Healing S-Class Beasts Made Me the Empire's Treasure

"What?"

The terror on the faces of the three men running toward her was so genuine and sincere.

’It was as if something terrifying was happening.’

Yu Lan looked down left and right, bewildered.

Droplets of golden tears slid down her beautiful cheeks, landing on the Black Panther and splashing into a hazy, pure Golden Mist.

’What is this?’

Yu Lan reached out a bewildered hand to touch it, clearly not yet understanding what was happening.

At this moment, pure golden tears were falling, one after another, from the beautiful female’s eyes.

Her expression was one of profound compassion.

Utter sorrow was etched upon her beautiful face.

This scene fell upon the eyes of the approaching Huo Zhanting, Su Xingye, and Shen Zueran, shaking them to their very core.

’A goddess weeping, a Heavenly God showing mercy... this must be what it looks like.’

The next second, as the golden tears continued to fall, they seemed to be draining Yu Lan’s life force along with them.

The look of confusion had not yet faded from the beautiful young female’s face when her body, still clutching the Black Panther, suddenly collapsed.

"Lanlan!"

The last thing Yu Lan saw before she fainted was the sight of Huo Zhanting and the others, their faces pale with shock, rushing toward her.

She opened her mouth, wanting to tell them not to worry.

But her consciousness faded faster than she had imagined, and in an instant, she plunged into boundless darkness.

"Lanlan."

"What in the world is going on?"

The moment after Yu Lan fainted, before her soft body could hit the ground, Huo Zhanting had already rushed over like a madman to catch her in his arms.

The man’s strong, hard arms wrapped tightly around Yu Lan, a violent, tyrannical aura surging around him. He looked like a madman on the verge of a frenzy after losing his wife. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

’It was one thing for his wife to cry over a love rival.’

’But if she cried herself to death, that was another matter entirely.’

In a fit of rage, Huo Zhanting’s eyes turned red as he stared at the Black Panther, Li Yucheng, who lay on the ground, life and death unknown. Power gathered in his palm, and a brutal, cruel light flashed in his eyes.

He was about to literally annihilate Li Yucheng, turning him to dust.

"Don’t, Marshal Huo, please don’t."

The second before Huo Zhanting was about to strike, Mrs. Li lunged forward from behind him, shielding the Black Panther.

She, too, had been terrified by the sight of Yu Lan weeping golden tears and suddenly collapsing.

But unlike Huo Zhanting and the other two, who had lost all reason upon seeing Yu Lan faint and looked ready to drag the whole world down with them, she still retained a shred of sanity.

Seeing not a hint of hesitation on Huo Zhanting’s face, while Su Xingye and Shen Zueran stood by in apparent approval, showing no signs of stopping him, Mrs. Li knew she couldn’t delay.

Rushing to speak before he could act, she blurted out:

"I know! I know what’s happening to Miss Yu."

"What do you mean?"

Just as she expected, upon hearing her words, a flicker of movement crossed Huo Zhanting’s golden eyes, which had been filled with violent, cold indifference.

He hastily grabbed Mrs. Li and pulled her in front of him, looming over her as he demanded arrogantly:

"What do you mean? Explain yourself."

’So much for respecting Mrs. Li.’

Huo Zhanting couldn’t be bothered with any of that right now.

His entire heart and soul were focused on the unconscious Yu Lan.

If anything happened to Yu Lan because of Li Yucheng, he wouldn’t hesitate to tear the Li Family apart.

Given the urgency, Mrs. Li didn’t care about Huo Zhanting’s rudeness either. The thought of a certain theory she had in mind made her heart pound with fear.

Still, she spoke:

"I once heard a secret legend that a High-Level female possesses the power to bring a male back from the dead."

"But right now, the highest Level female in the Empire is only SS-level, and Queen Belina clearly does not possess such an ability."

"I had always dismissed this legend as a fantastical imagining of our ancestors and never gave it much thought."

"Until just now."

That scene Mrs. Li had just witnessed with her own eyes...

Other than the explanation that Yu Lan was a High-Level female, Mrs. Li could find no other reason.

’If that’s the case, doesn’t that mean Li Yucheng can be saved? The golden teardrops were absorbed so quickly when they fell on the Black Panther. Perhaps Li Yucheng will awaken soon.’

A surge of excitement coursed through Mrs. Li at this thought.

Now, as she met Huo Zhanting’s icy golden eyes, which looked ready to slaughter the world, she couldn’t help but let a trace of joy slip into her voice.

"If that’s really the case, then Miss Yu Lan has only fainted from exhaustion after suddenly using too much of her power."

"As long as she gets some proper rest, her body will recover quickly, and she’ll wake up."

"If you don’t believe me, the Li Family’s physician is right outside. We can have him come in to examine Miss Yu Lan right now."

The scene just now had been too shocking. Even in the depths of their worry, Su Xingye and Shen Zueran had subconsciously turned and dismissed all the attendants and guards from the room.

Aside from Li Yufei, Mrs. Li, and the three of them, no one else had witnessed what just happened.

As Mrs. Li finished speaking, the Thunderstorm Power gathered in Huo Zhanting’s palm did not dissipate. It remained coiled threateningly in his hand, but the expression on his face had softened considerably. His tall frame still hovered protectively over Yu Lan, holding her tight.

’He wanted desperately to shield her from all the storms of life.’

Shen Zueran was the first to act. He turned, rushed out the door, and dragged the doctor inside.

Su Xingye stood by Huo Zhanting’s side, laser sword in hand, remaining on high alert to guard them.

At that moment, if anyone present made a single suspicious move, they would be met with Su Xingye’s merciless attack.

"Examine her."

Shen Zueran strode in from outside, gripping the doctor, his entire being radiating an icy chill.

The tall, long-legged man with a formidable air was hauling the doctor along like a helpless chick. The moment the doctor entered the room, he felt the tense, oppressive atmosphere and his heart immediately leaped into his throat.

’Damn it.’

’What the hell happened?’

’If I can’t cure her, are they going to make me die with her?’

’I knew I shouldn’t have chosen to become a doctor.’

The doctor, trembling with a nervous expression, approached Yu Lan.

He swept his instrument over Yu Lan’s body.

The look on his face shifted from initial tension—’I’m finished, if I can’t save her, I’m a dead man’—to one of complete and utter bewilderment.

He couldn’t even stop himself from letting out a soft cry of surprise. "Huh? How can this be?"

He quickly scanned Yu Lan’s body with the instrument again.

His expression grew even more conflicted.

For the three men, who were worried to death over Yu Lan, watching the doctor’s reaction was agonizing. It was as if he were toying with their hearts—tossing them up, squeezing them tight, then crumpling them up and discarding them like trash.

"What is it? Speak!"

Huo Zhanting couldn’t take it anymore. A wave of tyrannical energy washed over the doctor.

His golden eyes stared at him, unblinking.

But the doctor, surprisingly, felt a sense of relief and even felt like sighing at the absurdity of it all.

He threw up his hands and replied with a hint of exasperation:

"Marshal Huo, there’s nothing wrong with Miss Yu."

"According to the examination results, she’s just exhausted and fell asleep. All she needs is a good rest."

’Was it really necessary to look like a widower who’d just lost his wife?’