"It's a timed bomb!"
"There's one here too!"
Bai Jingqing observed beneath Bai Qianqian's chair, once he saw it, he ripped off the tape from her mouth.
"Never mind me, go stop the bleeding first!" Gu Qingxin tried to sit up but was held down by Beiming Han. "Don't move!"
If she so much as twitched, the bomb could go off.
"Ah Han, you're bleeding, go and stop it, will you!" Gu Qingxin pleaded, watching the blood incessantly flow from Beiming Han's body, her heart aching like it was being sliced open.
"Young Master, leave this to me!" Ye Qi spoke.
The color drained off Bai Jinjingqing's face. He glanced at his elder brother, then at Bai Qianqian, struggling evident in his eyes.
"Leave me, all of you go. Save Young Master Han first." Bai Qianqian shook her head, tears streaming down her face.
Bai Jingqing's turmoil mirrored his brother's. As a doctor, Jingqing knew that if Han's stab wounds weren't tended soon, he would go into shock due to severe blood loss.
