"Do not rush," he said softly but firmly, pressing something warm into her hands. "You just woke up, your body is empty, and you cannot help anyone like this."
Su Qinglan looked down and realized he had given her food, and before she could even think properly, he was already helping her sit and pushing the food closer to her lips.
"Eat," he said, his voice gentle but unyielding, "Just a little; I will not let you go without strength."
After all, how could he allow his female to be hungry for such a long time? She was already tired because of him and had not eaten anything since yesterday.
And even after waking up, before she could recover, she had to go there. He would never allow her to work on an empty stomach.
On the other hand, Su Qinglan’s mind was panicking, her thoughts filled only with Bai Ling’s pain and the image of her screaming, but she did not resist, trusting Han Jue completely as she took quick bites.
Only then did she realize it was a big dumpling, still warm, soft, and fragrant, and her chest tightened because she remembered how Han Jue always made these for her since she liked them so much.
She ate quickly, barely tasting anything, her ears ringing as she listened for sounds outside, and even as she swallowed, her mind was already running toward the treehouse.
Before she could even finish thinking, Han Jue lifted her gently into his arms, holding her carefully as if she were fragile glass, and carried her outside without causing any discomfort.
She did not even remember how she ended up back in the home, or when she had fallen asleep before, or why her head still felt slightly heavy, because everything was happening too fast.
They moved quickly through the paths, the tribe unusually quiet, and Su Qinglan did not even have time to wash her face or fix her hair, her entire focus fixed on one thing only.
Bai Ling.
When they reached the large treehouse where Bai Ling lived, Han Jue gently placed Su Qinglan down in front of the entrance, but he did not follow her inside.
Instead, he stood outside respectfully, his tall figure calm and steady, guarding the entrance while his female rushed inside without hesitation.
The moment Su Qinglan stepped through the door, a piercing scream filled the air, and her heart dropped so hard it felt like it had fallen into ice water.
Bai Ling’s cries echoed through the room, broken and desperate, each sound cutting deep into Su Qinglan’s chest as she rushed forward.
Inside, Bai Ling was lying on the bed, her face pale and drenched in sweat, her body writhing in pain as another contraction hit her, and her hands clawing helplessly at the cloth beneath her.
Grandma Lin was beside her, calm but serious, her experienced hands moving efficiently as she checked Bai Ling’s condition, while Bai Ling’s fox husband stood nearby, his face tense with worry.
Su Qinglan immediately moved closer, her heart aching as she took Bai Ling’s hand, feeling how cold and trembling it was.
"I am here," Su Qinglan said firmly, leaning close so Bai Ling could hear her clearly. "I am here. You are not alone." 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺



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