Qin Qin nodded and leaned in to hug Mo Yunchen, "It's all right now, everything's all right!"
He's going to be okay, that's great!
Mo Yunchen hugged Qin Qin tightly, a strong smell of blood coming from his nose as he looked at the carpet beside the bed, where there was a patch of black blood.
His handsome face changed dramatically as he tried to push Qin Qin away, but she clung to him, "Don't move, Mo Yunchen, just let me hold you like this."
Her body began to lose all strength, so cold as if she was submerged in ancient ice, she threw herself into his arms, wishing to stay there, desiring this for a lifetime, yet knowing it was no longer possible.
"Qinqin!"
The chill from her body penetrated through his thin pajamas, altering Mo Yunchen's expression once more as he pushed Qin Qin away; she fell weakly into his arms.
Seeing her condition, Mo Yunchen's phoenix eyes tightened, his hand touching Qin Qin's blackened lips, "Why is this happening? Where's the antidote!"
