His pace slowed down as he looked on in surprise at the scene before him.
A few seconds later, Pei Chenyang's thoughts snapped back into focus, and he realized that something was amiss. His handsome face instantly changed color as he dashed forward.
"Uncle, are you okay?" Pei Chenyang crouched down, Zhao Gao's body was convulsing, and his eyes were still open.
This is bad, what's happening here?
Whatever it is, it's definitely not a good sign; anything other than good is right.
The distance to their villa was about three kilometers away.
Carrying Zhao Gao back was clearly impractical.
His condition was dire, he needed to be rushed to the hospital immediately!
The problem was, because he was out running, Pei Chenyang didn't even have his phone with him.
In his mind, Pei Chenyang quickly went through all the dead ends, not daring to pause for a second, he hoisted Zhao Gao onto his back and made his way towards the villa's main gate.
