Chapter 917 I’m Sorry, I Can’t Help

• “Xiao Tian, your health comes first! If anything happens after you get back, contact me. I’ll try to figure something out for you, I’ll do my best,” Xia Zhu said, face full of concern. But the look in her eyes was plain pity—nothing more than sympathy.
• “Thanks for caring, Sister Xia Zhu. I’ll head back to the Capital City soon,” Xiao Tian sighed.
• “Mm-hmm, then hurry back. I’ve got things to handle here, so I won’t see you off.” With that, Xia Zhu slid into the approaching Rolls-Royce.