Xu Sizhi was still unconscious. Although Xu Qing saved him in time, Xu Sizhi had still lost too much blood. Coupled with the fact that his body had been ravaged by Gu poison, if not for Xu Qing's powerful medical skills, he would have died.
"Brother Sizhi." With the huge commotion, it was impossible for Xu Xiang not to know about what happened here. She rushed towards Xu Sizhi's bed and cried.
"Little Xiang…" Xu Qing wanted to say something, but her voice was drowned out by Xu Xiang's deafening cries.
"Brother Sizhi, what will happen to me if you die? I'm going to be a widow. Can you bear to…" Xu Xiang said a lot.
Xu Qing was speechless. Widow? Xu Xiang was still young, so how did she know so much? Xu Qing felt amused.
When the Xu family members who came later heard Xu Xiang's passionate confession, they were furious. After all, which parent could tolerate their eight-year-old daughter telling a man she didn't want to be a widow?!
