"Ah Yeon!"
He rushed to Ah Yeon, who was lying motionlessly on the floor, the tight white sweater under her jacket slowly turning dark red with blood.
"What's wrong, is she wounded?!"
Zhou Shen yelled across the room as he knocked Mr. Yang unconscious. He then hurried towards them, noticed Ah Yeon's shallow but rapid breathing, accompanied by hoarse sounds escaping her blood-smeared mouth, and said in a serious voice,
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