Based on her understanding of Li Nanchen, Wu Mei felt that something was amiss.
After taking a few steps, she suddenly halted in her tracks and rushed back to Li Nanchen's side. She squatted down and wanted to lift up his jacket to check on his injury.
"Are you injured?"
"No."
Li Nanchen held her hand and wanted to reject her. The two of them competed with each other.
Wu Mei was getting impatient. She pushed down his elbow and removed his coat with brute force. When she saw the blood spreading out from his abdomen, she instantly frowned and turned her head to say, "Medical kit!"
"Oh…"
Zhong Ling rummaged through the emergency first-aid kit and handed it to her.
Wu Mei immediately tore his shirt open and looked at the embedded bullet. She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"
"I'm afraid."
