Xi Jiu carried Ruan Qi away from the Dynasty Club.
"Sister Shen Shi," the little girl leaned against the car window, handing out a pink metal box, "This is the second box of medicine you asked me to get for President Feng, still one before bedtime every day, right?"
"Thank you, Xiao Qi." Shen Shi took the small box and rubbed her hair, "Send me a message when you get home."
The little girl obediently nodded her head and closed the car window.
The Rolls-Royce slowly pulled away from the club.
A pained moan sounded from inside the car.
Ruan Qi turned her head to look at Gu Feiyang lying on the seat opposite her.
Possibly due to too much blood loss, Gu Feiyang's complexion was as pale as paper.
He groaned painfully twice, "Brother Jiu, where are you taking me?"
Xi Jiu: "Taking Xiao Qi home."
"..." Gu Feiyang almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
"I mean, Brother Jiu, I'm in this state, can you take me to the hospital first?"
