After reuniting with the pangolin and the others, Han Sanqian gradually couldn't hold on on the way back and fell into a coma.
"My God, you...how did you come back?" The old man glanced at the three of them in surprise, and said something, still cooperating with the pangolin and others to help Han Sanqian to bed. , shook his head: "No, he lost too much blood and has fallen into a coma."
After saying that, when he turned his head, Xia Wei was already holding the long sword in her hand, and gently pushed the sleeve on her jade arm.
"You want to give him a blood transfusion?" the old man asked strangely.
Xia Wei nodded, but at this moment the old man shook his head: "No."
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