Qin Hu's eyelashes shivered and he slowly opened his eyes, the white light bothered his eyes. His whole body had stiffened and the pain was suffocating him.
He tried to move his lips but they were dry and his tongue was heavy.
His forefinger moved and the alarm screeched. Chuan was sleeping near the bed on the sofa when he jumped up, putting his gun in his vest belt.
"My goodness, brother! You are up!"
He sneaked beside the bed and pressed the red button above the bed.
Hu barely could see things and Chuan's face was blurry. Forcing himself to speak his veins bulged and his face sweated.
"Where... Is... She?"
He stammered, but enough for the man beside him to understand.
Chuan was not ready to tell him about this but soon the door ran wide and a few people in white clothing came inside, behind them was Victor.
"Please stay out!"
