We Will Take Yan Qingsi With Us

Ji Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief. Her hair was soaked with a mixture of rain and sweat.

 'This ambulance came too slowly.'

The production crew gave way to the medical staff. The paramedics put Yan Qingsi on a stretcher and carried her into the ambulance.

Little Xu pulled Ji Mianmian up from the ground. Both of them were going to follow Yan Qingsi to the hospital but they were stopped by the person who rescued Yan Qingsi. 

"We will have to take her. None of you can follow."

The speaker was the leader of those people. He looked around twenty-five or twenty-six years old. He was no less than a hundred and ninety centimeters tall, had bronze skin tone, and a handsome face. Standing straight and tall like a lumbering pine tree, his penetrating gaze caused anyone who looked at him to feel intimidated.