"Ah..." He cried out in pain, "Xiao Ning!"
"You... don't scare me!" Qin Yue hurried forward to check, "How is it?"
"Pain!" The position of the heart felt like it was stabbed with a knife, making him almost suffocate from the pain.
Seeing Xu Qigang's face turn from pale to a livid blue, Qin Yue quickly panicked, rushed to open the bedroom window, and shouted towards the family compound, "Guo Siming, Guo Siming, come here quickly!"
His voice was loud, with strong penetration; not to mention the family compound, even the regiment outside the courtyard wall was alarmed.
All of them were reconnoitres, naturally very alert. In less than a minute, someone from the regiment was seen sprinting towards them, and among them was Guo Siming with a medical kit on his back.
He was running slowly, so Renault directly hoisted him onto his shoulder in a rush.
"How is the Captain?"
