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"Ah Jiu (Miss) (Ninth Sister) (Little girl) (Ms. Yang)..." Everyone exclaimed almost in unison.
Long Xuanmo dashed forward like lightning and caught Yang Mengchen just in time to prevent her from hitting the corner of the bed as she fell. The consequences don't bear thinking about.
Yang Mengchen's fainting had thrown everyone into a panic.
Doctor Luo and Yang Cheng'an quickly stepped forward to take her pulse.
Holding Yang Mengchen, Long Xuanmo realized her clothes were already soaked through, her face was pale as death, and his heart twisted with pain, "Ah Jiu is alright, isn't she?"
"The surgery was long and strenuous. She's just overexerted herself," said Doctor Luo, who simply assisted from the side and was already feeling somewhat overwhelmed. "Let the little girl go back to her room to rest."
Long Xuanmo's heart, which had been in his throat, settled down, and he prepared to take Yang Mengchen away.
