Under the scorching sun, Pei Chengyi drove with alarming speed, his car like a cheetah sprinting through the jungle.
The scenery blurred past. In his mind, he kept replaying the image of Xu Huan’s pale, frail face, alongside the doctor’s words: "If it happens one more time, she might not survive a second round of chemotherapy."
With every thought, his fury burned brighter, nearly consuming his reason.
Chapter 49