"It's me, Yiyi, hold on, I will definitely heal you..." Lan Jiaojiao's eyes were red, her face covered with tears.
Once, Lan Jiaojiao was quirky and always had a smile on her face. But now, her body was broken, like a flower in a storm, ready to wither at any moment. Lan Jiaojiao's heart was shattered.
If Qin Yi were still alive and saw Duan Yiyi like this, he would surely go mad.
"Jiaojiao, were you also here to take revenge for little hubby?" Duan Yiyi struggled to speak, blood constantly foaming from her mouth.
"Yiyi, don't speak now, save your strength, I will definitely cure you."
Duan Yiyi had a beautiful, tragic smile on her face: "Jiaojiao, I can't make it... I'm going to find little hubby, he's surely very lonely down there by himself. Can you give me that little flower? It was given to me by little hubby..."
"Don't talk nonsense, I will, I will heal you..." Lan Jiaojiao was already crying uncontrollably.
