Gu Beicheng tried to comfort his parents, "Let's wait for Xiaoning to consult her mentor and see if there are any special ways to prevent our fates from being altered. Xiaoning's mentor is highly skilled, there should be a way out."
"…"
The three of them waited outside the room for more than an hour before An Xiaoning finally opened the door.
The rosy flush on An Xiaoning's face was no longer present. She appeared pale and sickly, as if she'd been struck with a sudden illness. Noticing that she could not stand steadily on her feet, Gu Beicheng hurriedly supported her and asked, "Are you alright?"
"Yes, everything is fine now. She just hasn't come to yet, don't disturb her," An Xiaoning said feebly with a look of extreme fatigue and weariness.
Mrs. Gu helped her back into her room right away, laid her down in bed, and tucked her beneath the blanket. "Xiaoning, get a good rest," said Mrs. Gu, holding her hand while sitting on the bed.
