C692 Not Very Likely

"Lord Bai Shanjun. . . " Qin Yunyi looked at Bai Shanjun who was lying on the bed. Although his eyes were open, his pupils were not focused at all. His heart twitched in pain.

He slowly walked to Bai Shanjun's bed. Looking at Bai Shanjun's pale face, he began to communicate with the Qilin in his mind. "How is it? Can it be cured?"

"Put your hand on his pulse first