Private jets fly at extraordinary speeds.
But Jiang Li didn't have Deng Qin's number; he couldn't contact anyone close to Liang Zhouyue and was as agitated as ants on a hot pan, seeing no hope in sight.
Arriving in Aksu five hours later due to its unique geographical location, although it was nearing evening, it was still as bright as day with the fierce sun overhead.
Without any specific news, Jiang Li could only make the worst assumptions and rushed to the hospital where the accident victims had been taken, along with Jiang Yun.
The audience at the scene had not noticed the car, which started later than most racing cars, and were unprepared, resulting in a wide area of impact—unprecedentedly broad.
The hospital lobby was packed to the brim, and when the Jiang brothers entered, the ground floor service desk was already encircled, leaving no space to even inquire within.
