I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

"Gu Yan, Gu Yan, what's wrong? Are you alright? Don't scare me, say something."

Her voice changed from embarrassment and anger to anxiety. She called out several times in a row, her voice trembling and her throat hoarse.

Gu Yan did not answer. Her eyes were half-closed, her gaze unfocused, her consciousness seemed to be floating in mid-air, and her whole body was limp and without any strength.

His lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but nothing came out except a faint sigh.

Fu Wanqing quickly helped him into the room, dragging and carrying him to her bed, each step a struggle.

The bed sheets were light pink and had a faint scent of laundry detergent. The quilt was embroidered with a few small flowers, and the pillows were as soft as clouds.

Gu Yan lay on the bed, her white shirt soaked with cold sweat and clinging to her body, outlining the contours of her thin collarbone and ribs.

His chest rose and fell slightly, his breathing was very light and shallow, as if afraid of disturbing something, his face was turned towards the ceiling and his eyes were tightly closed.

Fu Wanqing stood by the bed, looking at Gu Yan's pale face, her heart burning with anxiety, her fingers gripping the hem of her skirt as she paced back and forth.

She suddenly remembered the CPR she saw on TV, so she quickly bent down and got close to his face. Her lips almost touched his, and she could even see the curve of his eyelashes clearly.

No, no, what is she thinking? You can't just use artificial respiration. She quickly straightened up and patted her burning face, her ears as red as if they were on fire.

By the way, her special ability is healing. Although she hasn't used it in a long time, she can use it to help him recover his strength, which is better than just worrying.

But her hands began to tremble, her fingers hovering in mid-air, shaking like leaves in the wind, and a flicker of fear flashed in her pupils, as if she had been struck by some painful memory.

But looking at Gu Yan's pale, bloodless face, her bluish lips, and her trembling eyelashes, she gritted her teeth and suppressed her fear. She couldn't just stand by and watch her die.

She placed her hands above Gu Yan's chest, and a soft pink light slowly emanated from her palms, like the first rays of dawn shining through the clouds.

The light was warm, like a spring breeze, and the room was filled with a faint sweet scent, like the fragrance of flowers and honey mixed together.

Fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, trickling down her cheeks, across her cheekbones, down to her jaw, and dripping onto Gu Yan's shirt.

Her fingers trembled slightly, but the pink light in her palm grew brighter and brighter, enveloping Gu Yan in a warm glow.

Before long, Gu Yan's complexion actually improved, her lips regained some color, and the frequency of her eyelashes fluttering slowed down.

But the solemnity on Fu Wanqing's face did not lessen, and there was an indescribable weight in her eyes. She knew that this forced use of her superpower had caused some damage to her body.

Just then, Chen Sinian and Uncle Fu rushed over, the sound of their leather shoes clattering on the floor growing louder as they approached.

They pushed open the half-closed door and saw Gu Yan lying on the bed. Both of their faces were filled with anxiety and worry, and Chen Sinian's gold-rimmed glasses were askew.

However, seeing that Fu Wanqing was holding Gu Yan's hands in front of her chest with her palms glowing pink as she was trying to save her, they stopped at the door and did not go forward to disturb her.

Both of their hands were clenched tightly; Chen Sinian's knuckles were white, and Uncle Fu's tray trembled in his hands like a leaf in the wind.

Chen Sinian wanted to ask about the situation but was afraid of disturbing Fu Wanqing, so he could only let out a low sigh.

After a while, Fu Wanqing withdrew her hand, and the pink light in her palm slowly faded and disappeared. She let out a long breath, and her shoulders slumped.

She turned her head and saw Uncle Fu. His voice was a little hoarse but his tone was calm, and his eyes still showed a hint of fatigue.

"Uncle Fu, do you have any tonics, the kind for making soup? I need them quickly."

Uncle Fu nodded quickly, turned around and ran out, calling for help to prepare the small kitchen at the end of the corridor as he ran.

Soon someone brought over bird's nest porridge and ginseng soup, steaming hot with white vapor rising from the bowls, the edges of which were still burning hot.

Fu Wanqing took the spoon and sat down on the edge of the bed, feeding Gu Yan spoonful by spoonful. Her movements were very gentle and careful. She would pause the spoon on his lips for a moment, wait for him to swallow, and then feed him the second spoonful.

When Gu Yan opened her eyes, the ceiling went from blurry to clear in her vision, and the first thing she saw was Chen Sinian's face, which was flushed with excitement.

Chen Sinian grabbed Gu Yan's hand tightly, wrapping both hands around it, his eyes red and his voice trembling.

"Master Gu, you're awake! You're finally awake! That's wonderful! Thank you so much! From now on, the Chen family will be your home."

"This time I will take the Chen family's elite troops with me to the South China Sea, and we will follow Elder Fu to help you find something to prolong your life. Don't worry."

"As long as I, Chen Sinian, am alive, I will never let anything happen to you. You saved my daughter, so it is only right that I save you."

His words were both sincere and cheesy, his eyes filled with gratitude and unrequited fervor, which gave Gu Yan goosebumps.

Gu Yan withdrew her hand in disgust and shook it off, as if she had been touched by something dirty, and moved to the inside of the bed.

"Boss Chen, can you talk normally? You're giving me goosebumps. I can't stand it."

Chen Sinian smiled awkwardly, pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up and down, and was about to say something when Fu Wanqing's voice drifted over from the side.

"What life extension? Are you hiding something from me? Who wants a life extension? Explain yourself."

Her voice wasn't loud, but every word felt like a needle pricking Chen Sinian, her tone carrying a hint of coldness.

Gu Yan turned her head and glared at Chen Sinian, her eyes as cold and sharp as knives, wishing she could shut him up.

Chen Sinian quickly waved his hand, sweat beading on his forehead again, and he didn't even bother to straighten his gold-rimmed glasses, which were askew.

"No, no, Miss Fu, you misunderstood. I meant to go to the South China Sea to find rare life-bearing substances."

"Master Gu's body needs some special nutrition to regulate it, not to prolong his life, but to nourish his body."

"Old people just don't express themselves clearly, don't take it to heart, don't blame me for not knowing how to speak."

He wiped his sweat with a handkerchief as he spoke, the handkerchief becoming soaked, and his voice grew softer and softer.

Fu Wanqing stared at him for several seconds, her amber eyes scanning him like searchlights, making Chen Sinian feel like he was being seen through.

Then she looked away and didn't ask any more questions. Chen Sinian breathed a sigh of relief and secretly wiped the cold sweat from the back of his neck.

Fu Wanqing turned to look at Chen Sinian and Uncle Fu, raised her chin, and crossed her arms.

"The patient needs to rest. You can all go out now. We can talk about anything else after Master Gu has recovered."

Her tone left no room for argument, and Chen Sinian and Uncle Fu obediently turned around and left. Uncle Fu even tripped over the threshold by accident.

The door closed behind them, and the sound of two people's footsteps gradually receding into the corridor followed.

Only Gu Yan and Fu Wanqing remained in the room, so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing and the ticking of the wall clock.