A heartthrob? Here you go!

Run out?

That is Lin Shuyuan and Li Yi’s share.

Yu Ge was stunned for a moment, then quickly turned around and looked at Song Jingshen.

The Huiya young man noticed the gaze and trembled his lips a few times, but in the end he just darkened his eyes, pursed his lips, turned his face away, and said nothing.

Yu Ge's heart sank, and when he softened his brows and was about to coax him, the doctor in front of him couldn't bear to see Yu Ge embarrass Song Jingshen, and spoke:

"The Song family's share has also been used up."

If the governor had not recently fallen ill and been hospitalized for recuperation, Song Jingshen would not have been suspended for investigation.

Yu Ge stared at the lonely and lost young man in a daze.

Being misunderstood, his eyelashes just trembled for a few moments, and he gently raised his eyes to look at Yu Ge, wanting to say something but stopping himself, then lowered his head and shook it.

The act of compromising seems to be saying - it's okay, I'm used to it.

As long as you are always by my side, Xiaoyu.

Yu Ge was in a trance for a moment, but quickly came to his senses, looked down at the communicator, his fingers suspended in the air.

It was now late at night and calls to Fang Xulan, Fang Chi and Xun Yiguang were all blocked.

Shen Du used all of his share to treat them.

Silence filled the air. After a few minutes, the doctor asked with difficulty, "Should we give up treatment now?"

"No!" Yu Ge suddenly looked up and said subconsciously.

There are more! There are more people!

Yu Ge calmed himself down and called Ji Yan.

The call was quickly picked up after a few rings, and a hoarse voice rang out:

"Remain?"

Ji Yan called out dimly, his voice sticky: "What's wrong?"

Yu Ge, as if grasping a life-saving straw, asked, "Ji Yan, do you have a share of the healing fluid?"

The other side's breathing became heavy, and he asked anxiously: "Are you hurt?"

After Yu Ge denied it, the other side breathed a sigh of relief, and then continued in a normal voice: "I brought all the shares to the front line, not upstate."

Ji Yan said, sitting up.

The moonlight poured in through the water-rippled glass windows, illuminating the entire room.

In the empty and simple room, the young man on the bed had a corner of the quilt draped around his waist.

He was wearing a silk long-sleeved pajamas, with one leg flat and the other raised, holding the communicator to his ear. Without the glasses blocking his affectionate and beautiful peach blossom eyes, they looked even clearer and more brilliant.

Under the beautiful peach blossom eyes is a high nose bridge and very thin red lips.

Pursing his lips slightly, Ji Yan thought quickly.

We need healing fluid. Who is injured?

Song Jingshen, Li Yi and the others were all there, and the Fang family was also close, but they still had to come to him. I guess they had used up all their energy.

Ji Yan lowered his eyes for a moment, and his thin lips loosened and then curled up again.

Shangzhou was so peaceful, how could he be injured so badly...

Is it Song Jingshen or Li Yi? Or another man?

Ji Yan stood up happily, walked to the window, looked at the bright silver moon, and asked, "Who is injured?"

The person on the other end paused for a moment and said slowly:

"It's my neighbor's uncle. He was hit by a car and is bleeding heavily. Song Jingshen said he has used up all his money and he can't get through to others."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone outside the operating room looked at Yu Ge in surprise.

Yu Ge just lowered his eyes, stared at the communicator and said: "Think about it, is there any other way?"

There was a moment of breathing pause on the other end of the communicator, and Ji Yan's first instinct was that this statement was wrong.

But what if it is true?

Yu Ge was so nervous that she went around asking for help, which meant that this person was very important to her. If he was really the uncle next door...

Ji Yan's eyes settled down, he turned around and walked quickly to the door, saying, "I'm going to call Zhang Daoqing now, he didn't bring it with him."

It was because Zhang Daoqing didn't bring it that Liu Yu used up his share.

Yu Ge was suddenly delighted and said repeatedly: "Okay, I'll wait for you!"

Ji Yan strode out of the room, stood at the elevator, went downstairs, walked through the hall and out the door.

The guards, who were always on alert, heard the noise and turned back alertly, only to see a tall figure in pajamas walking past them and quickly walking towards the vehicle.

The vehicle started and drove rapidly out of the city. After passing several checkpoints, it entered a heavily guarded temporary base and finally stopped outside a two-story temporary house.

The car door opened, and Ji Yan stepped out with long legs. The guards on both sides of the door had already received the message, opened the door, and bowed their heads quietly to greet him.

Ji Yan walked in coldly, passed the many staff officers on the first floor who stopped to discuss and greet him, and went up to the second floor.

The second floor was much quieter. Ji Yan walked to the deepest part and opened the door. Inside was all kinds of sand tables and electronic screen surveillance.

The cold and handsome young man was standing beside the sand table, lowering his head and demonstrating the battle situation.

Hearing the sound, the young man raised his eyes, and his pair of light and clear brown eyes looked over. Seeing Ji Yan who hadn't even changed his clothes, his brows furrowed:

"what's up?"

The cold and low voice came vaguely into Yu Ge's ears through Ji Yan's communicator.

Yu Ge waited patiently.

Ji Yan glanced at the communicator and got straight to the point: "Do you have any healing fluid?"

Zhang Daoqing frowned and said, "I told you I didn't bring it out."

"It's Yu who wants to use it."

Zhang Daoqing's eyebrows relaxed, and he said in astonishment, "Senior sister wants it?"

He reacted: "Senior asked you to come to me?"

He put down the battle flag in his hand, strode over, quickly glanced at Ji Yan, fixed his eyes on his communicator, snatched the communicator directly, and spoke close to him:

"Senior, do you want healing fluid?"

A cold and low voice sounded, and Yu Ge immediately responded: "Yes, do you have it?"

"Yes." Zhang Daoqing held Ji Yan's communicator in one hand and quickly opened his own communicator with the other hand, and said calmly:

"Where is the senior sister now? I'll have someone send her there immediately."

"Upstate Hospital."

"Okay." The light blue light reflected on Zhang Daoqing's face, illuminating his cold and steady eyebrows.

He didn't ask any unnecessary questions. His light-colored eyes stared intently at his communicator. He dialed the number very quickly and issued instructions. In between, he reported the progress to Yu Ge and comforted her.

"Senior, everything has been arranged. Let's go now. We'll arrive in fifteen minutes."

"Five minutes left."

"Senior, are they in the operating room on the seventh floor? They're already here, let's go over there now."

The steady and calm words greatly eased Yu Ge's inner anxiety. She leaned against the wall as if exhausted, lowered her head, closed her eyes, and took a deep breath.

The fear and helplessness of losing one's life and being unable to do anything about it all dissipated with these few words.

A trembling, choking, stagnant breath was heard. Zhang Daoqing stopped talking, glanced sideways at the communicator beside his ear, pursed his lips and said no more, accompanying quietly.

After noticing that the breathing over there was becoming steady and long, Zhang Daoqing raised his eyes, looked out the window, and said softly:

"Thank you for your hard work in saving us, Senior."

"No matter what the final result is, we will always be grateful to you, but——"

Zhang Daoqing retracted his gaze and lowered his eyes, his expression was particularly gentle: "If our lives will become a burden to you, then we would rather not meet you."