"How can you just pull out the needle like that, you..." Shangguan Yu's eyes widened, completely unable to believe what he had just heard.
Usually, fooling around is one thing, but this is a matter of life and death, how could you just pull it out like that?
"I, I saw he seemed fine, so I helped him remove the needle." Wen Xiao'ai thought about how to bluff her way through explaining why Jun Moyan suddenly got better.
"He's fine..."
"Third Master really seems fine." Qing Yi stood by the bed, leaning in to check on Jun Moyan's condition, then exclaimed with some surprise to them.
"Quickly call the Drunkard over." Upon hearing this, Shangguan Yu felt a surge of excitement and went again to check on Jun Moyan's condition.
"Okay." Qing Yi hurriedly took out his phone, and instead of calling Bai Yi, he directly called the Drunkard.
The Drunkard, hearing Qing Yi say that Jun Moyan seemed fine, heaved a sigh of relief, guessing that it must have been that person who saved him.
