In the operating room, the doctors were busy, every second was torture for Lu Xiaojiu.
She didn't know if the death of the person inside would be a relief for her or if Lu Bai staying alive was somehow a hope.
"If he survives, I promise you, I will not approach him again." Lu Xiaojiu said, "Until Aunt Ling's ten-year agreement is fulfilled, I will not touch a single hair on Lu Bai."
She really wanted to tell Lin Jingsheng that at the time, General Taylor's sniper was outside the window, Wesley had revised the plan to provoke a civil war between the Beacon Group and the gang; if she hadn't fired, Lu Bai would have been shot in the head by the sniper. Because she fired, Lu Bai moved, and the bullet pierced his arm; if hit by the sniper's bullet, there would be absolutely no chance of surviving.
"Jingsheng, what if I said, I shot to save him..."
"Would you believe such words?"
Lu Xiaojiu smiled bitterly, "Yes, I don't believe it myself."
