The people around him screamed. Jiang Rui got off the car and saw a young woman falling in front of the car with blood on her forehead and back.

He squatted down and reached out to feel the woman's artery. The woman slowly turned around; she looked delicate and beautiful. Moisture blurred her eyes, and she was gazing at Jiang Rui.

No matter who saw such a woman gazing back that way, he would helplessly hold her into his arms and show tender care for her, but Jiang ...