Mu Xiangwan showed no visible blood, but internal bleeding couldn't be ruled out, so Su Chaoyang was afraid to move her too carelessly. He laid her down by the side of the road, using his uniform as a cover over her body. All he could do was call her, "Wanwan...wake up, wake up..."
The trembling in his voice belied his panic, and his palm, lightly patting her small face, was slightly trembling too.
Fortunately, Mu Xiangwan was merely knocked out, not critically injured and unconscious. Called by Su Chaoyang's stretched voice, she gradually regained consciousness.
"Wanwan!" Seeing the girl slowly opening her eyes, Su Chaoyang was pleased. His midnight-like pupils revealed a touch of relieved joy, "Wanwan, you woke up? Do you feel pain anywhere?"
Mu Xiangwan felt dizzy, her ears buzzed, it was hard for her to hear clearly. After making efforts to clear her head for a few seconds, she managed to recognize the handsome face in front of her, "Su...Su Chaoyang..."
