Little Li walked forward, her black hair fluttering.
Amidst the spreading red fog, she placed her hand full of needle marks on the back of Su Ming's hand and together they held the doorknob.
Su Ming pressed her hand: "It's very dangerous outside, you don't need to go out."
Little Li shook her head, her fingers moving off the back of his hand: "Su Doctor, you're very smart, so you've already seen through the story of The First Tower, right?"
Su Ming answered with a sound.
The story developed to this point, he had already deduced the history that The First Tower wanted to present.
...
[Su Doctor asked me if there was anything regretful.]
[I said if early before everything happened... if early before February 9th, before Little Li was taken for her organs, Su Doctor could come to save us, that would be... perfection.]
...
["Little Li, are you okay?" Su Wensheng helped up the young girl.]
