Song Yuanchao was just inside the door when he stepped out quickly. Upon seeing Brother Ji on the stretcher, he frowned. "A-wei, in this state, I’m afraid Brother Ji won’t hold up. I suggest you get him to a hospital."
But Brother Ji had already forced himself to sit up, wiping blood from the corner of his mouth. "Do I need a suit to get through the door?"
The head of security stood at attention. "Yes."
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