Gu Chaohan watched everything coldly, saying nothing nor making any movement.
For the first time in his life, he tried experiencing... the feeling of helplessness.
The two remained silent for quite a while.
After a long time, Su Yan finally mustered a bit of strength.
Step by step, she walked difficultly over, stopping beside Shen Chizheng, then bent down carefully to inspect the wound on his chest.
A fatal gunshot, does the wound even matter now?
As her hand touched his chest, she could no longer feel any heartbeat.
She was a doctor and naturally knew he had lost all vital signs—both breathing and heartbeat were gone—he couldn't possibly be resuscitated.
But she was unwilling, she refused to just give up.
Or perhaps, it was simply disbelief.
Just that morning, he promised her that once the matter was settled, he would come for her and they would leave Lancheng far behind together.
From then on, the vast world would bear no relation to them.
He clearly promised her...
