Song Yi felt her heart tighten, a surge of unease rising up.
Suddenly, an unnamed emotion was wandering around, as if on the edge of a solution.
She bit her lower lip.
Someone sent Haha to the pet hospital.
...
In the hospital at this moment.
Ningxia Chuan and Zhou Liang were both waiting at the door of the operating room.
Excessive blood loss, bullet in the arm, needs surgery to remove the bullet.
Time seemed to pass without notice, and the sky outside had completely darkened.
Zhou Liang paced anxiously: "What if the boss doesn't make it? What are we going to do?"
Ningxia Chuan was already worried about Tang Si's condition.
Watching Zhou Liang pace back and forth, he frowned tightly for a moment.
He grabbed the person pacing up and down the corridor.
Zhou Liang was already agitated, and being pulled with such force made him lose his balance.
Ningxia Chuan didn't expect that his pull would bring Zhou Liang sitting directly onto his lap.
