Good Luck

"He's in the faculty building at Imperial City University. " He Chengjian's voice sounded steady and powerful, so Gu Nianzhi felt much calmer.

Some people's words were of enormous weight.

"Huh? But I'm in Russia. Even if I fly back right now, it won't do any good." When Gu Nianzhi heard this, she felt as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over her, and she felt cold from head to toe.

"You're in Russia? " He Chengjian also froze for a moment. He started to get anxious and his face darkened. "Why are you in Russia? Weren't you with Zhichu?"

But now wasn't the time to blame her.

He Chengjian's mind raced and he immediately asked, "Then can you help find someone to send Zhichu to the hospital? Find that doctor who treated you. I remember that Zhichu said..."