Huang Luoxiu looked at Zi Lingxi's pale and weak expression, and he was truly worried and afraid.
His heart was also beating a little fast.
"Lingxi, little girl ..."
In the ambulance, Huang Luoxiu's hoarse cries could be heard. Every single one of them made one's heart clench.
When the medical staff in the ambulance saw Huang Luoxiu's state, they were a little jealous of the unconscious girl.
In their eyes, there was nothing wrong with this girl. She had only fainted, but this handsome man was so nervous.
Although Zi Lingxi was unconscious, she still seemed to be conscious, but she didn't want to wake up.
Perhaps she was subconsciously avoiding the information and didn't want to accept it.
When she had read through the information and found out about everything, she knew that she had misunderstood her brother. Although the Black Dragon Gang had killed her parents, the real person who had killed her parents was her aunt.
