Chapter 852: Chapter 857: My Condition is Your Life 7 Chapter 852: Chapter 857: My Condition is Your Life 7 “It’s a timed bomb!”
“There’s one here too!”
Bai Jingqing observed beneath Bai Qianqian’s chair, once he saw it, he ripped off the tape from her mouth.
“Never mind me, go stop the bleeding first!” Gu Qingxin tried to sit up but was held down by Beiming Han. “Don’t move!”
If she so much as twitched, the bomb could go off.
“Ah Han, you’re bleeding, go and stop it, will you!” Gu Qingxin pleaded, watching the blood incessantly flow from Beiming Han’s body, her heart aching like it was being sliced open.
“Young Master, leave this to me!” Ye Qi spoke.
The color drained off Bai Jinjingqing’s face. He glanced at his elder brother, then at Bai Qianqian, struggling evident in his eyes.
“Leave me, all of you go. Save Young Master Han first.” Bai Qianqian shook her head, tears streaming down her face.
Bai Jingqing’s turmoil mirrored his brother’s. As a doctor, Jingqing knew that if Han’s stab wounds weren’t tended soon, he would go into shock due to severe blood loss.
But if he attends to Han’s wounds, there won’t be time to save Bai Qianqian.
“What are you doing standing there? Check the bomb!” Beiming Han, clutching his severely wounded lower abdomen, barked at Bai Jingqing.
“You better go stop the bleeding or else I will move! Let it explode!” Gu Qingxin screamed frantically.
“If you move, we all die! And I can’t survive either.” Beiming Han muttered, his voice getting fainter from blood loss.
Gu Qingxin, looking at his pale lips, felt a sharp pain in her chest intensifying. At her wit’s end and unable to do anything, all she could do was let the tears flow. She felt utterly useless…
“Huangfu Ye, what are you waiting for? Patch up our big brother.””Ye Qi, figure out a way to deactivate the bomb!” Bai Jingqing made a quick decision.
“Okay… Okay!” Huangfu Ye eventually came to his senses, instantly took off his suit jacket and then his shirt, tearing it into strips to bind Beiming Han’s wounds.
The bleeding was unstoppable: Charles, the bastard, had used a specially crafted knife such that normal methods couldn’t stop the bleeding.
But there were no other options. If they could slow down the blood flow, even by a little, it would buy them more time.
Time ticked away by the second, sweat dripped off Ye Qi and Bai Jingqing’s foreheads. As they deftly opened the bomb’s casing, they saw three wires: red, blue, green!
To disengage the bomb, one of the wires had to be cut. But if they chose wrong, the bomb would explode immediately.
Watching as more and more blood pooled on the floor—Beiming Han’s blood—Gu Qingxin asked in anxiety, “What’s the status?”
“There are 30 seconds left… six wires… our chances of survival are less than 20%.” Bai Jingqing answered.
“You all should go, stop worrying about us.” Bai Qianqian’s tears flowed down as she turned her worried gaze onto Bai Jingqing.
He didn’t owe her anything. There was no need for him to risk his life for her.
“Ye Qi, Huangfu Ye, both of you should leave at once! Go as far as you can! Hurry!”
Beiming Han made a resolute decision.
“I won’t go. Master, please issue an order. Which one do we cut?”
Ye Qi looked at him earnestly.
“Big brother, I won’t leave either. If we are to die, we die together! If you survive, I can live on. If you’re not there, what’s the point of me going on?”
Huangfu Ye tightly pressed onto Beiming Han’s wound, but the warm blood was still gushing out.
And in the midst of this conversation, another ten seconds passed.