"Yan Yan.." Xi Ting's cold voice sounded in Qin Yan's ears.
Snap—
Qin Yan snapped out of her daze and let go.
Lu Yaran fell to the ground weakly, holding onto her neck and coughing. Horror filled her eyes as she looked at Qin Yan and retreated.
Her arrogance had completely disappeared.
"Sigh…"
A low sigh echoed through the corridor.
The man had been waiting for this moment. He pulled the girl into his arms and covered her eyes with his hands, comforting her quietly.
The door to the emergency theater opened and Lu Yaran instantly looked over.
Lu Che was covered in blood. He gritted his teeth and shook his head as he looked at Xi Ting, "Things don't look optimistic. He has an intracranial hemorrhage but his body may not be strong enough to undergo surgery."
Qin Yan listened to Xi Ting's heartbeat and her worries eased.
When she heard Lu Che's comment, she suddenly asked, "Can I go in?"
