She walked over, bent down, and shook his body, "Huo Jingting, wake up."
The man remained motionless, his eyes tightly shut.
"Are you dead?" Gu Nanqiao patted his face and frowned, "If you're not dead, wake up quickly."
Seeing that there was still no response, panic surged within her. With the situation between them being what it was, she dared not seek help, as she couldn't clearly explain herself even with thousands of words.
Gu Nanqiao forcefully patted him a few more times, so hard that it seemed as if she was slapping him.
Huo Jingting's mouth twitched slightly, geez, it actually hurt a bit.
After all, her blow had landed on his head. Gu Nanqiao didn't think he was intentionally frightening her, and as her mind became a mess, her tone grew anxious, "Please, wake up..."
Having no other choice, she reached out to check his breath, and felt relieved when she could feel him breathing.
Thank goodness, he still had a breath.