Although the journey was long and his body weak, Lin Yifan still arrived on time.
At that moment, what he feared and worried about the most was the possibility that An Qi had already passed away. After all, three days had gone by, and no one could guarantee that the seriously injured An Qi could hold on for so long.
"An Qi! You have to hold on, I've brought someone to save you, you must hold on!" Lin Yifan rushed forward while chanting in his heart.
Before long, they arrived at the hospital room where An Qi was.
At that time, Zhou Jiajia, Su Qingqing, and Xiao Lian were inside, weeping bitterly, as if An Qi had already died.
"Jiajia! What happened to An Qi?" Lin Yifan ran over and asked.
"Sister An Qi, she seems to be at her last gasp," Jiajia answered through tears.
The machine next to them showed that An Qi's heartbeat was getting weaker and slower, as if it was about to flatline.
