"Zijing Garden..." Wu Mei cried as if she was about to faint, managing to wheeze out four words weakly.
Jiangli nodded and looked towards the driver.
Realizing what was needed, the driver immediately started the car.
"That...," supporting Wu Mei, Xia Xin turned to Jiangli and asked, "Ancestor, should we call the police or an ambulance in advance?"
Wu Mei had said earlier that Fan Siguo was covered in blood, and he might not be in good condition...
Jiangli turned his head, puzzled, "Ambulance?"
"...It's, it's a vehicle specifically for saving people, dispatched by the hospital, and it's faster," Xia Xin remembered that the old ancestor didn't know about these things and glanced at the driver warily.
Seeing the driver focused on driving, he relaxed.
Jiangli said, "That's fine, call the ambulance first."
Xia Xin nodded and asked Wu Mei in a soft voice, "Do you know the specific address of Hen Cheng's home?"
Wu Mei weakly hummed an affirmation and gave an address.
