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Although Bei Tianyou did not allow her to mention Aunt You’s name, when he spoke of her himself, his words indeed carried a touch of softness.

He seems…

to really like Aunt Qingyou.

Based on this, Baili Xia couldn’t help but develop a bit more affection for Brother You, who might be her cousin.

Could he really be her cousin?

No wonder from the first moment she saw him, there was a strange sense of familiarity.

Is this what it means to be related by blood?

Of course, it might just be her own illusion…

Baili Xia followed behind, perhaps due to some inner thoughts, she walked particularly slowly.

But gradually, Baili Xia noticed that Bei Tianyou was walking even slower than her, almost bumping into his back a few times.

“Brother You, you can walk a bit faster, it’s okay, I can keep up.”

Bei Tianyou did not respond, his steps did not quicken in the slightest.

“Brother You?”

Suddenly Bei Tianyou stopped, clutching his chest, slowly crouching down.

“Brother You, what’s wrong?”

Baili Xia was startled, knowing that Bei Tianyou must have relapsed with his physical ailment.

She quickly took a couple of urgent steps to approach Bei Tianyou, carefully observing his complexion.

By this time, Bei Tianyou’s face was already ashen, lips pale, sweat dripping from his forehead like beans.

The last time, Baili Xia had seen Bei Tianyou’s attack behind Mu Mansion, and the symptoms were the same as this time.

Baili Xia reached out to touch the pocket on Bei Tianyou’s chest, but he shook his head.

“Didn’t bring the medicine.”

Although just a few simple words, the moment he spoke them out, it was unusually difficult.

The intense pain forced him to grit his teeth; whenever he opened his mouth, it seemed as if his strength were quickly drained.

Baili Xia was horrified, how could it be the same as last time, and without medication again?

Clearly suffering from a serious illness, why wouldn’t he carry medicine with him?

Suddenly, she thought of something, stood up, and shouted towards the bottom of the mountain.

“Fan Yi, Fan Yi…”

The distance from here to the foot of the mountain was not close, and she didn’t know if Fan Yi could hear her.

But she knew, Fan Yi had medicine with him, at this moment, perhaps only Fan Yi could save Bei Tianyou.

“No…no use, not…in time, you…give me…a needle.”

Beside her, Bei Tianyou said intermittently.

By now, his complexion had turned a bit purple, it was clear that he was not only in chest pain but also lacking oxygen.

“Mr. Nangong…taught you acupuncture, I…know.” He gritted his teeth to say.

“No, no, Brother You, I can’t do it.”

Baili Xia was terrified, she really wasn’t confident in her acupuncture skills.

Even though she saved Bei Tianyou last time, she always felt it was purely accidental, like a blind cat finding a dead rat.

This time it was to perform acupuncture on the chest, it’s not a joke.

But Bei Tianyou, at this point, could no longer speak.

His eyes were tightly closed, his teeth clenched, making a crunching sound, as if enduring immense pain.

Baili Xia looked towards the mountain, the path was empty, not a single person in sight.

She didn’t know if Fan Yi could hear her shouting earlier, but even if he did, it would be too late by the time he arrived.

From the parking spot, even if moving quickly, it would take at least ten minutes.

A sudden heart condition, she heard, can completely lose function within just a few minutes, and the person can’t be saved.

Baili Xia looked at Bei Tianyou, finally making up her mind.

Taking out the acupuncture kit from her backpack, she extracted a silver needle, wiped it with a disinfectant wipe, and slowly approached the chest area of Bei Tianyou.

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