakly and chuckled, "Why, miss, you don't want to kill me anymore? "