Zheng Yi's face was calm, yet his brows were slightly furrowed, as his young daughter continued to endure pain that shouldn't be hers at this age.
A special emotion surged within his heart.
Throughout the process, Zheng Yi was extremely cautious, but the little infant seemed to still feel some discomfort, her tender face faintly frowning.
Zheng Yi remained silent, but his movements became even more cautious.
It took a whole half day to expel all the cold from the infant's body, restoring the blocked meridians that had been frozen in the eternal cold.
Watching the infant's body gradually warm and her fair and serene face recover its calmness, Zheng Yi felt a slight relief, and the oppressive atmosphere around seemed to lighten.
Even the surrounding Spiritual Power seemed to be bouncing with joy.
Afterwards, Zheng Yi did not leave but carefully integrated golden light into the infant's body.
