The Least Helpful Thing

Lu Fenying slowly opened his eyes. Even though he was too weak to stand up, his gaze was still intimidating. "Don't."

Gu Bailu sighed inwardly. Whatever Lu Fenying was thinking, Qian'er's life was probably safe from him for now, at least until the baby was born.

Gu Bailu was conflicted as she stood there, wondering if she should save Lu Fenying.

She thought that she could kill the man while he was wounded, so that Qian'er would be free of him forever.

However, if she did that, neither she nor Qian'er would be able to escape his territory.

After hesitating for a long while, Gu Bailu took out a pill and gave it to the doctor. "Feed this to him. It'll keep him alive."

As she spoke, she seized the handle of the dagger and drew it out without any warning. Lu Fenying almost jerked upward at the pain as blood gushed out, and he glared at her coldly. Only someone who experienced it for themself would know how painful it was.