Zang Xiaolian couldn't help but get angry, addressing Lao Liu, "Sixth Brother, don't always be so sarcastic. According to what you said, we might as well do nothing! Isn't doing nothing just sitting and waiting for death?"
Xiaojiu and Lao Liu were arguing. Mom and Dad didn't say a word, just stayed silent. Lingxin kept swallowing nervously, then turned to look at his uncle.
Ou Yanan, being purely a medical student, didn't understand the intricacies of this line of work, and it sounded like heavenly books to her. Seeing her nephew's gaze, Ou Yanan nodded to him, meaning to keep calm.
The group discussed for over half an hour without any results. At this moment, it had been almost six hours since Erhouzi's disappearance. Everyone's hearts naturally turned into a dead knot.
Knock knock.
Two knocks.
It came from the left side.
"Is there a door over there?" Wei Changqing asked in surprise.
"A door connected to the neighboring residence," Zang Xiaolian told him.
