A moment passed.
Ke Shouwang suddenly found it hard to breathe, his face turning purple-red, gasping for air on the ground.
The servants were scared out of their wits: "Oh no, the young master just ate peanuts, and now he's having an attack!"
Bai Xuanmo raised an eyebrow: "He can't eat peanuts?"
The Ke family servant nodded: "The young master has been swelling all over since childhood if he eats peanuts, and in severe cases, he can't even breathe!"
Zhi'er quickly tugged on Bai Xuanmo's sleeve: "Brother, hurry and save him~"
Bai Xuanmo was not the type to meddle in other people's affairs.
But, when Little Ball asked him for a favor, that was different.
Bai Xuanmo made everyone step aside, laying Ke Shouwang flat on the ground.
He first leisurely took the pulse, then glanced at Ke Shouwang with narrowed eyes, chuckling.
"Lucky for you that you met me; otherwise, you'd really be at death's door."
