Yang manqin didn't care about the blood on Bai Xintong's body as she carefully held her in her arms. Her movements were very light and gentle as she used her spirit energy to heal her back.
Yang manqin's hands were trembling.
Yang manqin looked at the blood on Bai Xintong's body. Her eyes were red, but no one knew how much pain she was feeling in her heart.
His heart ached for this girl.
If it wasn't for picking herbs for him, she wouldn't have been injured like this. But even when she fell off the cliff, she still held the bamboo basket firmly in her hand.
Yang manqin was using her spiritual power to heal Bai Xintong's injuries as she said,""Xintong, don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It'll be fine, it'll be fine ..."
Yang manqin kept repeating her words in a gentle voice. It was as if she was comforting Bai Xintong, but it also seemed like she was speaking to herself.
