"Are you still alright now?" Xu Jing remained concerned that his brother hadn't returned to his body yet, "Do you need us to call an ambulance for you?"
Su Nanzhi spoke softly, "No need, just take good care of your brother's body. I'll adjust for a while and send him back."
Xu Jing: "..."
Su Nanzhi's body was covered with wounds, big and small. Xu Jing feared she might not even last long enough to catch her breath here, let alone "adjust for a while."
But saying these things was useless; Xu Jing could only drag his brother's body to a somewhat cleaner place.
The young Master Xu was accustomed to cleanliness, and probably couldn't stand his body being covered in filth.
Who knows what that person did with this body, for Xu Zhen's body had a strong smell of medicine.
Not long after, the two little ones who had just carried Jiang Beiyu into the room also came out. Without a word, they lifted Su Nanzhi up as well.
Su Nanzhi: "..."
Their destination turned out to be the same.
