Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Thunder rumbled outside the window, and dark clouds pressed down from the sky. The air was filled with an oppressive aura.
Shen Chun felt Fu Shi’s pulse. It was stable, but it was still weak.
Fu Shi lay on the bed, his chest rising and falling as he slept soundly.
Shen Chun felt a little upset.
If not for her, Fu Shi would not have gone to that shady auction, let alone be targeted by those evil people.
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