He Qiong of the Min Lands, Her Medical Skills Outstanding

He Qiong of the Min Lands, Her Medical Skills Outstanding. As Han Kang and the others moved forward, Qing Nü directly raised Rich Flower to his throat, her voice slightly cold.

"Kneel. Don't move."

He dared not move again and could only kneel properly, staring at Qing Nü.

"Fairy..."

"My... my mother..."

Qing Nü gave him a cold glance, then turned away.

To be fair, Qing Nü could not say whether Han Kang's choice had been right or wrong. From a practical standpoint, there was nothing wrong with choosing to save the child.

It was just that...

Qing Nü did not like it.

She turned to Old Woman Han and slowly told her what had just happened.

"I know that if you had been the one to choose, you certainly would have saved your grandson as well. But as far as I am concerned, I cannot accept such a thing."

"So, I will not save him."

"Of course! I will not save you either. Life and death have their appointed time. I came too late."

At this point, Qing Nü sighed again.

"I'm sorry."

"You may blame me or resent me."

"Letting you leave this world clear-minded is the last thing I can do for you, Madam Han."

After saying this, Qing Nü turned and walked outside.

She went around Han Kang.

Only after Qing Nü left did Han Kang and the others rush to the bedside. Seeing Old Woman Han staring wide-eyed and unable to speak, they immediately burst into tears. Sobs rose and fell throughout the room, lingering without end, while tears slid from the corners of Old Woman Han's eyes.

"Mother—!!"

"Sob—!!"

Qing Nü stood in the courtyard outside.

She looked up at the sky.

"Han Xizai, would you resent me too, for refusing to save your