Under Wang Jiangding's arrangement, Ning Fan took Xu Ruolan into the car, intending to rush back to Zhonghai as fast as possible. However, along the way, Ning Fan discovered that Xu Ruolan's physical condition was somewhat abnormal.
Noticing this, Ning Fan did not dare to take it lightly; he quickly grasped Xu Ruolan's wrist and immediately realized her pulse had become abnormally weak.
Ning Fan cursed and quickly pulled out the Silver Needle, swiftly blocking her vital points, temporarily saving her life.
They were still on the way back, and although Ning Fan urgently wanted to treat Xu Ruolan, all he could do at the moment was to block her vital points to preserve her life.
"Go faster, get back to Zhonghai as soon as possible!" Ning Fan held Xu Ruolan and shouted to the driver.
Now was a moment of urgency; Ning Fan did not want anything to happen to Xu Ruolan.
"Understood, Ninth Master!" The driver dared not delay, nodded, and pressed the accelerator hard.
After arriving in Zhonghai, the driver took Ning Fan straight home.
At the doorstep, Ning Fan swiftly carried Xu Ruolan down, then took her back to his room.
Xu Ruolan's body was still dripping wet, icy cold to the touch, not feeling any warmth at all.
At this moment, Ning Fan could not care about anything else. He directly stripped Xu Ruolan of her clothes.
Xu Ruolan's body was beautiful, but Ning Fan had no such thoughts at this time. After spending some time drying her off, he found her nightgown and put it on her.
After doing all this, Ning Fan sighed a breath of relief, but he could not afford to rest because Xu Ruolan's condition did not allow him to waste a single moment.
"Damn it, how could it be so serious?!" Ning Fan looked at Xu Ruolan with a grim face, her breath growing weaker, her body not retaining any warmth.
Ning Fan had thought Xu Ruolan was just severely waterlogged, but after a closer inspection, he found that she was now in a life-threatening situation, extremely dangerous.
Ning Fan looked at Xu Ruolan in surprise. Her face was deathly pale, showing no signs of life, but the breath from her nose was growing fainter and fainter.
Ning Fan clenched his teeth, his mind whirling rapidly. He suddenly remembered something, "Pure Yin Body!"
He finally remembered Xu Ruolan's constitution—the Pure Yin Body!
No wonder Xu Ruolan's body was so weak. It was indeed due to her Pure Yin Body constitution.
Xu Ruolan was not just suffering from drowning; the cold qi had invaded her body. Coupled with her Pure Yin Body constitution, her already fragile body couldn't withstand the cold. Now the cold qi was probably about to penetrate deep into her bone marrow, and at that point, Xu Ruolan would become a frozen person!
"I've miscalculated!" This moment Ning Fan really wanted to slap himself. He had forgotten Xu Ruolan's constitution of Pure Yin Body!
If it were just a common case of drowning, it would not have resulted in this situation after being treated by Ning Fan. It was precisely because of the Pure Yin Body combined with the cold qi in the sea that Xu Ruolan's condition could be described as having been ravaged.
Ning Fan clenched his teeth, his face turning pale, a blue light emerging in his eyes, sweat breaking out on his forehead once again.
In his vision, a cold and chill qi was continuously spreading inside Xu Ruolan's body, especially around her heart. The cold qi was almost about to break through and invade the position of her heart.
Xu Ruolan's face turned paler and paler, and at this point, she was even on the verge of death.
Ning Fan took a deep breath, now feeling a bit anxious.
"Calm down, calm down, there's a way!" Ning Fan closed his eyes, muttering to himself, and finally calmed down again.
He exhaled a breath of turbid air and reopened his eyes, a serious worry flashing in their depths.
"Pure Yin Body, Pure Yin Body..."
Like he was possessed, Ning Fan kept muttering the words "Pure Yin Body" to himself.
"Pure Yin Body, that's right!"
Ning Fan realized the crucial point: if there existed the Pure Yin Body in the world, naturally, there must also be the Pure Yang Body—and he happened to be the one possessing it.
Xu Ruolan's body was being ravaged by the frigid cold. To suppress this chilling force, an ample amount of Yang energy was necessary to eradicate it.
The very component missing in Xu Ruolan's body now was the Yang energy capable of suppressing the cold within her. Since ancient times, Yin and Yang were both essential, and an excess of either bode no good. They needed to complement each other.
Take him, for example; he couldn't lose his virginity before turning thirty, so he was initially thrilled to find out that Xu Ruolan possessed the Pure Yin Body.
Realizing he had a Pure Yang Body, Ning Fan's tension eased somewhat.
Now that he had a way to save Xu Ruolan, Ning Fan didn't hesitate. He immediately ran downstairs to find a knife, then hurried back upstairs.
Positioning the blade against his wrist, Ning Fan made a shallow cut, drawing a small incision on his left wrist.
"I hope this method works!" Ning Fan's gaze toward Xu Ruolan grew more determined as bright red blood oozed from the wound on his wrist. He placed his wrist against her pale lips.
"Mmm..." Xu Ruolan finally reacted, her long eyelashes trembling slightly as her pallid lips began to move.
Blood slowly flowed along Xu Ruolan's lips into her mouth, and she instinctively started to suck on Ning Fan's wrist, swallowing the Pure Yang Blood into her body.
Seeing Xu Ruolan respond, Ning Fan's face brightened with joy. His Pure Yang Blood was extremely precious, far from being ordinary human blood—it had the power to dispel cold and protect the body.
The greatest nemesis to the cold energy within Xu Ruolan was Ning Fan's Pure Yang Blood. As she swallowed, the blood entered her body, and her complexion gradually regained color, slowly turning ruddy.
Noticing Xu Ruolan's condition was steadily improving and her breath was stabilizing, Ning Fan let out a sigh of relief.
"Just a little more..." Ning Fan watched Xu Ruolan, overjoyed, as blood continued to flow out along her lips.
Over the span of several minutes, Ning Fan kept transfusing blood to Xu Ruolan, and her frail body was almost completely recovered.
Yet now, while Xu Ruolan's complexion had regained its color, Ning Fan's own face had turned starkly pale, contrasting sharply with hers.
The longer the blood transfusion went on, the weaker Ning Fan's body became. He had been injured to begin with and had not received treatment in time after returning because of Xu Ruolan's condition. Now, he was feeding his precious Pure Yang Blood to Xu Ruolan, further straining his already burdened body.
Moreover, Pure Yang Blood was invaluable but extremely difficult to replenish, so it was no wonder Ning Fan looked so pallid.
But Ning Fan felt no regret. If it meant that Xu Ruolan's health could be restored, this loss meant nothing to him.