"Alright, I'll get in touch with you once I'm done," Yuan Yu said, watching them get closer. Yuan Yu asked, "Hey, where are you?"
"How are you? Are you okay?"
Yuan Yu displayed the demeanor a doctor should have.
"I bumped into something," Tang Jun said, blinking. Even as he was coming down cautiously, he inevitably bumped into something. He wasn't sure if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the darkness before his eyes didn't seem as pitch-black anymore.
"Where did you bump into?" Yuan Yu examined Tang Jun with a flashlight. His clothes were dirty, stained with mud and dew. When she saw the mud in his hair at the back of his head, her eyebrows furrowed, and she said, "Did you hit your head?"
"Are you dizzy? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Yuan Yu's voice was filled with urgency.
"Bro, are you okay?"
