Bo Cixue helped Ye Jie into his car. She sat in the driver's seat and was about to start the engine when she thought of Caesar.
Caesar was already striding over.
Bo Cixue looked at him apologetically through the car window. "Caesar, Brother Xiaojie is not feeling well. I have to send him to the hospital."
Caesar glanced at the man in the front passenger seat. He was wearing a mask and Caesar could not see his face clearly, only feeling that his dark eyes were as sharp and cold as a hawk.
Caesar nodded at Bo Cixue.
After Bo Cixue drove away, Caesar hailed a taxi and followed behind them.
After leaving the fireworks square, Bo Cixue sped toward the Royal Hospital.
Ye Jie looked at Bo Cixue's tensed and serious face, his thin lips curling up under the mask.
Cixue, you still care about me!
Bo Cixue ignored Ye Jie's dark gaze and reminded him, "Call the director and arrange for a doctor to check on you!"
"I'm fine."
