Clothes Taken Off

Gu Qingluan's expression turned serious.

With a pulse like that, she wouldn't dare to give him the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill, fearing it might cause him to die instantly.

She took out the Primordial Gold Needle and inserted it into his chest.

Arcane power flowed through the needle into the acupoints.

Heaven Star squatted beside her, wide-eyed with curiosity.

After about a quarter of an hour, Gu Qingluan withdrew the needle, sweat forming on her forehead.

In just this short time, she had expended more energy than when she had saved Zhou Qingyu.

She checked his pulse again, her expression changing. "How could this be?"

"Master, what's wrong?"

"His pulse is even more chaotic now," Gu Qingluan said in a deep voice.

"Oh, Mistress, are your exceptional medical skills not enough to save him?"

Gu Qingluan raised an eyebrow. "That's not necessarily true!"