Shi Lingyan didn't sit down. Seeing this, Madam Bai called out to him, "Ling Yan, please sit down. You must be tired from standing, come."
Bai Yuejie also looked up at Shi Lingyan, her voice weak as she called out, "Brother Ling Yan."
"Hmm," Shi Lingyan responded indifferently, "how are you feeling now?"
When Bai Yuejie heard this, she looked into Shi Lingyan's hollow and empty eyes and said, "I feel like I'm about to die."
Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of despairing sorrow.
Upon hearing these words, Madam Bai nearly burst into tears, covering her eyes with a handkerchief and choking out, "You, don't say such nonsense, you will definitely get better. Your father has already reached out to friends from all walks of life to help find a compatible heart. As soon as we find a suitable one, we can replace it for you, you will definitely get better."
Bai Yuejie, of course, was also aware of this fact and subconsciously glanced towards Uncle Liu, who was standing far away.
