The Personal Bodyguard of the Female CEO

Chapter 1592 - 1590: Suppressing the Wounds

Wang Dadong’s expression changed, and he quickly came to Qin Xue’s side, grabbing her wrist, sensing nothing but a chaotic aura within her.

He attempted to channel some Inner Strength into her body, but instead of alleviating her condition, it made the already pale Qin Xue look even paler.

"Xiao Xue, are you okay?" Wang Dadong quickly stopped the flow of Inner Strength.

It seemed that Fighting Spirit and Inner Strength were entirely conflicting cultivation techniques, and Wang Dadong’s Inner Strength couldn’t provide any healing for Qin Xue at all.

At this moment, Qin Xue slowly opened her eyes, forcing a smile, "Dadao, I’m fine."

Fine, how could she be fine? Even though Wang Dadong couldn’t channel his Inner Strength into her, just by feeling her pulse, he knew that her condition was quite severe.

There wasn’t a need to say it; it was evident that her injuries had worsened.

Qin Xue’s personality was such that she’d rather endure any pain herself than express it.

She probably hadn’t been okay for some time but was afraid of worrying Wang Dadong, so she held on until now.

"Mu Ming mentioned that the Snow Mountain has a suppressing effect on your injuries. I’ll take you there now, hang in there!" Wang Dadong picked Qin Xue up in his arms.

"Okay." Qin Xue gently nodded, allowing Wang Dadong to carry her.

Then Wang Dadong sprinted towards the Snow Mountain that seemed so close.

Even though the Great Snow Mountain seemed so near, it was like a chasm; Wang Dadong ran for a full hour, yet the majestic mountain still appeared just within reach, as if he could reach it in an instant.

In reality, it was still far away.

Like the saying about distant mountains breaking a horse’s spirit, that was exactly the truth.

Wang Dadong thought the mountain was right there because this snowy peak was incredibly large and tall.

Qin Xue’s body started to heat up, her delicate brows deeply furrowed, seemingly in discomfort, her small hand tightly gripping Wang Dadong’s clothing.

"Xiao Xue, hold on!" Wang Dadong encouraged as he raced forward.

Charging like a raging bull, Wang Dadong continued running.

Although this Snow Mountain was sparsely populated, there were still a few adventurous young people attempting to conquer it, so occasionally a few backpacking climbers could be seen on the path.

When they saw Wang Dadong, each of them was left gaping.

"Damn, is that even human? Carrying someone and running so fast?"

"It’s crazy, running that fast, he might be dead tired before even reaching the Snow Mountain."

"That woman’s so delicate, coming out to climb and still getting carried by her boyfriend!"

As Wang Dadong sped past these climbers, they voiced all kinds of strange remarks.

They thought Wang Dadong was just here to conquer the Snow Mountain, but in reality, he was on a rescue mission.

Wang Dadong ignored them, maintaining a rapid yet steady pace towards the Snow Mountain.

Approximately 100 kilometers per hour.

This kind of speed could be called astonishing.

In fact, he could go faster, but he was afraid that too much jostling would worsen Qin Xue’s condition.

Finally, Wang Dadong reached the foot of the Snow Mountain, feeling a chilling cold even at the base.

Without taking a break, Wang Dadong continued racing upwards with Qin Xue.

In the eyes of the climbers, it was a suicidal move.

Because the higher the altitude, the less oxygen there is, much less so when carrying someone upward; wasn’t he courting death?

The initial part of the Snow Mountain was relatively easy to climb, as it wasn’t too steep.

Yet Qin Xue’s condition worsened, her entire body burning up, her beautiful face flushed and covered in sweat.

After running for about another half hour, snow appeared, and the temperature became even colder.

Wang Dadong showed no sign of stopping, forging ahead.

The higher he went, the deeper the snow got, and all he could see was a vast expanse of white, with the temperatures plunging further.

Although he didn’t have any instruments to measure it, Wang Dadong knew they had reached an altitude of possibly over three thousand meters.

At such heights, an ordinary person would start experiencing altitude sickness.

Wang Dadong spotted a raised flat area, seemingly a rock covered in snow, and quickly began removing Qin Xue’s jacket.

"Damn, buddy, quite enthusiastic, aren’t you? Getting cozy even on this Snow Mountain!" said a panting climber who had just reached this spot, amazed.

But having climbed to this height, the climber was evidently experiencing altitude sickness; with the freezing cold, he planned to retreat.

Otherwise, he might freeze to death here, leaving no time to savor this rare sight.

Ignoring him, Wang Dadong stripped Qin Xue of her jacket and jeans, laying her in the snow and burying her completely with it.

Then, holding onto Qin Xue’s hand, he closely observed the changes in her condition.

"It really works," Wang Dadong exclaimed in relief as he felt Qin Xue’s condition stabilize.

It appeared Mu Ming hadn’t lied; the Snow Mountain indeed had a suppressive effect on Qin Xue’s injuries.

After an hour, Qin Xue woke up, looking much better, while the snow covering her had melted into water, revealing a perfectly flawless jade-like body.

At this moment, Qin Xue was only clad in intimate wear, her jade-like skin flushed red, resembling a sculpture in the snow, enhanced by the mist formed from evaporated snow, creating a stunning sight.

Previously too concerned about Qin Xue’s condition to appreciate anything, Wang Dadong was now captivated by the scene.

Seeing Wang Dadong watching her like that, Qin Xue felt a bit shy.

Yet in her heart, she felt rather pleased, happy to be looked at by Wang Dadong this way.

Moreover, in this freezing Snow Mountain, she didn’t feel too cold, and her internal injuries seemed significantly alleviated.

Such a feeling arose because the heat in Qin Xue’s body had just subsided; after a minute, she started to feel chilly.

However, Wang Dadong was watching her as if admiring a rare spectacle, and she didn’t want to disappoint him.

Not until she finally couldn’t help but sneeze did Wang Dadong snap back to reality, hastily offering her dry clothes.

Taking the clothes, Qin Xue wasn’t bashful, dressing right in front of Wang Dadong.

After putting on her clothes and resting a little longer, the two of them resumed their ascent towards the summit.

Although Wang Dadong had already carried Qin Xue nearly halfway up the distance, the remaining four thousand meters would be the most difficult.

Moreover, estimating that they would soon enter the domain of the Battle God Temple, they needed to be vigilant at all times.