Dan Hanjie's tall figure stiffened.
As he watched her painful crumble to the ground, he too, was at a loss of how to react.
In the next second his body bent rapidly, scooping her back up into his arms, "Cat!"
"My stomach... it hurts so much…"
Qin Youxuan bit her lip, so hard that blood was drawn. Her small hand tightly clutched his shirt. She rested her pained body against him, raising her head
"Xuan!"
Rui Hui rushed over, her face paled in shock at Youxuan's colorless face. "Quick, lay her down flat, try not to put pressure on her stomach."
Upon hearing her words, Dan Hanjie quickly regained his senses and gently laid Qin Youxuan down.
Rui Hui moved closer, studying her condition. She felt her pulse quietly, her serious expression not revealing any signs of her thoughts.
Qin Youxuan looked at her with pleading eyes.
