Cen Xi walked over hurriedly.
The rain had soaked the man completely from head to toe. He was lying on the ground, his face covered in both blood and dirt.
Seeing that he was unmoving, Cen Xi hurriedly crouched in front of him and stretched a finger under his nose.
In that moment, her mind was completely blank. She was so afraid that he would die here like Young Master Li did.
After she felt that he was still breathing, her tensed heart finally relaxed a little. She used her sleeve to wipe the dirt off his face for him. She was extremely careful, afraid of hurting him.
After wiping his face clean, she pressed her forehead against his. She shouted as she cried, "Da Zuo, Da Zuo, your young master is here!
"Someone come!
"Da Zuo, your young master is still alive. He's unconscious! Hurry and bring a doctor!"
She shouted until her voice was hoarse.
Cen Xi didn't realize that the man lying on the floor was slowly opening his eyes.
