"Mian Mian, get here quickly! Your shoes will be corroded!" Tang Zui forced himself to turn around to look at her. He was anxious to go to her, but he was already too weak to walk on his own.
Finally, Gu Mian came back to her senses and quickly ran over to Tang Zui.
On the other side.
Zi Fan and the doctor she brought over were stopping the bleeding on Long Sijue's arm and sewing up the wound. Long Sijue kept trembling out of pain, so much so that his lashes were drenched in sweat, and his complexion, as well as lip color, had turned paler.
Right then, he appeared extraordinarily fragile. Su Qianxun stared at him the entire time, and it was not an exaggeration to say that she felt as if ten thousand arrows had pierced through her heart.
Slowly, Long Sijue started to slip into a semi-coma. His eyes were tightly shut, and Su Qianxun became worried when she saw that.