Wu Xia quickly retracted his Spiritual Power, allowing the woman to fall into a coma.
The woman's eyes rolled back, filled with resentment, and she reluctantly closed them.
"Tingting!"
Liu Fusheng rushed forward, anxiously looking at his daughter.
Wu Xia heaved a sigh of relief, thankful that Liu Fusheng had been behind him, otherwise, he feared Liu might suspect him of molesting his daughter.
He swiftly adjusted his trousers and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, speaking in a deep voice, "She's fine now, just take her to the hospital later and clear the remaining soil from her body and stitch up the wounds!"
"Before you get to the hospital, you must make sure that the bamboo stick on her neck does not fall out."
Seeing his daughter's color return and her breathing stabilize, Liu Fusheng was on the verge of tears, "Thank you, thank you, young man, tell me how much you want, I'll give it to you."
