That silent plea for help made Mo Xiaoran's heart suddenly fall to the cold bottom.
It turned out that she was calling his name in such panic, just...
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Just want him to save that man?
Was his place in her heart replaced by another man because of his original ruthlessness?
An inexplicable panic took over his heart!
His eyes looked painfully at the trace of tears under the corners of Lin Ran's tightly closed eyes!
He stretched out his hand to wipe it away feebly, and a trace of determination flashed in his eyes!
"Okay, I'll save him! I will definitely save him!"
After receiving such a positive answer from him, Lin Ran's emotions really began to calm down.
His brows were not as furrowed as before.
Her expression became a little more relaxed.
Face, quietly leaning in Mo Xiaoran's arms, quiet and no longer making noise!
After gently laying Lin Ran down on the bed, he reached out and covered her with the quilt.
Holding her somewhat cracked chest, she turned around and walked weakly toward the door.
When he opened the door and walked out of Liuyun Hall, he happened to see Qianye Feng walking out of the room where Li Min was sacrificed.
Qianye Feng also saw him at the same time.
Frowning slightly, he lifted his feet and walked towards Mo Xiaoran.
"Little Lord."
Seeing the blood red on Mo Xiaoran's chest, his brows furrowed even tighter!
However, he knew that the young master had no time to take care of this at this time!
It would be useless if he persisted!
Just choose to ignore it!
"How's Ji Li'an doing?"
He cast his eyes towards the room where Ji Limin was being held and asked in a deep voice.
"He suffered double internal injuries. It may take a long time to heal. Moreover, his heart pulse was broken in several places, so it will be difficult to recover..."
Qianye Feng looked at Mo Xiaoran with some embarrassment and replied.
But Mo Xiaoran's expression was a little dissociated, and she didn't seem to listen to his words at all.
And Qianye Feng had no intention of asking further questions!
After a long silence between the two, Mo Xiaoran's dull voice slowly sounded out——
"Is there any way to make his injury recover faster?"
While speaking, those cold eyes were locked on Qianye Feng's face.