Li nodded, his hand absently brushing tears from his cheek. "Anything they need, anything at all," he murmured, his gaze fixed on the life support indicators blinking beside Anran's still form.
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Tap...
Tap...
The sound of Wang Xiao's determined footsteps echoed through the sterile corridor of Gaia's Facility.
His approach grabbing attention, the rhythmic tapping sharp against the quiet hum of the medical equipment.
As he neared the critical ward where Anran was being held, a pair of guards instinctively moved to intercept him.
Their hands hovered near their rifles, bodies tensed for confrontation.
"Sir, you can't go in there," one guard asserted, stepping forward with a hand raised to block Wang Xiao's path.
However, before the situation escalated, another guard tugged at his colleague's sleeve, leaning in to whisper urgently.
"!"
