Xia Xibei didn't even have the heart to pay attention to the others, all her attention was on Qiao Yanjue.
She walked in, reached out to feel Qiao Yanjue's pulse, and frowned.
After a few minutes, she withdrew her hand.
The injury to Qiao Yanjue's bones was not a big problem; the issue was that he had suffered a strong blow to his head.
Moreover, he still had some drugs in his body, which were much more damaging and kept him from waking up.
Even she needed some time to heal him.
Happily, his life would not be in danger.
Thinking of this, she pulled out her own silver needles and began the treatment.
Outside, the crowd was waiting anxiously.
Huo Zijun also rushed over, with a worried face.
"Is he going to be okay?"
He looked at the situation inside and couldn't help but frown.
"Of course!" Liu Manhong rolled her eyes. "I was hurt so badly before, but I'm fine now!"
