The time seemed incredibly long. Luoqing Ci took a deep breath, deciding she would no longer wait.
The system immediately reminded her, "It's not time yet; there are still two quarters of an hour."
Luoqing Ci frowned and typed rapidly, "Have you learned math? Do you know rounding? One hour is two hours. It's rounded to the nearest whole number. So, 1.5 hours rounded to the nearest whole number is 2. Understand?"
Luoqing Ci kept typing and the system was left unable to respond, completely frozen.
Seeing it finally shut up, Luoqing Ci didn't waste any more time and used teleportation to tear through the waterfall.
At this moment, Ruan Li lay with her eyes closed, her face as pale as a worn-out rag.
Luoqing Ci's imposing aura dissipated completely when she saw Ruan Li unconscious.
Her throat tightened, her face grew pale, and she hurriedly carried the wet Ruan Li back to the shore.
After being washed by the waterfall for over an hour, Ruan Li's skin was pale and cold, trembling even in her unconscious state.
She hadn't expected it to be this severe.
No, it wasn't that she hadn't expected it, it was that she... Luoqing Ci turned her face away, suddenly feeling truly despicable.
Her lips pressed tight, her fingers trembling slightly as she pressed down. In an instant, spiritual energy surged through, and Ruan Li's wet clothes and hair instantly dried.
"Ruan Li?" Luoqing Ci gently patted her face, her eyes full of anxiety.
The unconscious person groaned softly and suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. The stark contrast between her pale face and the crimson blood stung Luoqing Ci's eyes.
She quickly channeled spiritual energy into Ruan Li's body and tried to feed her a seventh-grade cultivation pill, but Ruan Li's clenched teeth wouldn't open no matter what.
Luoqing Ci pinched her jaw, feeling a bit panicked, and could only mutter to distract herself.
"Hurry and open your mouth to take the medicine. You'll feel better once you take it. If you don't open your mouth, I can't control those melodramatic thoughts. A good girl like you shouldn't be mistreated; come on, Ah Li, open your mouth." This was the first time in over ten years that she called her Ah Li again.
She looked anxious, carefully holding Ruan Li, her eyes fixed on the unconscious girl, not realizing how absurdly she was mumbling even though Ruan Li was unconscious.
The system, having checked on the female lead, saw she was indeed unconscious and decided to ignore it, preferring not to deal with it.
Luoqing Ci ultimately succeeded in feeding the pill to Ruan Li. Coincidentally, just as she called Ah Li, Ruan Li finally opened her mouth.
Luoqing Ci felt an indescribable mix of emotions and was about to channel spiritual energy to her when Ruan Li, curled up in her arms, kept burrowing into her embrace, mumbling incoherently.
Luoqing Ci listened intently, instantly frozen, and looked down at Ruan Li, who curled up like a helpless child, with tears in her eyes.
She said, "Chi Qing, I'm so cold."
These words struck Luoqing Ci like a heavy blow, causing an unprecedented sense of guilt that was excruciating.
This guilt then spread into a deep pain, surging from the depths of her chest. Luoqing Ci furrowed her brow, her face turning pale, her expression pained, and a hint of fresh blood appeared at the corners of her lips.
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The Art of Subduing Dragons
FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it. Original novel: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5287959 Although Luo Qingci knew that her name sounded like that of a heroine in a historical novel, she never expected...