Huangfu Yue Ming gently gazed down at the woman in his arms and asked softly, "Mi Yao, do you feel better now?"
Mi Yao nodded, then turned to Fan Nuo to express her thanks, "Young Master Fan Nuo, thank you."
Fan Nuo shook his head gently, his expression grave.
Even though he didn't speak, Huangfu Yue Ming and Mi Yao knew the situation was grim; his poisoning had been active for two days now, and with her pregnant, continuously supplying him with blood was certainly not sustainable.
"Husband, I'm hungry; I want to eat. Let's go home," Mi Yao said softly and sweetly, looking at Huangfu Yue Ming.
Huangfu Yue Ming nodded, "Okay."
He carried Mi Yao away.
Mi Yao glanced over the man's handsome shoulders at Fan Nuo and then curved her lips into a smile; she was truly grateful to Fan Nuo. She couldn't even imagine what would have become of her and Huangfu Yue Ming without him.
Fan Nuo saw the sincere gratitude and thanks in her eyes and returned a gentle smile.
