After Su Lang grew up, the sense of youth in him had diminished quite a bit, and his face was covered in a thick beard. However, if you ignored his mouth and chin, his eyebrows and eyes still held their charm, but his complexion wasn't good — a pallid, greenish hue. His body wasn't in good shape either, covered in bruises, some wounds even festering, and not long before, he had been "whipped," leaving him battered and bruised.
Dong Huiying touched Su Lang's neck; his pulse was very weak. If left unchecked, he might truly not survive.
Forget it, better to save him. After all, they were acquainted; if not for the old relations, at least for the sake of the past moments. Although this kid had never given her a kindly look, he was decent enough to her Zhi Chen.
