Qin Shu nearly collapsed upon hearing of Jun Li's situation. It was almost too much to bear. First, it was her husband, and now it was her good friend. Indeed, it is as the wise sages once said: blessings do not come in pairs; misfortunes never come singly.
"I thought his condition had stabilized. How could he have spat blood and fainted?"
"I don't know... Jun Li is unconscious. The doctor says he won't live more than a few days..." Lan Qi's voice sounded raw and choked.
"Don't worry. I'll book the earliest available flight and have Gu Yan accompany me."
She ended the call with Lan Qi and dialled Gu Yan's number post-haste.
"Qin Shu, is there any news of Tingyu?" Gu Yan had not stopped searching for Fu Tingyu, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not find a trace of him anywhere.
