Elsewhere, in the side hall of Taiji Hall, Zhang Qiong had already finished removing the acupuncture needles from Shu He.
Though her condition looked much better, Yi'er still wept as she hugged the bedside, calling out to Shu He again and again.
Baili Moqing stood behind Yi'er, his eyes red-rimmed, filled with self-reproach and heartache.
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