After finishing the statement, Buhui rushed straight to the hospital. She had just heard at the police station that an Asian person was among the deceased, but she refused to believe it was Mo Beichen.
Mo Beichen can't be dead. He can't be dead!
Rushing into the hospital, she found the nurse's station and stammered a question about where the injured brought in that afternoon were. The nurse pointed the way, and she dashed in like a headless fly.
The emergency room was overcrowded, with people there still in shock from the horrific attack. Some were crying and wailing, while others were in pain.
Buhui rushed in, searching the crowd for that tall, imposing figure. Mo Beichen had learned martial arts and kickboxing since childhood, and he was the sole heir of the Mo Family.
She comforted herself in her heart that Mo Beichen would be fine.
But in this devastated emergency ward, she couldn't see Mo Beichen's figure. The more she couldn't see him, the more her heart sank.
