As a result, he hurt himself in his haste.
The man was overwhelmed with surging blood to his heart, feeling a heaviness in his chest.
With a sweet taste in his throat, the man swallowed the fresh blood in his mouth and, not caring about his own condition, hastily checked on Wen Xiao'ai.
Seeing that she was out of danger, the man breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart finally settled.
"...Help."
Struggling to speak, the man no longer had the strength to let Wen Xiao'ai down.
Ye Yin hurried forward to carefully support Wen Xiao'ai, who lay in the man's arms, and then laid her down on the bed.
The sound of the doorknob being turned arose.
Without saying another word, Ye Yin quickly left with the man.
The man looked deeply at Wen Xiao'ai, his eyes filled with reluctance and helplessness.
The moment he rushed out of the barrier that Wen Xiao'ai had set up before, the man's heart clenched painfully, overwhelmed with sorrow.
This barrier, was it to keep him out?
