Holy crap? What the hell's going on?
Who doesn't know that these top students are fighting tooth and nail to win the finals, and there's no way they'd withdraw from the competition.
What's Liu Qi doing here?
Liu Qi remains silent, his hand moving the silver needles increasingly fast. At a visible pace, the old man's frequency of spitting blood decreases, and his breathing stabilizes.
Bai Chuwei's eyes hold a smile as she gives Liu Qi a slight glance. Seeing the fire trucks and ambulances approaching in the distance, she gently brushes her hair back and quietly leaves the airport.
The ancestor hasn't forgotten what she's supposed to do today.
Oh, she needs to attend a livestream today.
The fire trucks and ambulances arrived quickly, and doctors and nurses got off the vehicles to aid the injured patients.
