Kill 'em All!

[Hatred value for Wen Jian: 15]

[Hatred Value for Wen Jian: 10]

He lowered his head and said, "Keep your phone on. I'll contact you about his situation."

[Hatred value for Wen Qiao: 15]

If Yu Weimin were conscious, he would have smirked and said reducing the hatred value was so easy, but he wasn't. The system was getting even more anxious, so much so that she started crying.

[WUWUUU] The system cried at the top of her lungs. [Host, why do you want to die so soon? The hatred value is still not zero!]

Wen Jian didn't dare delay anymore. He grabbed Yu Weimin, put him on his back, and ran to the nearest hospital as fast as he could. He couldn't bear the thought of what might happen if he waited even a second longer.

His breathing was erratic as he went through the street. Even though his body was weak, he didn't care. He could still feel the hint of pain in his lower stomach, but he didn't think about it anymore.

He couldn't rest until he saw this person awake.