Even though Xiaowu had swallowed Oscar's Recovery Big Sausage and Tang San's Dragon Chrysanthemum Leaves, she hadn't taken a moment to regulate her breath for over five and a half hours. If it weren't for that final belief sustaining her, she would have collapsed long ago.
Finally, she saw Tang San return. As the tension in her heart eased, her body could finally enter a self-protective state of unconsciousness.
Picking up Xiaowu's slender legs, Tang San held her tightly. Although Xiaowu hadn't had a chance to say a word to him, how could he not understand what Xiaowu had gone through at this moment?
That night, Tang San slept with Xiaowu in his arms. This time, not only did he not evade the awkwardness, but he also kept Xiaowu close in his embrace throughout.
That night, Tang San did not sleep, as his hands were constantly applying force to Xiaowu's back, helping her to circulate her blood.
