Black Hawk looked at Li Shaoting with worry, his gaze repeatedly drifting to Li Shaoting's shoulder. They should have gone straight to the hospital, but Li Shaoting had insisted on coming back to find Jian An'an first, completely disregarding his own injuries.
Li Shaoting lowered his gaze to look at his shoulder, where a tearing, agonizing pain was radiating. He took off his suit jacket, finally revealing the grim reality beneath: his white shirt was virtually dyed red, and the fabric over his left shoulder was torn apart, exposing raw, bleeding flesh. It was a shocking and severe wound, apparently inflicted by something, and had only received a makeshift dressing.
Cold sweat beaded on Li Shaoting's forehead. He gave the injury an indifferent glance before nodding. "Let's go."
Chapter 463