"Nan Qiao, Nan Qiao, where are you?"
"Nan Qiao!"
Hearing the calls for her, she stood up and waved. "I'm here!"
Only then did the group of people run in Nan Qiao's direction and found her.
An Nuo almost fainted from fear when she saw Nan Qiao. At this moment, Nan Qiao's entire face was covered in blood. If one didn't know better, they would think that she had been possessed by an evil spirit.
"Qiao, how did you become like this?" An Nuo was so frightened that her face turned pale. She thought that Nan Qiao had been injured.
"Qiao Qiao, are you hurt? Are you feeling unwell? I have a doctor here." Murong Chen pushed An Nuo away and rushed forward to grab Nan Qiao's hands.
He looked at Nan Qiao's entire body nervously and realized that other than the blood on her face, she didn't seem to be injured anywhere else. Only then did he gradually relax.
