"Jiayi…" Chu Ningyi returned to his senses when he saw the chaotic scene. He threw his walking stick aside and jumped onto the runway to sweep the woman into his arms.
"Ningyi, my leg." A tear rolled down from the corner of Yuan Jiayi's eye. She furrowed her brows as if she was trying to endure excruciating pain.
"I'll take you to the hospital right now," Chu Ningyi quickly replied. He fought back against the pain in his own leg and picked her up before running outside.
"But your plane…" Yuan Jiayi groaned. Before she could finish speaking, she gasped as if she were in pain.
Chu Ningyi did not reply. His plane would take off after an hour but it was clear that he would not be able to catch it.
