Everyone was almost overwhelmed by despair, with mournful and mournful expressions, standing there, clenched their fists, wanting to comfort them, wanting to take the blame on their shoulders, but when they touched Chu Huaxin's calm, it was like a bend of stagnant water Suddenly, everyone couldn't say anything.

Mu Yihan squeezed her wrist tightly, not loving it as before, but using force.

He was hoping that the pain in his body would ease the pain in her heart, and he also wanted to pull her out of his own world.

Perhaps this method worked, Chu Huaxin slowly raised her eyes to look at him, her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but she couldn't utter a single word normally.

His throat felt as if it was being choked, dry and sore.

With a twitch in his heart, Mu Yihan violently pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.

The warm embrace and the worried look all acted as a catalyst, and tears welled up in my eyes.

There is no crying, no sound, so silent, silent and continuous tears.

Tears wet her face and also wet his shoulders.

But she didn't seem to notice, her expression didn't change, she just leaned on his shoulder, letting the tears wash down her face, her eyes stared into the distance silently.

suddenly--

Just when everyone was at a loss, there was the faint sound of footsteps, accompanied by a sound of caution from time to time.

Chu Huaxin leaned against Mu Yihan's arms without moving, but everyone's eyes turned to the direction where the voice came from.

Gradually, a faint beam of light began to appear in everyone's eyes, followed by several beams, and then a figure, and the voice became louder and louder.

But there was still nothing they wanted to hear, but it became more and more familiar, and their faces sank, becoming more and more ugly.

Because, they have heard clearly who made those voices.

At this time, everyone was in no mood to pay attention to why Yang Jingyi and the others came here, and it seemed that there were more than one or two footsteps.

Everyone's thoughts were on looking for Chu Qingyue, no matter what they were here for, they didn't want to waste time with them.

Everyone looked at each other, then packed up and planned to continue searching.

However, before going out, when they saw the person who completely appeared in their eyes, everyone's movements froze in unison, and then they all looked at Chu Huaxin in tacit understanding, and called out in a hoarse voice: "Qingyue!"

Chu Huaxin seemed to be awakened from a nightmare, her whole body trembled, and the hands hanging by her side were trembling constantly, but she still didn't dare to turn around to look.

Because she was afraid that what she saw was not what she saw when she turned around; because she was afraid that what she saw after turning was his eyes closed.

Seeing that she didn't move, the others didn't care too much, Rong Qianlong had already rushed towards Xu Zekai and the others first.

Looking at the person on his back who seemed to be asleep, his face was gloomy, "What's going on?"

"Quickly take it to the hospital."

It was like a spell, Chu Huaxin suddenly seemed to wake up, pushed Mu Yihan violently, turned around quickly, looked at Chu Qingyue lying on Xu Zekai's back with her eyes closed, tears were a miracle She stopped, but her tightly biting lip was about to bleed and she didn't want to let go.

It seems that he wants to wake himself up through pain.

After getting close, Chu Huaxin noticed his weak breathing.

He's alive, he's alive...

This kind of recognition made her look happy, but before she could express it, Xu Zekai yelled in a deep voice: "If you still want him to live, send him to the hospital as soon as possible."

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