Such an embrace was almost uncontrollable, she could feel the overwhelming emotions it contained.
At that moment, Luo Xi's already restless heart was instantaneously stirred into a thousand waves.
"Where are you hurt?" Yan Fengchi asked.
Her body temperature was unusually high, visibly indicating she had a fever.
"Shoulder."
Before she even finished speaking, his hand had left her shoulder and he took out a flashlight to examine the wound on her shoulder. Luo Xi's tense heart relaxed, and she softened, hearing him curse softly, "Damn!"
An emergency kit was handed to him, and he quickly administered an anti-inflammatory injection.
"Why are you here?"
Yan Fengchi put away the syringe, and in the next second, he hoisted her onto his back, and a group of people quickly retreated, striding through the dark jungle.
"I came to collect your dead body!" he said through gritted teeth.
Luo Xi's heart softened, her chin resting on his shoulder, and she remained silent.
