"What's wrong, Rebecca?"
Chen Lun approached.
"No matter how much I call them, they won't wake up, sob sob..."
Rebecca sobbed, kneeling on the ground.
Chen Lun found that the Pompey family had already broken free from control, but at the moment, the Pompey couple lay on the ground, motionless. He went up to check and found that their wounds were very deep, seeming to have reached the arteries, and due to excessive blood loss, had fallen into a coma.
Their faces were now pale, their breathing faint, looking as if they were at death's door.
Rebecca knelt beside her parents, appearing very helpless.
"Don't worry, Rebecca, Viscount Pompey and the lady will be alright..."
Chen Lun comforted her.
Fortunately, the wound on Rebecca's palm wasn't deep, and she was not in any serious trouble now.
She nodded, seemingly trusting Chen Lun a lot.
