The rescue boat was relatively small, and Wen Zhiyuan had arranged a small room for them.
"I'll give her another shot, which should hold her until we reach the shore," Wen Zhiyuan said.
"You do what you must, I want her to stay alive!"
"Young Master Shen, I can only do my best," Wen Zhiyuan shook his head, this man was as domineering as ever.
"What do you mean 'do your best'? If anything happens to her, I'll throw you into the sea to feed the sharks!"
"Really now." Wen Zhiyuan laughed helplessly.
Wen Zhiyuan gave Xu Chaomu another injection, and Shen Chi watched the needle punctures on her body, wishing he could strangle himself.
Why hadn't he protected her properly...
"Shen Chi... I hate you... I hate you..." Xu Chaomu mumbled indistinctly.
Wen Zhiyuan happened to look down, his good-looking brows knitting together, because he heard her clearly.
Shen Chi heard it too, and for a moment, the room was silent.
