As the woman was falling to the ground, Qing Yuan came to his senses and immediately stepped forward to catch her body.
Just like a blooming rose, the blood on her chest had stained her clothes red.
Qing Yuan's hands were trembling as he desperately pressed his hands against the woman's chest, hoping to stop her from bleeding out.
However, the fresh blood was just like the spring water that flowed continuously. No matter how hard he tried, he had no way to stop it from oozing out.
"Cough! Cough!" The white-dressed girl spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. She caressed Qing Yuan's face with her trembling finger, as the corners of her lips lifted into a smile.
Finally... she was back by his side again.
Although it was quite drastic for her to show up this way, she... did not regret it!
