Han Zuo struggled to speak, "I understand, I will ask her..."
He bit the tip of his tongue, using the sharp pain to force himself awake.
His vision cleared somewhat, and he looked around for Gu Chi, "Xiao Chi, help me untie my hands."
Gu Chi looked at Gu Junzhu.
Gu Junzhu did not object.
Gu Chi pulled out a Swiss Army knife he carried and picked open the duct tape on his wrists.
Han Zuo bit the tip of his tongue, propped himself up with effort, and snatched the Swiss Army knife from Gu Chi's hand, slashing fiercely across his left arm.
Blood immediately sprouted from the cut, dripping steadily onto the blanket.
Gu Chi stared in shock, quickly reaching over to press on the wound, "Brother Han, you..."
"It's okay," Han Zuo pushed him aside. "Bring the first aid kit."
"Okay!" Gu Chi hurriedly rummaged and opened the first aid kit.
