Lance: "My assistant says there's no plane in Xiangcheng, we don't know when we'll be able to get here."
He then sent a location: "They are now looking for a car to drive there."
The plane...
Bai Lian slightly lifted her face, her fingertips propping up her chin, suddenly turning her head to look at Jiang Fulai.
She remembered that someone owned a private plane.
It was parked at Danping City.
Red light.
Jiang Fulai stopped at the intersection.
The temperature difference in Xiangcheng was quite big, and with the sun at its peak, Jiang Fulai took the chance to look at her, his icy profile glinting with a cold light in the sunlight: "Just say it," he said.
He didn't even wait for Bai Lian to ask.
"The surgeon is currently in Beicheng, and my aunt can't wait..." Bai Lian leaned slightly against the door, her eyes squinting slightly.
It would take until tomorrow even by train from Beicheng to Xiangcheng, including the high-speed rail.
Time was pressing.