At this moment, Cheng Qiyue was hiding in the car, cautiously observing her surroundings. She was stunned when she saw two struggling figures not far away.

She suddenly pushed open the car door, jumped out, and ran towards them.

"Sis, help me support Yang Cheng. I can’t hold on much longer."

Cheng Ruonan bit her red lips. Normally, carrying Yang Cheng wouldn’t be a problem for her, but now she was severely injured, and every step felt like needles piercing her chest.

"What’s wrong with Yang Cheng? Are you both injured?"

Cheng Qiyue was in a panic. She quickly put Yang Cheng’s arm around her neck, and together they managed to get him into the car.

"Xiaochen! Don’t scare me, wake up!"

Ni Qingyao’s eyes were red, swollen from crying.

It was just that Yang Cheng’s current condition was too miserable. He was covered in blood, his face was deathly pale, and if not for his body still being warm, they would have thought he was dead.

Beside him, Yang Xiao was also sobbing quietly, her illness leaving her face devoid of color as she weakly leaned against the seat.

"Mom, Yang Cheng will be fine. We’re taking him to the hospital now."

Yang Rou gently comforted.

At this moment, with both her mother and sister in grief, she had to stay strong.

"Ruonan, you rest first, I’ll drive."

Cheng Qiyue didn’t even have time to catch her breath. She got into the driver’s seat and immediately started the car.

She wasn’t unfamiliar with Zhonghai City, so she quickly arrived at the hospital.

Cheng Qiyue could feel Yang Cheng’s body getting colder, a bad premonition in her heart.

"His wounds obviously have healed, so why is he still unconscious?"

Cheng Ruonan frowned. Ever since they left the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, Yang Cheng had been acting strange.

At first, she thought he was just tired, but the situation was becoming increasingly serious.

"Doctor! Save him quickly!"

"Please, you must do your best to save him! He can’t die!"

The women, their eyes red, watched as Yang Cheng was wheeled into the emergency room.

As the door to the emergency room closed, Yang Xiao suddenly went limp and lost consciousness entirely.

"Xiao Xiao! Her condition has flared up, help her quickly!"

Ni Qingyao panicked immediately. She was just worrying about Yang Cheng’s safety, and the next second her daughter also collapsed.

The scene was chaotic, and they hurried to get Yang Xiao into the emergency room as well.

Both were in a life-and-death state, leaving the people outside trembling with anxiety.

Yang Cheng was completely in a coma, his memories a chaotic whirlwind, often recalling scenes from his childhood, shadowy figures passing before his eyes like a revolving lantern.

It turns out when people are about to die, they truly can reflect on their life, but his life was too short!

"Xiaochen, you possess the Pure Yang Dragon Physique, destined to be a strong person!"

His grandfather’s voice echoed in his ears, leaving Yang Cheng in a daze, unsure if he was still in this world.

"Grandfather, are you here to take me away?"

It’s said that when people die, deceased relatives will come to guide them across the bridge, perhaps his grandfather was here to take him.

He recalled his grandfather handing him the Tome of the Ghost Doctor on his deathbed, as if it were another lifetime ago.

Even though he missed his grandfather dearly, he couldn’t just die like this.

Yang Xiao’s illness wasn’t cured yet, Yang Rou was still in danger, the revenge for Cheng Ruonan and Cheng Qiyue had not been sought. If he died, what would happen to the people around him?

"Find your father, there are answers you seek there..."

His grandfather’s voice gradually faded away into the distance.

Yang Cheng struggled to open his eyes, but it felt like he was trapped in a glass dome, isolated from the outside world.

He realized he wasn’t dead, but didn’t know why he was trapped.

Without finding a way to break free, would he be stuck here forever?

At this moment, the emergency room light went out, and Yang Cheng was the first to be wheeled out.

The doctor removed his mask, frowning, "After our examination, his internal organs are damaged and he has many wounds, but the patient has lost too much blood. We can’t perform surgery temporarily, only conservative treatment."

"First, move him to a ward for a blood transfusion and observation. If the patient regains consciousness, we’ll re-evaluate and decide if surgery is necessary."

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Ruonan immediately said, "He can’t have a blood transfusion; his blood type is too special. Any transfusion would only cause him more harm."

Yang Cheng has the Pure Yang Dragon Physique, not to mention being a cultivator. Losing a lot of blood isn’t a big deal for him. As long as the wounds heal and the True Qi flows through his body, he will quickly regenerate blood.

If he receives someone else’s blood, it will only contaminate his bloodstream and hamper his recovery.

The doctor, seeing her persistence, didn’t insist, only instructed, "Then keep a close watch on the patient’s condition. If vital signs drop, call us immediately."

"Okay."

Cheng Ruonan nodded and followed them back to the ward.

Yang Cheng lay on the bed, his breathing very weak, almost indiscernible without getting close.

"Ruonan, don’t worry, the doctor said he’s not in danger. He might just be too tired and sleeping a bit longer."

Cheng Qiyue patted Cheng Ruonan’s back gently, comforting her.

"You stay here with Yang Cheng, I’ll go check on Yang Xiao."

After saying this, she opened the door and left, giving Cheng Ruonan some space alone with Yang Cheng.

As night gradually settled in, Cheng Ruonan fell asleep leaning against the bedside.

...

The next morning.

Cheng Ruonan opened her sleepy eyes and found herself lying on the bed. She was instantly startled awake and looked to the side, realizing the patient on the bed was gone.

"Yang Cheng!"

She flipped off the bed and ran outside in panic.

Just as she reached the door, a strong arm wrapped around her slender waist, pulling her into a warm embrace.

"Why are you in such a hurry to find me?"

Yang Cheng’s voice, laced with laughter, sounded in her ear as she let out a sigh of relief.

Cheng Ruonan turned around, lightly punching his chest with her fists, scolding, "You scared me to death. You just woke up, why are you running around? I thought you were missing."

"I just went to the bathroom. How can a living person just disappear?"

Knowing she was worried about him, Yang Cheng immediately carried her back to the bed and gently put her down.

"It’s still early; you should sleep a bit more. You have some injuries too, and I’ll treat you later."

Cheng Ruonan shook her head, "I won’t sleep. Now that you’re awake, let’s go check on Yang Xiao together."

"Xiao Xiao? What’s wrong with her?"

Yang Cheng furrowed his brows; after he fell into a deep coma yesterday, he wasn’t aware of anything that happened afterward.

Cheng Ruonan replied, "After you fell unconscious yesterday, Yang Xiao also fainted and was taken for rescue. Although her life is temporarily safe, she hasn’t woken up. Sis went to stay with her last night, and it doesn’t seem to be improving."