Lin Qian was terrified, quickly helping him up as she shouted, "Chu Yelin, wake up! Don't scare me like this!"
Chu Yelin still had a trace of clarity left.
He slowly opened his eyes, his blurry vision falling on Lin Qian's anxious face, and he reached out to grab her hand.
"Qianqian, I think I'm going to die!"
"No, you're not going to die! We're taking you to the hospital right away."
Tears welled up in Lin Qian's eyes as she looked up at Su Yu'an standing by. "Yu'an, quickly call an ambulance."
Su Yu'an, his expression heavy, nodded and hurriedly made the call.
Chu Yelin tugged weakly at the corner of his mouth and coughed uncontrollably, blood suddenly spurting from his mouth.
Lin Qian's tears instantly slid down her cheeks.
She reached out, using her sleeve to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, her voice choked with sobs, "Chu Yelin, hang in there! The ambulance is almost here."
This was the second time. The second time Chu Yelin had been injured saving her.