The dean also saw Ye Shaohua and recognized her as the stranger who had appeared last night.
"Commander Yun, listen to me, we can't wait any longer with Yun's situation," the dean said, too busy to worry about Ye Shaohua and instead speaking seriously to Commander Yun, "Our domestic technology can't hold up, please reconsider."
As soon as the dean finished speaking, a layer of fine sweat covered Commander Yun's back.
Internationally, who knows how many people are waiting to take Yun Nuo's life.
Not to mention others, the people from the Assassin Alliance would attack on the way out of the country, and now that Yun Nuo was in a coma, Commander Yun felt his nerves stretched tight like never before.
He squeezed his fingers and saw that Ye Shaohua was still there; his brow twitched, "Bai Xuanmo?"
But Bai Xuanmo wasn't listening to Commander Yun; his gaze was fixed on Ye Shaohua.