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On the way to the hospital, Wen Xiangyang, who had passed out, opened her eyes. This was the first time she had woken up so quickly after fainting. She gripped Mu Lingqian's sleeve, her voice hoarse, "Xiao Lan, where's Xiao Lan?"

Mu Lingqian pressed Wen Xiangyang's head to his chest. His voice came from deep within his chest.

"Xiao Lan is at the hospital. Don't worry, she'll be okay."

What does he mean 'she'll be okay'?

Tears uncontrollably fell from Wen Xiangyang's eyes.

She truly hated herself. Guilt and regret almost drowned her heart. Why did she get close to Xiao Lan? Why was her body so weak? If it weren't for her, if it weren't for her...

Xiao Lan wouldn't even have been in this mess!

Mu Lingqian felt Wen Xiangyang's emotional turmoil. He wanted to comfort Wen Xiangyang, but he couldn't even utter a single word. All he could do was to hold the petite woman tightly in his arms.

They arrived at the hospital, and Li Lanxi was rushed into the emergency room.