Is it really that serious?
"Hey, Shen Yancheng, can you be gentler with Xiaorou? She's fainted." Qin Zimo tried to shove Shen Yancheng's hand away but failed to do so, and could only give up.
"Xiaorou is unconscious, she needs artificial respiration right now," said Qin Zimo.
What that meant was, Shen Yancheng should get out of the way, so that artificial respiration could be performed on Jiang Xiaorou, and it could only be done by him, her childhood friend.
Artificial respiration?
She does seem to need it.
Shen Yancheng immediately picked up Jiang Xiaorou and walked towards where he parked his car.
"Shen Yancheng, what are you doing? Where are you taking Xiaorou? Let her go right now. If you dare to give her artificial respiration, I'll have someone kill you." Qin Zimo chased after him, truly in a panic.
Shen Yancheng carefully laid Jiang Xiaorou in his car, constantly guarding her head, afraid she would bump into something, very attentive.