Tong Lu ran out of the room. When she was going down the stairs, she staggered and almost fell, but she could not care less. Leng Yejin fell to the ground, and his grip on her heart made her feel a sharp pain. A normal person would not be able to take it even if they knelt for a few hours, let alone two days without eating or drinking. He had managed to hold on until now. He urged Tong Lu to take a deep breath. She could not help but feel a mist rising in her body.
Yan Shuo helped her carry her to the sofa in the living room. The family doctor had not arrived yet. Tong Lu squatted by the side, feeling extremely anxious.
She held a glass of water and carefully put it into his mouth. Looking at his dry lower lip and Haggard face, she sniffled and touched the stubble on his chin with her fingers. Her tears fell on the back of her hand.