Chapter 42: Li Beicheng, Why?

She gently tapped to activate the screen, and a local news report popped up.

"A female tourist at Xiangshan Mountain suddenly faints, husband's rush to hospital nearly ends in tragedy, please everyone remember safety hazards while paying respects to Buddha!"

Under the bold and enlarged headline, there was a side profile of Li Beicheng holding her with a hurried expression. Even with the poor capturing skills of the surrounding tourists, one could clearly see the fine beads of sweat on the man's forehead and the undisguised anxiety and tension in his eyes.

Since the day Yan Xiaye had met Li Beicheng, except for the time five years ago when Yan Shuirou was on the brink of death, she had never seen him so distraught and discomposed.

From the few words described by the reporter, she roughly imagined the situation at the time.

Xiangshan Mountain was steep, and even if she went herself, it would require four to five breaks from the foot of the mountain to the summit.