Capital of Hua Country.
Martial Alliance Training Base.
Lu Nianjiao, while inspecting Xia Chan's injuries, couldn't help but admire her sheer determination. She truly couldn't imagine how Xia Chan had managed to persevere and reach the Capital City after sustaining such severe wounds.
Was it to protect her child?
For a moment, Lu Nianjiao was filled with a profound sense of respect. She might not have known what kind of person Xia Chan was, but she knew one thing for certain: Xia Chan was an absolutely wonderful mother.
Lin Xi Yue stood to the side, holding the infant boy, and asked, "Divine Doctor Sister, how is she?"
Lu Nianjiao released Xia Chan's wrist and gently shook her head. "I've done all I can. For now, we can only say that her life is no longer in danger, but I have no idea when she will wake up."
"Sigh, if only Little Mule were here."
Hearing this, Lin Xi Yue's expression flickered, but she remained silent.
