Douluo: After Bibi Dong's abuse, Gu Yuena takes care of her

The rage in Qian Renshang's chest was completely ignited, scorching the remaining fear.

"Me too!" he roared with all his might in the direction the sound faded away.

Every word seemed to be forced out from between his teeth, filled with suppressed rage.

"Wash your neck and wait! I swear I won't rest until I avenge this!"

I don't know how much time passed, maybe a few breaths, maybe a quarter of an hour.

The omnipresent, despairing white light finally began to fade, like a thick fog being dispelled by sunlight.

The blurry outlines of the scenery gradually reappeared.

Qian Renshang's heart pounded wildly, his gaze sweeping around urgently like a hawk, not missing a single detail.

found it!
Not far away, on a patch of messy grass, Gu Yuena lay quietly.

Like a flower utterly destroyed by a fierce wind. Her face was deathly pale, devoid of any color.

Her lips were an ominous pale purple, and the rise and fall of her chest was so faint as to be almost imperceptible.

Qian Renshang felt as if half of his blood had turned cold.

He practically tumbled and crawled over, not even noticing his knees slamming heavily to the ground, his arms trembling as he carefully pulled the cold body into his arms.

It was surprisingly light to the touch, as if most of its life force had been drained away along with the white light.

"Nana? Wake up! Don't scare me..."

His voice trembled violently, choked with uncontrollable sobs.

His fingertips carefully brushed across her cold cheek, the icy touch making his heart race.

Those beautiful eyes, which always held complex emotions—sometimes resolute, sometimes cunning—were tightly closed at this moment.

Only her two delicate eyebrows were painfully furrowed together, silently telling the story of the immense trauma she had endured.

Looking at the person in his arms who was barely breathing, Qian Renshang felt a huge wave of self-blame and guilt surging over him, almost crushing him, like countless needles piercing his heart.

He's too weak... too weak...

He gently laid Gu Yuena flat on the relatively clean ground, then frantically rummaged in his robes and pulled out a small, warm jade bottle.

He pulled out the stopper, and a faint, strangely vibrant medicinal fragrance wafted out. He poured out a pill the size of a longan, radiating a soft, luminous white light, and carefully pried open Gu Yuena's bloodless lips, inserting the life-saving pill.

At this moment, this pill is the last hope.

After doing all this, he collapsed weakly beside her, holding her cold hand tightly, as if trying to transfer all his remaining warmth and strength to her.

Time flowed slowly in the dead silence, each second feeling like an eternity.

He stared intently at Gu Yuena's face, not daring to blink.

Finally... on that paper-white cheek, a very faint blush appeared, extremely slowly and with great difficulty.

Like the most fragile touch of new color when the ice and snow melt in early spring.

Then, her thick, curled eyelashes trembled very slightly, like butterfly wings.

Qian Renshang's heart jumped into his throat.

The eyes... opened.

Those beautiful eyes were initially wide open in a daze, the pupils somewhat unfocused, as if unable to concentrate.

After a few breaths, he managed to turn around with difficulty, his gaze slowly landing on his face, which was filled with anxiety and ecstasy.

"Na... Sister Na!" Qian Renshang's voice was hoarse with relief, overwhelmed by immense joy.
He was almost incoherent, "You're awake! That's great...that's great...you scared me to death..."

He unconsciously tightened his grip on her hand, as if afraid she would disappear again in the next second.

Gu Yuena seemed to want to force a reassuring smile at him, but even this simple action seemed incredibly difficult for her.

Finally, she took a very weak breath, her voice barely audible, weak from her serious injuries: "N-nothing... I'm just... exhausted..."

She could feel the heat from Qian Renshang's palm and the almost overflowing concern. A faint warmth struggled to penetrate the coldness of her body and flowed into her heart.

Qian Renshang carefully helped her sit up a little, letting her lean against his arm to support her weak body.

He gazed at the lingering energy remnants in the distance, the place where the God-King's oppressive aura had once raged, and his expression became extremely solemn once more.

"Sister Nana, this time... it was lucky. But those five..."

He paused, his voice lowering, carrying a sense of impending doom, "They will never let this go so easily." (End of Chapter)