"Young Master, Miss Ye still has a breath." The bodyguard felt Ye Zhilu's breathing.
Bo Yeyuan pushed the bodyguard away, grabbed Ye Zhilu's chin, and pressed on her philtrum...
Leike suggested that they immediately take her to the lounge so the doctor could perform emergency treatment.
Bo Yeyuan carried the unconscious Ye Zhilu and strode forward, while Li Qiyu was stepping forward to check on Ye Zhilu's injuries and bumped right into him.
He coldly bumped her aside, his steps not hesitating for an instant...
Beitang Feng steadied her body, "I'll handle these matters; why don't you go back to your room and rest?"
"It wasn't me." Li Qiyu said in a low voice.
"I know."
