Zhan Nanjue suddenly came back to his senses, "Ziyan, go get Ling Muye in here, and you drive, I need to rush to the manor immediately to find my master, there might still be a glimmer of hope."
"What did you say?" Yan Ziyan could hardly believe his ears, what on earth was he thinking at a time like this! Any more delays and both of them will die!!
"Go now!!" Zhan Nanjue shouted at him.
"But—" Yan Ziyan thought Zhan Nanjue must have gone mad, but he had no time to think further, so he just hurried to drive.
Very quickly.
Ling Muye rushed into the Operating Room, "What happened? Qianxia, Qianxia, Qianxia... Didn't we agree to ensure her safety, why did she still have an accident!"
Why does it seem like she's not breathing?
Is she dead?
Ling Muye knelt on the ground with pale lips, "Qianxia... Qianxia..."
Zhan Nanjue explained succinctly, "She is in a state of suspended animation, she might still come back to life within two hours, follow me to see my master with her."
