Su Wanqiao, disregarding everything, rushed to Lin Shuang's side.
At this moment, her pretty face was pale and frantic. Although she outwardly despised Lin Shuang, when he was actually in trouble, she rushed to him immediately.
Su Wanqiao's eyes reddened, and when she reached Lin Shuang... she found that Lin Shuang had already gotten up from the ground.
His entire suit was torn from the explosion, looking extremely disheveled, and stained with the blood of the assassin.
"You... are you hurt?! Quick, let's get you to a hospital!" Su Wanqiao said anxiously.
"What could possibly happen to me? Don't worry... the blood is from those two assassins." Lin Shuang patted his suit and said indifferently.
"So you're not hurt?!" Su Wanqiao asked anxiously.
"Don't worry, I'm not hurt. An explosion of this level can't harm me," Lin Shuang said indifferently.
Seeing his calm and unharmed demeanor, Su Wanqiao's tense heart finally settled a bit.
