"I don't want you to save me, let me go!" Yan Xuehen panicked and struggled hastily, but her limbs were weak, and her struggles were more like playful banter between lovers.

Zuan hurriedly said, "Don't get agitated, be careful the poison might affect your heart."

"It would be better if the poison attacked my heart!" Yan Xuehen just wanted to die right now, otherwise, if Zu An saved her with that method, she would have no face to live on.

Zuan: "..."

At this moment, Yu Yanluo asked with a strange expression, "Grandpa, can you... can you still hold on?"

Having spent so much time together, she was genuinely worried about his health.

She always felt that something was off about the whole thing, that her man was going to be shared with other women.

But she found that she had no reason to stop it, after all, it was to save people, and Yan Xuehen had just been seriously injured while saving Zu An.

“No problem.” Zuan was a little puzzled as to why she would ask that.

Hearing their conversation, Yan Xuehen wished she could disappear into the ground.

Yun Jianyue patted his shoulder: "You're lucky, kid. You'd better serve our Yan University beauty well."

Normally, she should be watching the show with a detached, spectator's mindset, but for some reason, she found herself not as happy as she had imagined.

Yan Xuehen's face turned bright red, and she felt like her head was about to burst into flames. Unfortunately, her blood was surging, and her vision was blurred. She couldn't even utter a word to refuse.

A chill ran through her heart. Was she truly doomed to this fate?

At this moment, Yun Jianyue said rather unhappily, "Ice Stone Girl, do you need to make that face? Didn't you just say you were willing?"

This woman has this air of getting the better deal but acting innocent.

Yan Xuehen was filled with bitterness. She had just thought she was going to die anyway, and that she had saved Zu An before she died, so that the man who had saved her and the world would not die silently.

But the problem now is that Zuan knows a wicked technique that can heal her afterward.

The reason for this is that I will die soon, and that will end it all.

But now, the thought of having to face a barrage of worldly opinions afterward sends chills down her spine.

At this moment, Zuan's strange voice rang out: "Have you misunderstood something? What I said about saving people doesn't require physical contact."