Huang Yueli's heart thumped hard and hurriedly turned her head back, just in time to see Li Moying slowly falling onto the ground.
She quickly pounced over to hold onto him, "Moying, Moying!! You… what's the matter with you??"
Li Moying's face was ghastly pale and his eyes were tightly shut without any response.
Huang Yueli's fingers shakingly stretched to the front of his nostrils only to realise that although his breathing is very weak, but was still regulated and she heaved a sigh of relief.
Liu Buyan walked over in quick steps as he bent down in front of Li Moying to take his pulse.
