It was perhaps He Zhilan's voice that called the person on the brink of death back; Niu Rang, who was lying on the ground with barely any breath left, actually opened his eyes. However, it was only a brief glimpse before he closed them again, but his hand moved.
"Niu Rang, it's me, He Zhilan! I'm your sister-in-law! Hang in there, I've called the police, and as soon as they arrive, they will take you straight to the hospital! Niu Rang, you must hang on!" He Zhilan quickly reached out to hold Niu Rang's hand, wanting to encourage him this way. Niu Rang was so seriously injured that she didn't dare to touch him further, let alone carry him out of this alley.
"Sister-in-law."
Niu Rang called out to He Zhilan, his eyelids gently lifting, but it was apparent how strenuous it was for him.
"Sister-in-law, I can't make it~ My clothes and the gun, please, transfer them to my fiancée, and the gun, remember, must be handed personally to Xing Ye or Deputy Commander He."
