After Qin Xi saw that both of them had settled everyone down, he looked at Daoist Yangmei. Daoist Yangmei's own condition was not especially good either; he kept clutching his chest by himself. Though he said nothing and often acted so lazy, Qin Xi also knew that the more critical the moment, the less Daoist Yangmei was sometimes willing to speak.
Qin Xi walked to Daoist Yangmei's side, patted him on the shoulder, and said to him, "Are you all right?"
Daoist Yangmei's face was pale, but he gritted his teeth, gave Qin Xi a faint smile, and said to him, "I'm fine. I'm not someone who dies that easily."
Qin Xi knew that when Daoist Yangmei said that, he was comforting him. Though Daoist Yangmei was in terrible pain, Qin Xi could only suppress how he felt at this very moment.
He sat down beside Daoist Yangmei, and in his mind, he thought of the Chat Group. Very soon, the Chat Group opened.
The people beside him all entered the Chat Group one after another. Looking at Daoist Yangmei's pale face, Qin Xi supported him.
Daoist Yangmei saw Qin Xi lean slightly toward him, and he did not stand on ceremony either. He leaned directly against Qin Xi, placing most of his weight on him.
The corners of Qin Xi's mouth lifted slightly. It seemed this guy really had been forcing himself to stay calm.
He watched as one big boss after another came online in the group.
Nine-to-Five Admiral entered the Chat Group very quickly. Seeing Qin Xi and the others leaning on each other, he was extremely startled.
Then, looking at Ao Xin, he said, "Did something happen? Did you run into some kind of accident?"
Just as he finished speaking, the Forever Seventeen-Year-Old Girl also entered