The president's guards escorted the rest of the terrorists out of the hospital so that it would be easier to interrogate them.
Jin Yang looked at the bruises on Qiu Tong's neck and recalled Yu Ge's actions. He felt a dull pain in his heart as if someone was squeezing it.
He did not dare to think too much. If he had been a step late, that bastard Yu Ge might have abused Qiu Tong and even…
Huge waves of emotions surged in Jin Yang's eyes. He grabbed Qiu Tong's waist and pulled her into his arms.
Qiu Tong's pupils dilated in surprise as Jin Yang's warm hands held her waist. Their breathing quickened.
"I'm fine. You don't have to be so anxious."
"These are just superficial injuries. Yu Ge doesn't want to kill me. He probably has other plans."
Qiu Tong misunderstood that Jin Yang wanted to check on her injuries. She explained in a hoarse voice as she gently nudged Jin Yang's shoulder.
