Chapter 315 You Are Really Coquettish

The night wind was cold. Brent was lying on the front passenger seat, almost dying. He bled a lot, which made him very weak now. Brent was sometimes conscious and sometimes dizzy. He wanted to dissuade Jack from going to the hospital. There were many people in public. If Jack took him to the hospital, it might put Jack in danger. But he didn't say, because he knew it was useless to do that. If Jack could really accept his advice, Jack would not have come back to save him just now, and would...