Tang Qian was startled by her words, not because she was timid, but because the words of the immortal sister in front of her were always dead on, making it hard not to fear.
By her meaning, was Lin Wan possessed by something?
Tang Qian was about to ask more when Bai Zhi'er already lifted her foot to chase after.
"Wait, let me see her." Bai Zhi'er stopped the people carrying the stretcher.
The staff looked at her suspiciously: "Who are you?"
"Lin Wan's friend." Bai Zhi'er said, reaching out to touch Lin Wan's forehead.
While no one was paying attention, she drew a spell on her head.
Finally, under the scrutiny of the staff, Bai Zhi'er withdrew her hand.
She sighed, "Alright, it seems she did take a hard fall, you guys should quickly send her back to her room to rest."
The staff took Lin Wan away.
Tang Qian chased after them and seeing Bai Zhi'er looking relaxed, couldn't help but ask, "What did you do?"
