"Feng Ling."
Upon hearing the commotion, Shengge ran over from Lotus Pond without any hesitation, breaking down the door and rushing into the room.
"Who allowed you to come in!"
Feng Ling stared at the broken door for a few seconds, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and asked harshly.
"You're coughing up blood?"
Shengge didn't care about his rebuke, rushed to the bedside, and gently caressed his cheek with a heartbroken touch.
"Get out!"
Feng Ling pushed her away, took his clothes and put them on, still feeling intense pain in his chest.
"Your heart meridian is damaged, you need to heal."
Shengge's heart tightened, and she took an Immortal Pill from the Storage Ring. While he was gasping in pain, she very skillfully stuffed the pill into his mouth and then covered it with her hand to prevent him from spitting it out.
Feng Ling's breathing paused for a moment and then he suddenly looked up with a complicated expression in his eyes as he gazed at her.