Sang Ning looked at Chu Xi, only to see her face suddenly flush with blood. The next second, she clutched her chest, closed her eyes, and dramatically leaned backwards.
Sang Ning: "…"
She was truly speechless. Shen Yi fainted forward, and now Chu Xi was collapsing backward. What an oddly perfect match.
"Xixi!" Li Sulan shouted in panic.
Fortunately, there was a bed behind Chu Xi, or she would've hit her head and turned silly!
Sang Ning glanced at Shen Yi and said indifferently, "Your fans have pretty weak psychological resilience. You should stop throwing around the word 'defan' so casually with them."
Shen Yi didn't respond. His lips were pressed tightly together, pale, and he looked like he was about to lose it.
Li Sulan wanted to help Chu Xi up, but she couldn't muster the strength. She looked up and glared at Sang Ning angrily: "You made Xiao Xi faint, and still have the nerve to chat? Hurry up and go find a doctor!"
