"Liam..." Lin Yang slowly opened his lips, his voice was already low and hoarse. Liam responded softly, his brows were gentle, and his cool and shiny fingers groped along Lin Yang's palm inch by inch upwards, stopping at her wrist. A pure and hot internal force slowly came over. Lin Yang's confused and painful mind suddenly woke up, and she hurriedly tried to retract her hand, but Liam's hand was firmly clasped on her wrist, and she could not break free for a while.
Lin Yang was worried that she was going to take care of her without caring about him, and his brows furrowed. He raised his eyes to look at her, but found that her eyes were not on him. Lin Yang looked in the direction she was looking, and the hazy memories in the fog instantly came back to his mind. The person on Wu Wei's back was gone.
"You..." Lin Yang subconsciously wanted to speak, but the strength in her wrist suddenly tightened a bit. Liam shook her head slightly at her, and her gaze fell back on Wu Wei. Wu Wei stopped at the front, with his back to them, his head lowered, and it was unknown whether he was still conscious.
There were slight footsteps behind them, and they stopped beside them. Liam and Bai Ji looked at each other silently, and their inquiring eyes fell on Zhong Linwan. The little girl's face was still very pale, and her eyes were wet, but very clear. She pursed her lips and observed Wu Wei for a while, then slowly took out the silver needle from the medicine bag and nodded slightly to Bai Ji.
Bai Ji frowned slightly, stared at her for a moment with his dark and indifferent eyes, and took half a step forward before her.
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