"I know!" Daives jumped up immediately upon hearing that Sheng Ning was about to die. She was his newly acquired sharpshooter, and he had already bragged about her in front of everyone.
If she just died like that, who would fulfill the boasts he made?
The distance from the casino to the opera house wasn't very far. Normally a half-hour drive, but if Daives drove fast, it would only take ten minutes.
By the time he arrived, Sheng Ning's amniotic fluid was almost depleted. If the baby wasn't delivered soon, both mother and child would be in danger.
"Make way, let me through!" Daives took the lead, the tall man carrying Sheng Ning downstairs and into his car. Then he stepped on the gas and drove straight to the hospital.
Lin En and Daives' bodyguards were left behind, and the little one looked pitifully at the bodyguard, "Mr. Bodyguard, can you take me there?"
"Let's go! Let's go!!"
