Su Chengyu rested his fingers on Fang Yue's wrist, and a stream of mana flowed through her meridians into her body. Soon, he had explored every inch of Fang Yue's body, from her limbs to her extraordinary blood vessels.
"Miss Fang, didn't I just say that things are unpredictable? Don't be so sure that you won't need my help. Isn't it surprising that my words have come true so soon?"
Su Chengyu's mana lingered about Fang Yue's heart, ensuring her safety before he spoke.
If not, this sentence might have triggered her heart condition and killed her right then and there.
"I...I don't want your help!"
Fang Yue spoke in a low voice. Despite her discomfort, she was still stubborn. Fang Shengyun, who was standing by her side, said coldly: "Are you saving people or harming them? If you keep provoking her like this, she will die even faster!"
