After saying these harsh words, he took a big step forward, holding the dying Xiao Zhi in his arms, and ran forward quickly. Seeing this, Luo Lan also quickly followed.
Leng Yu held her hand tightly and kept comforting her, "Don't worry, Xiaozhi will be fine, don't worry, I believe you."
If she doesn't believe in herself, what's the point of others believing in her?
However, she felt that she was unusually calm at this moment. Compared with the helplessness when she couldn't find Xiaozhi just now, she now had less fear in her heart and more peace. At least now Xiaozhi appeared in front of everyone, and there was still a trace of breath. She would do her best to use modern medicine to treat him.
Just now, judging from Xiaozhi's pulse, he still had a weak pulse beating. Although the pulse was so weak that it was almost useless, as long as there was a glimmer of hope, she would give 100% effort.
Leng Zian carried Xiao Zhi and, led by Liu Xi, came to a quiet room nearby. Luo Lan helped Xiao Zhi lay flat while shouting to the people behind him:
"Everyone get out, and don't let anyone get close until I come out."
"No, I want to watch from here."
Leng Zian's face was as dark as night. At this critical moment, Luo Lan had no time to explain to him. She directly scolded him in a cold voice:
"If you want to save Xiaozhi, just do as I say."
Leng Zian waved his hands unwillingly, standing there like a Buddha statue, and kept shouting:
"This is my own son. How can I trust you? How do I know if you can wake him up?"
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