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Bai Luo Er closed her eyes, gently caressing Zhao He's pulse, releasing her spirit energy to investigate, and discovered that there was no Evil Qi invading her body.

Could it be a heart attack?

"Zhao He?" White Stream brought Jiang Tang over, and Bai Luo Er helped Zhao He up. "Zhao He, drink some ginger soup and go get cold air."

Zhaohe leant dizzily on his shoulder and took small sips