Downtown Hospital.
Jiang Chen sat in the corridor, his mind still replaying the scenes from last night.
It's no exaggeration to say,
it was like watching a movie.
"Clip-clop, clip-clop, clip-clop..."
Clear and brisk sounds of high heels echoed down the hallway.
Jiang Chen turned his head.
He saw Miss Shi, followed by several bodyguards, striding toward him with quick steps; she hadn't yet steadied herself when she asked, "He's not dead, right?"
Jiang Chen stood up, "No, the rescue was timely, the surgery was very successful, and he is out of life-threatening danger for now."
Shi Qianxi breathed a sigh of relief.
She certainly wasn't concerned about the life or death of that spy; she would even have preferred to turn him to dust.
It's just that the truth wasn't clear yet, and the person couldn't die before that.
Shi Qianxi glanced at the door of the ward.
Two police officers were guarding it rigidly.
"What happened last night?"
