Shen Ruoxi suddenly felt the burden on her shoulders become incomparably heavy. She nodded solemnly, "I'll do my best."
The old man looked at her with gratitude, his gaze full of eager expectation.
She slowly walked to Chunyu Che, reached out to check his pulse, and her brows involuntarily furrowed slightly.
The injuries he had sustained were extremely severe. At the moment, even Shen Ruoxi wasn't entirely confident she could bring him back.
She carefully examined his wounds bit by bit, with the most serious one on his back.
Not only were there wounds from sharp rocks, but also from vicious wolf bites, the sight of his mangled flesh was simply shocking.
At this moment, the best outcome would be for him to wake up quickly; if he continued to sleep like this, it would undoubtedly be ominous.
Shen Ruoxi began to treat his wounds when she suddenly heard his indistinct murmurs.
"Run, run fast..."
"Don't be afraid, I'm here..."
