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Gu Zhuohua clumsily yet skillfully got out of bed, her eyes falling on the man's face, which had a slight yellow tint, and his breathing was noticeably faster.

She gently traced Rong Qin's arm down to his wrist, carefully checking his pulse. Her delicate eyebrows knitted together as she softly asked, "Did you use your energy to save me?"

To be precise, it was for her child