"Oh...okay..."
Wen Bin hastily opened the leather bag Qian Chao had placed on the coffee table, frantically rummaging through it.
He knew his good buddy had a heart condition and always carried emergency medicine with him.
"Qian Chao, which compartment is it in?"
Wen Bin was sweating profusely.
In Qian Chao's bag, apart from a single blue pill and several plastic film-like objects, there was no sign of the emergency medicine.
"In...inside...dump everything out!"
Qian Chao clutched at his chest, gasping for breath, on the verge of passing out.
"Oh, right!"
Wen Bin opened all the compartments of the bag and poured out all the contents onto the coffee table.
Seeing the blue pill and the plastic film objects, both Su Muxue and Jiang Shiyun revealed a look of disgust in their eyes.
What kind of degenerate man carries these things with him?
However, in this situation, finding the emergency medicine was the key.