Tang Si stretched out his hand and gently touched Ning Xiachuan. "Help me up."
His voice was a little weak and he panted slightly.
Ning Xiachuan frowned deeply and felt a bit helpless but still pulled him up from the ground.
"In order to solve the case, you're okay with even giving up your own life? Don't overthink it. Putting too much pressure on yourself isn't good for you."
He and Tang Si had known each other since childhood. Tang Si was polite, easy-going, and rational but always seemed distant.
When handling cases, he was calm and intelligent, and this was the image he presented to others.
In private, he knew that people like Tang Si were actually cold-blooded.
He also knew that Tang Si wouldn't easily change his mind, and the things he said to him probably wouldn't work.
Tang Si really didn't take Ning Xiachuan's words to heart at all.
