"What's wrong with you?" Mu Yin was both panicked and confused, crying out in her plea, "Can you please go see the doctor first, I'm begging you..."
At that moment, a blue-eyed man and numerous doctors rapidly approached, pleading from outside the door, "Young master, please let us check your wound first, you are losing too much blood, it's likely affecting the heart arteries..."
"I'm asking you," Bo Fengheng clenched Mu Yin's hand tightly and roared.
He completely ignored the doctors outside.
Mu Yin gasped in pain, feeling wronged and sad, but seeing him like this, she really didn't want to argue, "Yes, yes, whatever you say, but please, let the doctors look at you, or you might die..."
Bo Fengheng suddenly released her hand.
With a loud crash, he fell towards the floor.
"Bo Fengheng..." Mu Yin was in a panic, quickly rushing to support him.
"Young master, please try to stabilize your emotions." The people outside hurried in, frantically helping him onto a stretcher.