Ji Shiting, You Will Die

"Answer it! Answer it!" Ye Shengge was almost in tears.

However, the time shown on the phone was three thirty in the morning. At this time, ordinary people were in deep sleep. Even if their phones were switched on, they wouldn't be woken up easily.

Ji Shiting couldn't take it anymore. He breathed heavily and slid down.

"Shiting!" Ye Shengge grabbed his arm and looked at the knife on his chest. Tears streamed down her face. "Hang in there. I'll go find Sister Xiu now. I'll ask them to send you to the hospital!"

Ji Shiting grabbed her wrist with all his strength and said, "No. Listen to me, Shengge."

"Why? Why…" She hugged him as tears fell." Ji Shiting, you'll die! "

Ji Shiting took a deep breath and wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "No, trust me, okay?"

Ye Shengge trembled more and more. She looked into the man's dark eyes, which were as firm as ever. She could see her own reflection in his eyes.