Shen Bijun furrowed her brow, swiftly needling around his wound. Hearing his words, she pursed her lips tightly, "You say."
Her hands continued to work without pause.
The bullet had exploded inside his body, rendering the wound area a bloody mess.
Hundreds of fragments had infiltrated his vital organs—Song Chen's condition was indeed critical!
Even Song Chen's lungs had been damaged, making it difficult for him to breathe, let alone speak, "It was them... they made me impersonate Chu Yanshen... I did it for the money... but I truly like you... I can't go to look for you... Otherwise, they will kill my sister..."
Chu Yanshen immediately inquired, "Who are they?"
"They are, they are..."
Song Chen's mouth opened, but due to the damage to his lungs, he couldn't speak.
Chu Yanshen quickly changed his question, "Why do you look so much like me?"
Song Chen's gaze fixed on him, "Because..."
Yet still, he couldn't get the words out.
