Song Qingshu hurried over to check on her. "Qingtong, what's wrong?"
Unfortunately, Huo Qingtong did not respond. She only kept shivering uncontrollably.
Song Qingshu hastily gathered some firewood and built up the fire, but the icy wind still howled through the cave entrance. He could even see goose-feather snowflakes drifting slowly down outside.
"Damn it!" Song Qingshu cursed under his breath. The weather in the Western Regions was truly bizarre. The blazing sun could make the days scorching hot, yet nighttime temperatures plummeted sharply.
When he returned to Huo Qingtong's side, Song Qingshu found that she had not improved at all and could not help worrying. Was she shivering from the cold weather, or had her wound become infected?
He could not let her go on freezing like this. Song Qingshu quickly sat beside her and slowly sent his inner energy into her body.
Feeling the warmth of his inner energy, Huo Qingtong's tightly furrowed brow finally relaxed a little. Unconsciously seeking warmth, she rolled over and curled directly into his arms.
Song Qingshu could not help laughing. If he had not known that she was truly unconscious, he might have taken her for a seductive female demon lusting after his body.
He placed one hand against her back and the other against her lower abdomen, channeling inner energy into her through both hands. Soon, Huo Qingtong's trembling gradually lessened, and her expression slowly became peaceful and serene.
After an unknown amount of time, Huo Qingtong slowly woke up. Discovering that she was lying in his arms, she gave a start.
"Don't go hitting me again. You were the one who crawled into my arms just now," Song Qingshu hurriedly said.
Feeling the warm inner energy coming from her back and lower abdomen, Huo Qingtong vaguely recalled what had happened