Looking at Zhen Huayi with tears streaking down her face like pear blossoms in the rain, Yin Tian reached out and pulled Zhen Huayi up from the ground, "Don't panic yet, what's happening?"
Actually, after entering Yin Mansion, Yin Tian had begun to observe Zhen Songwen.
He did not detect anything abnormal about Zhen Songwen's body.
But why had Zhen Songwen fallen into a coma?
Zhen Huayi clutched tightly at Yin Tian's clothes, as if grasping at the last straw of salvation, "My brother... my brother is going to die!"
Yin Tian frowned and turned to look at Zhen Songwen again, unsure where Zhen Huayi's words were coming from.
"I remember when my brother and I were young, a Taoist came to our home and said that my fate was not bad, though I had one calamity to face in my teens. Once I got through it, life would be smooth sailing..."