Her face was as pale as paper, and a few strands of stray hair clung to her sweat-streaked cheeks. Her eyes were tightly closed, devoid of life.
Moyuan's heart clenched fiercely. Without a moment's hesitation, he reached into his robe and drew out a faintly glowing medicinal pill.
With utmost care, he fed the pill into Duan Siyou's mouth.
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