This dark space was like a descent into hell, changing the complexion of anyone who entered.
Bai Wei hesitated for a while, wanting to step back but also worried about Dan Hanjie.
She gritted her teeth, raised her mobile phone and, with the faint light, scanned the study enveloped in darkness.
"Jie!"
Spotting the silhouette of Dan Hanjie in front of a large wooden desk, Bai Wei called out excitedly.
After her voice fell, she realized that Dan Hanjie was just lying motionless on the desk.
His head resting on his uninjured arm, the other one hanging down and underneath him, a pool of blood had spread out.
"Jie, what's wrong with you, don't scare me!"
Bai Wei rushed to the desk, reaching out to support him, but stopped short at the sight of Dan Hanjie's pale face.
"No, nothing will happen… Right, the ambulance, I must find the butler…"
