Nan Yu took out the Silver Needle and pierced the acupoint to stop the bleeding for Duan Zhu first.
Duan Zhu was covered in blood, her face getting paler, and with her listless eyes, she strained to look at Nan Yu. She reached out shakily, trying to touch her.
"Nan, Nan Yu, mom is sorry, I only found you now," she said.
Nan Yu grabbed her hand, her eyes slightly red, and said hoarsely, "It's not your fault."
Duan Zhu felt her consciousness fading by degrees. She tried to keep her eyes open, determined to imprint Nan Yu in her heart and etch her into her soul.
Her face was drained of color, tears glistening at the corner of her eyes as she forced a gentle smile. "Xiao Yu, mom is content to see you one last time before death. Now I can die in peace."
Nan Yu saw her dilated pupils and gripped her hand tightly, shouting, "Mom, please don't fall asleep. I can save you, just hold on a little longer!"
