Yang Qingqing couldn't worry about anything else. She pressed on Qin Yi's human acupoint, covering his mouth with one hand and helping him breathe.,Before me stood a woman of striking beauty. Her oval face was pale and smooth, without a hint of makeup. Her features were delicate yet elegant, refined without being common.,"That scum dared to feign death! Such a lowlife deserves to be killed immediately." Yang Qingqing's heart was filled with rage.。