Following the sound of hooves, a sharp, somewhat familiar voice cried, "Help, help..."
Lei Yun hurriedly lifted the curtain and entered, his expression urgent, "Princess, it seems like a large group of people have arrived outside!"
Su Luo quickly grabbed her clothes and wrapped herself up, Lei Yun also stepped forward to help, efficiently wrapping her up before Su Luo pushed aside the curtain and walked outside.
The open space outside the medical shelter was brightly lit, and a frail man in thin clothing lay trembling on the ground.
His clothes were soaked with a large patch of blood; clearly, his injuries were severe, and his voice was very weak, "Help, please save me!"
Only when one truly faces death can one realize how desperately they want to live.
At this moment, that was the case for Xiaoxin.
He thought he had no ties; if he died, then he was dead.
