If it were an ordinary illness, or even a shattered dantian, Qin Chuan would have had means to heal it.
When he examined himself, he didn't find any problem at all, not even the Kunlun Divine Poison that had plagued him for years; it had been thoroughly suppressed, and his physical condition was even better than before.
Everything seemed normal, yet his senses were continuously fading away; he couldn't stop it and could only experience the despair of slowly losing them.
"Sister Song, how is Qin Chuan doing? Has he woken up?"
Inside Song Family Manor, Tang Yue'er, who hadn't slept all night and had been hiding not far away, watching Qin Chuan's mansion gate, hurriedly approached Song Yan, who had just walked out from the mansion, and asked with a face full of hope.
Seeing Tang Yue'er, Song Yan seemed to see a savior, urging emotionally, "Quick, quick, go find Qin Chuan now, and let him absorb your Celestial Yin Energy."
"Sister Song, what exactly is wrong with him?"
