Lin Yang frowned unconsciously. Such a long time had passed and he had even recovered, so why was this person still having pain in his chest? Could it be that the injury was too severe and left him with a chronic illness?
Lin Yang subconsciously raised his eyes to look at Liam's expression, but met his deep and quiet eyes. The pair of black and white eyes were still breathtakingly beautiful, just the same as they were three months ago.
There was a heavy rain, and the sky and the earth were covered with mist. A dark figure suddenly tore through the rain curtain and flew across the deserted street, holding a woman in white in his arms. The woman's face seemed even more transparent in the heavy rain, her breath was weak, and it seemed that her chest could not even be seen rising and falling.
"Liam, talk to me, Liam..." Lin Yang's vision was obscured by the heavy rain, and his eyes were blurred. He kept lowering his head and calling Liam's name. He didn't know whether it was because of the heavy rain or the fear in his heart, but his voice was trembling. Liam curled up quietly in Lin Yang's arms, his face was calm, his eyes were closed, as if he was asleep.
The door of the clinic was slammed open, and a girl with pigtails came out yawning, looking reluctant, "Who came so early? Don't you see the clinic isn't open yet..." Before she could finish her words, she was stunned by the two women covered in blood in front of her.
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