Xie Jinbai ignored the surrounding gasps. His gaze swept past the crowd, scanning the area.
Fearing he might miss something, he didn't even blink.
His already deathly pale face slowly grew dim.
She was gone.
Completely vanished.
She had left him in this living hell, not even her soul deigning to remain for him to gaze upon one last time.
A wave of sorrow surged into his throat. Xie Jinbai closed his eyes.
He looked as if he had lost his soul.
A few of his adjutants exchanged glances, none of them daring to disturb him.
They could cower like quails and keep their heads down, but Doctor Liu could not.
The freshly bandaged wound was bleeding again. If it wasn't treated quickly, his life might truly be in danger.
