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Shen Yijia frowned. If Fan Mingyuan was still the same as when they first met, she would not care about his life.

However, when she and her beautiful husband went to Xunyang, he was the one taking care of the family. He was also engaged to Xiao Ruoshui. She couldn't let him die like this.

Fortunately, she had already accumulated five drops of spiritual liquid during this period of time, so she was not so reluctant.

"He won't die, right?" Shen Yijia asked.

Mo Yuan paused and instantly understood what she meant. She shook her head and said, "I've already treated his wound. As long as he wakes up, he'll be fine."

Fan Mingyuan's lungs were injured and he had lost too much blood. He did not wake up when Mo Yuan pulled out the arrow for him.

Actually, if Shen Yijia did not make a move, the possibility of him waking up was very low. Even if he really woke up, he would still be a vegetable.