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When Zhang Cheng arrived at the hospital, Xie Lin had just walked out of Han Yixiao's ward. Without any hesitation, he rushed to Xie Lin, grabbed his arm, and urgently asked: "Han Yixiao, what happened to her?"
"She was overly frightened, and on top of that, she has been running a low fever lately without eating properly. She's a bit hypoglycemic and is still unconscious right now..."
As Xie Lin explained, Zhang Cheng glanced into the ward through the doorway that wasn't fully closed.
The girl was lying deeply asleep on the bed, with a relatively thick needle inserted into the back of her pale, delicate hand.
Zhang Cheng pressed his lips together and asked, "What exactly happened?"
