"Mr. Nangong, I'm sorry, we're late." Nangong Zhe's assistant lowered his head, not daring to look at his master's cold face.
"You also know that we are late!"
"I'm sorry!"
[Hurry up and send someone for emergency treatment!]
"Yes, yes, Mr. Nangong."
The assistant went up to help Tong Wenya carry the unconscious Soong Chengsi to the first hospital in the Huai Hai New District.
Tong Wenya looked at Soong Chengsi without blinking. She tightly held his large frozen hands in her hands.
"Wake up. Hold on for a while. If you die like this, it would be meaningless for me to agree to your proposal. Chengsi, Big Senior Brother? Wake up! Wake up! " Soong Chengsi closed his eyes tightly as if he could not hear Tong Wenya.
At the top of the tower, Tong Wenya finally agreed, but it was too cold up there. His body was stiff and could not be used.