C246 Unable to act

The sweat had run down my face so many times that I couldn't wipe it off. I couldn't tell if it was hot or cold sweat.

The more I pressed, the more desperate I became. My heart was full of scars. I really wanted to cry. I really wanted to vent. But I knew that all of these were useless, and could only try again and again to find a way to wake Qin Jiawei up.

Qin Jiawei, wake up quickly