"What happened here?" An Chong rushed over, hurriedly helped up Old Master An, and looked to Qiu Bo for an explanation.
"Ah!" Zhou Qi and several others followed in and, seeing Old Master An unconscious, cried out in alarm.
"What's happened?"
Qiu Bo quickly said, "Just now the master was fine, suddenly he vomited a mouthful of blood, then he fainted."
"Enough talk, let's get Grandpa to the hospital first." An Chong lifted Old Master An, carried him on his back, and strode out, with Qiu Bo following closely behind.
"Let's go, hurry, we should go too." Zhou Qi's face turned pale with fright, and she seemed somewhat beside herself with panic.
An Rong nodded and helped her to chase after them.
Beside them, Zhao Xuan watched their retreating figures, her eyes glancing at the not-yet-dry black blood on the carpet, a hint of malevolence flashing in the depths of her gaze.
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