brother, brother, I was wrong. Come and save me, Yingluo!
The Governor-General's body stiffened when he heard the hoarse voice of despair.
It was as if a string in her nerves had suddenly snapped.
he turned around and saw that the professor had already injected the liquid into her body.
They had all been injected.
She could no longer shout.
He looked at her with his eyes wide open, his face instantly turning extremely pale. His body, which had been struggling to move, gradually stopped moving.
There was no response.
Those eyes that were originally filled with helplessness and longing had also become unfocused.
Her slender body lay on the bed. She was still alive, but she seemed to have lost her original vitality.
And it seemed like she was hallucinating when she cried and called him brother.
But the Governor-General knew.
That was not it.
She was calling her own brother.
She wanted her brother to save her, Yingluo.
