"Father!"
Qiao Lie was leaning against the bed, his eyes red-rimmed.
Qiao Xixi hadn't expected Sunxiao to be so badly injured.
The crimson beast-hide clothes he wore concealed the color of the blood, but it dripped continuously from the hem.
Sunxiao's skin was already fair, but now, from excessive blood loss, his lips had paled to the point of being almost transparent.
Sunxiao had helped Hei Zong defend Demon Beast City, after all. Had Hei Zong not even found a witch doctor for him?
'No, wait.'
'I'm the witch doctor of Demon Beast City now.'
'So, is this why Hei Zong had me come live here?'
"Mother, please save him, okay?"
Qiao Lie turned and gripped the corner of Qiao Xixi's clothes tightly.
Qiao Xixi had never seen him like this before, and her heart ached for him.
"Don't be afraid. Mother will take a look at him."
Qiao Lie let go of Qiao Xixi and returned to the bedside.
