"Xiaxia." Di Mingzhe patted her face again and called her name, a clear hint of urgency finally appearing on his typically calm and moon-like face.
Unfortunately, she remained motionless.
Di Mingzhe's hand froze, and it took him a while before he reached out his elongated fingers to feel her breath.
He became nervous immediately, her breathing seemed very faint.
At this point, he forgot about the boundaries between men and women, hurriedly bent down to listen to her heartbeat.
After standing back up, he was left stunned, his brain spinning at a high speed.
Logically, if she really fell off a cliff and fainted, there's a high chance her brain might be damaged, or her body hurt.
But right now, it didn't seem like there were any major injuries on her body, just some obvious scrapes, even on her face.
However, there didn't seem to be any injury to her head, as there was no blood coming out of her mouth or nose.
