C173 Not dying

"He shouldn't die."

Xiang Tao lowered his voice and said, an intense pain continued to engulf his entire arm. Xiang Tao even had a feeling that this arm was not his.

Fresh blood flowed unceasingly from the tips of her fingers and dripped onto the ground. When the fresh blood dripped onto the ground, the woman's expression was somewhat ugly as she hurriedly spoke.

"Sir, your hand