Even after the heavy impact, Little White Tiger managed to drag itself up and gazed at the unconscious Ye Qingtang.
It was all cold around Ye Qingtang. Her wound had turned purplish from the start of gangrene. She had expended all her energy and was unable to maintain her body warmth.
In the Frozen Ice Fields, a person's energy expenditure would be over 10 times higher than normal. This kind of temperature would be fatal to anyone.
Little White Tiger blew a stream of warm air and quickly pulled Ye Qingtang into its soft furry belly. It used its own body warmth to raise Ye Qingtang's temperature.
Ye Qingtang slowly came to and felt waves of intense pain radiating from her shoulder. But a series of moist warmth helped to lessen the pain.
When she opened her eyes, she saw her enlarged Little White Tiger carefully licking her wound, trying to prevent the flesh around the wound from turning gangrenous from the extreme cold.
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