Hearing no movement outside, Xia Liu hurried out after handling the medicine vat.
He saw Huang Xue leaning back on the couch, a sight that should have been captivating, yet Xia Liu observed without emotion.
Fortunately, he noticed that she hadn't closed her eyes but was instead biting down hard on her teeth, her lips even faintly bleeding.
This showed how fiercely the fairy was enduring, clearly reflecting the pain the illness was causing her.
Sometimes, emotional wounds are far greater than physical pain; at this moment, Huang Xue's body had numbed, unable to feel any pain.
Upon noticing Xia Liu had come out, she weakly sat up and forced a faint smile.
The sunlight sprawled over her, her smile enchanting. Xia Liu was stunned. The terms beautiful and charming no longer suited her, only 'fairy' did!
Time silently ticked away, and as Huang Xue's pain almost vanished, Xia Liu, checking the time, asked her to sit properly, then he began to move his hands.
