Dong Feifei experienced the taste of death for the first time: horror, despair, pain.

She didn’t want to taste it again.

Dong Feifei was so scared that tears streamed down her face. She wanted to live, didn’t want to die just like that.

When Tong Feifei thought she was surely going to die, Bo Yimo let her go.

Tong Feifei collapsed on the ground, panting heavily. Her ears gradually couldn’t hear anything, and she began to lose vision, so she hurriedly took out a pill from her pocket and swallowed it directly.

It took a long time to return to normal. She backed away a few steps, "Brother Yimo, don’t come near..."

Bo Yimo glanced at Xiao Yi.

Xiao Yi immediately understood and stepped forward to tie her hands, "Miss Dong, pardon us."

Dong Feifei dared not move anymore, obediently being taken to the blood transfusion room like a prisoner.

So, why cause trouble? If she had been obedient from the start, she wouldn’t have faced these sufferings.

People, after all, need to learn lessons before they grow and understand fear.

After Dong Feifei had her blood drawn, she was sent directly to recuperate.

The blood was delivered to the operating room, and the paused surgery resumed.

The news of Tong Yan’s gunshot wound was immediately leaked to the media.

In no time, everyone was in an uproar.

Many loyal fans cried out of distress, and the phones at Fengyun Studio almost exploded.

They were constantly asking for the latest updates, wearing out Yang Wen and the others.

They were also quite confused, not knowing what happened. They found out about Tong Yan’s gunshot wound from Weibo!

Tong Yan was shot...

Would Yimo go crazy?

Yang Wen worriedly made a call, only to find out that the phone was turned off!

With a sigh, he decided not to add more trouble for him and just waited for news, hoping Tong Yan was fine, otherwise, it would be a major upheaval.

Upon hearing the news, Yin Weiyi and Su Chenxi immediately bought a ticket and flew to Beijing.

The big chest must be fine.

What misfortune, what life and death uncertainty, all nonsense. Her big chest would not be harmed.

Those media have sunk to new lows, daring to write anything to grab attention!

She would complain!! Definitely complain!!

The two hurriedly rushed to the military hospital, running numerous red lights, and arrived at the entrance of the operating room breathless.

Grabbing Li Xin, they immediately asked, "How is she? Is she alright?"

Li Xin pointed to the sign indicating surgery, "Still in surgery, just finished a blood transfusion, sis lost too much blood."

Su Chenxi immediately rolled up his sleeves, "Need more blood? I have it, draw as much as you need!"

Li Xin shook her head, "Sis’s blood type is very special, it’s panda blood, but it’s not needed now, Young Master Mo has already solved it."

Su Chenxi lowered his head in disappointment. Although he and sis are siblings, sis inherited their mom’s panda blood, and he is an O blood type.

He had hoped he could help, but fortunately, someone donated blood out of goodwill.

"Who is this person? I must thank them properly!"

Li Xin paused for a moment, "If you want to thank someone, thank Young Master Mo."

The two immediately understood; it seemed there was some hidden story.

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Military Compound, Bo Family.

Xiao Zhi stared at the TV and turned to ask the servant, "What are the words up there?"

Even though he couldn’t read what was written, he recognized his sister’s name.

He didn’t want to miss any news about his sister.

"Yes, young master." The servant read aloud, "The famous artist Tong Yan has been shot and is now being treated in the hospital, her fate uncertain."