The man's gaze hardened, and he suddenly turned around: "Before I leave, there's one more thing to settle."
Fu Bai had people drag these security guards away, and quickly followed.
The atmosphere in the ward was oppressively heavy.
On the hospital bed lay a woman with an oxygen mask, the nearby machines emitting a piercing screech, her vital signs rapidly fading.
Yun Shu frowned deeply, Yun Shen looked worried, while the woman dressed like a seductress cried, "Ah Xian, you must be okay. If you leave, how can sister live alone?"
Her heart brimming with glee, you little wretch, it's the heavens claiming you, nothing I can do.
"Wasn't it said that finding a matching marrow would save her life? Why...?" Yun Shen closed his eyes and slammed his fist against the wall.
"Shenshen, everyone has their fate, we've done our best," Yun Shu said coolly, without a trace of sadness.
