Ye Anqi was surprised, Sima Qing had actually fainted.
The auctioneer hurried down the stage to inquire, "What's wrong with this young lady?"
"I don't know, find someone to carry her away," Luo Zifeng spoke indifferently.
The auctioneer was taken aback and quickly arranged for medical staff.
Ya Shitian suddenly stood up, "I know a bit of medicine. Let me take a look at her."
Luo Zifeng's gaze grew even colder and more gloomy when he saw him. But he did not object, nor did he agree; he said nothing.
Ya Shitian stepped forward and examined Sima Qing.
"It must be excessive internal heat that caused her to faint," he concluded.
The auctioneer was taken aback. "Excessive internal heat?"
Ya Shitian's lips curved into a smile: "Perhaps if Young Master Luo takes her away now, it might cool her down."
Luo Zifeng clearly sensed the mockery in his words.
But he also realized that Sima Qing was feigning unconsciousness.
