At this moment, Jiang Ying's breathing was gradually getting slower. Ning Yue checked his body and gasped.
Jiang Ying was seriously injured. His entire body could be described as bloody. He was so injured that Ning Yue could barely tell what his face looked like.
Ning Yue became more and more flustered, and her hands began to tremble. She tried her best to calm down.
Other than her, no one else in this world could save Jiang Ying. If she didn't hurry up, Jiang Ying would die!
Ning Yue closed her eyes and threw those bad thoughts to the back of her mind. She did not want to see the man who would hold her hand for the rest of her life die of an injury.
She kept encouraging herself. Finally, she calmed down.
Ning Yue wanted to take a closer look at Jiang Ying's injuries, but because of the bleeding, Jiang Ying's clothes had long been stuck to his wound.
