"Uncle Gen's condition isn't good. Ye Jian, we need to rush back now."
It was such a hot season, but the cold came out of nowhere and rushed into her body.
It was too cold. Too cold. It was so cold that her mind was still blank. It was so cold that her teeth kept trembling. She wanted to speak but she couldn't.
The moment Ye Jian's vision blurred, Xia Jinyuan used his warm and strong hand to hold her hand tightly. As he saw the redness on her face fade, the major felt a stab in his heart. He held her hand that was trembling and said calmly, "Let's go back to the hotel now and pack our things. We will go back to town immediately."
His warm and strong hand exerted a strong force that supported her like a pillar. Ye Jian opened her bloodless lips. "Go back to the hotel. Go back immediately."
