[ Xiao Xingchen frowns a little and hesitantly puts his hands over the wound. There is a lot of blood. Xue Yang's robes feel completely soaked in it. Against his better judgement, Xiao Xingchen lets his healing energy start to sink into the wound. He hadn't been sure that he can still do this, but apparently dying hadn't robbed him of his spiritual powers. Well, that's something. ]
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What happened? Was it the bear?