Xiao Changyi said emotionlessly, "I beg you, come with us to Nan Shen to treat the plague."
If his kneeling could save thousands of citizens in Nan Shen, he was willing.
If his kneeling could save his younger brother, Su Chengyu, he was willing.
Gong Juechen was completely taken aback that Xiao Changyi would kneel before him; he was somewhat stunned, unable to believe it.
When An Jing saw Xiao Changyi kneel, she was first taken aback, but soon, she also knelt down and said, "Gong Juechen, my husband and I never beg anyone, but this time, we beg you to go and save the thousands of citizens in Nan Shen, to save our younger brother, Su Chengyu."
Thousands of citizens...
Your younger brother...
Gong Juechen came back to his senses. His face showed no emotion, but his heart felt an exceptional sadness. Su Haoyu must have been a healer in his past life; otherwise, why would these two, so loyal and righteous, go to such lengths for him?
