Ruan Tianling had his eyes tightly shut, his forehead drenched with sweat, and pained groans escaping constantly from his lips.
Jian Yufei was terrified by how he looked.
"Ruan Tianling, what's wrong?!" She stood up and shook his body, causing him to suddenly furrow his brows in agony.
Jian Yufei quickly pulled her hands back. Hurriedly, she unbuttoned his pajama top and was shocked to see bandages tightly wound layer after layer across his chest.
Her face went pale instantly, drained of all color—
Not long after, she called Awei and several doctors.
The doctors immediately began examining him.
The Chinese doctor said, "He has a gunshot wound. The wound has suddenly worsened, and he needs emergency treatment right away."
A gunshot wound?
Jian Yufei clenched her fists, her heart skipping several beats all at once.
"Then hurry up and save him!" she urged anxiously.
