C391 Hospital Fortuitous Encounter

Bai Zhi strode over, his index finger and middle finger pressed to the center of Eleven's white neck.

He helped Cang Ling up from the floor, frowning. "Eleven still has a breath left. We'll take him to the hospital."

Bai Zhi couldn't guarantee that the Nan City was not as good as a doctor's so he could only take Eleven to a private hospital under the Shengshi Group