Zhou Linghuai was a little confused. He held Yu Youyao's hand tightly. "You're not leaving?!"
Yu Youyao kept nodding. "I'll sit here and accompany Cousin. I won't go anywhere."
"Okay—" Zhou Linghuai only had time to say this word. Even his voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible. Then, right on the heels of that, his eyelashes fluttered slightly and he closed his eyes.
Yu Youyao was shocked and shouted in panic, "Cousin, Cousin…"
Uncle Sun quickly said, "Don't panic. He just fainted. His legs have been broken for five to six years, so his condition is more serious and the treatment process is more painful. It's good that he fainted."
Yu Youyao's breathing relaxed. Only then did she realize that she had subconsciously forgotten to breathe because of her panic just now. Now that she was panting, she felt a suffocating pain in her chest.
