C892 Blood Flowed and He Died

Su Xiangwan held the handkerchief and covered Hsu Yaan's wound. Very quickly, the white handkerchief had already been dyed red. It was a shocking sight to behold.

"Yaan, hold on! Aunt will take you to the hospital now!"

"Aunt Ye, I feel dizzy. I want to sleep for a while!"

"Yaan