The security guard's face paled when he saw Zoey bleeding profusely. He grabbed his walkie-talkie and shouted frantically into it.
Soon, a group of medical staff from the commercial street arrived and carried Zoey away.
"Have her lie face down as much as possible, otherwise the blood flowing back into her throat could be very dangerous!" one of the medics instructed. They had cut a hole in the bottom of the stretcher and carefully lifted Zoey onto it before rushing away.
"Prophet, once Zoey is out of danger, I will thank you properly!" Danny said, giving Xia Liang a grateful look as he prepared to leave.
"Hey! Don't be in such a rush," Xia Liang said, making Danny stop in his tracks, his wide eyes full of questions.
Xia Liang smiled and pointed to the ground. "Take those two front teeth with you. Consider them a keepsake for her. Tell her to look at them from time to time as a reminder to be more discerning when she's out and about, and not to assume everyone is a con artist."
