The hand grasping her shoulder gradually lost strength and drooped down; her complexion, already fair, had nearly turned transparent.
When her hand slid from his shoulder, Xiao Zimo faintly felt something was amiss.
He stopped.
He noticed the person in his arms had a terribly pale face.
Without a second thought, he immediately picked her up and ran towards the car.
Several military officers noticed Xiao Zimo's grim expression and hurried over, only to find An Ning had already passed out in his arms.
Involuntarily, they all thought of the same reason.
Most kids nowadays are pampered, especially girls. It's hardly surprising she couldn't stand being out in the sun for dozens of minutes and then being jostled around by Xiao Zimo.
If it had been any other girl, she would have protested long ago.
But An Ning didn't.
No one paid attention.
Now, everyone felt the situation might be quite serious.
