Upon seeing the photos of Mu Chengxi on his phone, Moore had already arranged for an ambulance, but due to the special terrain, it would still take some time to arrive.
"Help me lift him off the chair carefully. His legs, shoulders, and ribs are injured, so be gentle."
Listening to Moore, Wen Xin frowned. She needed to treat Mu Chengxi's wounds and figure out how to get him out of there. Considering the difficulty of getting an ambulance up there, she decided they would need to use a helicopter to transport him back.
The black-clad men behind Moore stepped forward to help, but Moore moved faster, going directly inside.
"Wen Xin, let's move him to the corridor. I noticed that guy trying to press a button on the wall. There might be some hidden mechanisms in the room that could be dangerous," Chu Yunxuan suggested, having felt uneasy about the room for a while.
"Right, move him out gently," Wen Xin agreed.
