Liao Ling quickly took out a tissue from her bag, and Qiao Xiaren hurriedly cleaned the foreign objects from Shi Ruo's mouth and nostrils. They seemed to be helping a bit; Xiaotian mentioned that Shi Ruo's breathing was starting to stabilize, but it was still very weak.
Huang Nianshuang and Gong Shuang stood fearfully aside. They all came here together. So, if anything happens, they can't escape responsibility.
"Aruo!"
The voice was strange yet magnetic, filled with urgency and rage. Qiao Xiaren didn't need to look back to know who it was. It must've been Shi Ruo's man; his financial backer had appeared.
Indeed, a figure was like a sweeping wind, those devilishly attractive peach blossom eyes carried a chill that penetrated coldly. Shangguan Ye cradled the person from the ground in his arms, his voice trembling slightly, "Aruo, Aruo, how are you?"
"Where is the ambulance? Damn it, why hasn't the ambulance arrived yet?"