The sedan curtains gradually lowered, and the luxurious carriage and its magnificent horses galloped away.

Su Yu supported Yu Qianqian's body on her lap with one hand, and gently brushed aside her messy hair with the other. Her slender fingers caressed her cheek, slowly wiping away the layer of cold sweat.

He stared intently at Yu Qianqian, who looked extremely haggard, his head lowering further and lower, his warm breath falling on her face. His brows were furrowed, and his handsome face was full of tenderness: "Qianqian... why is her head so hot?"

Just then, while the other two people in the carriage were focused on Yu Qianqian's condition in a daze, they saw the man holding Yu Qianqian quickly turn his gaze to them, and immediately glare at them with hatred. A bloodthirsty and fierce light flashed in his dark eyes, showing an extremely rare ferocity and violence.

Before Su Yu could utter a word, she cast a hateful glance at him, a single look enough to send chills down one's spine.

The doctor, caught in the face of his menacing gaze, instinctively shrank his head back under his neck.

Seeing the unusual atmosphere worsen, Leng Yuexi thought she had never seen this man so fierce since they met. She, who always prided herself on being fearless, was now unconsciously flustered.

“Young Master Su, you don’t need to worry too much. Your friend has just caught a cold. With a few more days of careful treatment, he should be fine.” Leng Yuexi looked flustered and glanced at Yu Qianqian, who was lying unconscious on her lap. She explained to him carefully, speaking very quickly, afraid that if she was too slow, she would provoke Su Yu’s wrath.

Su Yu, however, seemed not to have heard anything at all. He didn't even glance at Leng Yuexi and the doctor. Before he could finish speaking, he had already turned his gaze to the woman who was almost on her deathbed.

The night was deep and long, and the road ahead was long. The carriage sped along the rugged mountain road. Suddenly, the horse leaped and flew over the pothole ahead like the wind. A neighing sound pierced the night sky and immediately caused the carriage to shake violently.

Outside the carriage, the horses were neighing and the carriage was shaking violently. The people inside were thrown up and down by the sudden jolt. The carriage shook violently, and people screamed in alarm!

Su Yu used his toes to steady himself first, then quietly raised his hands and held Yu Qianqian's body tightly, pressing her against his broad and hot chest. Even as the carriage swayed wildly on the bumpy ground, he and she remained inseparable.

In an instant, their hearts pounded wildly.

Su Yu's face suddenly flushed red, feeling more nervous and helpless than ever before. Even after the road ahead became smooth and the carriage stabilized, his hands remained tightly pressed against Yu Qianqian's vest and her beautiful legs. His eyes were lowered, and he gazed at the person in his arms with a deep and complex affection, his gaze lingering on her with a strange light.

The ambiguous posture and the tender gaze were so intense that they seemed to merge the two into one, leaving the doctor and Leng Yuexi speechless. They both felt that this man was making a mountain out of a molehill.

They were just jostled around a bit, why make such a life-or-death scene? If Yu Qianqian hadn't been unconscious from her illness, anyone who didn't know better would have thought they were deliberately being affectionate in public to make room for each other.