Don't Take Him Away

Twenty minutes later, the car screeched to a halt in front of a house in the suburbs of Yuyang, and Jia Molei, who had been notified beforehand, immediately lunged for the passenger door, wrenching it open without hesitation.

"Fuck!" He couldn't hold back a curse when he saw the harrowing state He Juan was in. "What the hell happened to you?! And this…" his voice trailed off when his gaze fell upon the person cradled tightly in He Juan's arms, his bluish pallor and vacant eyes told a tale of death that caused all the words to be stuck in Jia Molei's throat. 

Chen Youzhi slammed the door shut behind him and hollered, "Bring them inside first! Boss is suffering from frostbite!" 

Jia Molei's shock deepened when he saw the fresh wound marring Chen Youzhi's face. "Fuck, you too?!"