Ye Ying had been found, and though the effects of the knockout drug still clouded his mind, it could not quell his anger, "Miss Chi, I really underestimated you."
"I'm flattered, you're not too bad yourself, nice physique," Chi Ying teased, patting his chest.
The jolt was so severe it could have broken her hand.
"..." But everyone misunderstood her intention.
They looked at her as if they were seeing a ghost.
Ye Ying's face turned red and he disappeared from sight with a whoosh.
"What's wrong with him? Surely he isn't that petty?" Chi Ying puzzledly asked the handsome man next to her, who was nonchalantly flicking his lighter and holding a cigarette.
Si Chen glanced at her with a gloomy stare and threw her hand away.
Chi Ying knew he was in a heavy mood then and quietly held her tongue to avoid further annoyance.
Time ticked by, second by second.
Soon, it dawned.
In the operating room, emergency resuscitation was still underway, with no news yet.
