Yan Yi supported Guan Yiqing, who was lying limply on the ground.
His lips trembled violently, but he could not say a word. His hands covered the wound on her chest in a panic.
Seeing the large amount of blood seeping through his fingers and staining the back of his hand, Yan Yi felt his vision spinning and his mind going blank.
This soul-shaking turn of events shocked everyone.
"Yiqing." Yan Sinian walked over slowly with Huo ran's help. He had a complicated look in his eyes."You don't have to do this."
Rules were dead, but people were alive.
"I'm sorry, Sir ..."
Guan Yiqing coughed out a mouthful of blood. An apologetic smile appeared on his pale face."I had my own reasons and had to hurt you. But I'm also Sir's man. Betrayal can not be redeemed unless I die. I could only choose to fulfill my filial piety in this way."
"Yiqing, stop talking." Yan Yi's eyes were unfocused as he muttered,"I'll send you to the hospital immediately."