And the most serious injury on her was the arrow piercing her chest.
The feathered arrow didn't pierce the heart, but it must have damaged other organs.
The people around her dared not pull out the arrow, and could only watch helplessly as she coughed up blood in large mouthfuls.
In the steaming blood, there were some unknown fragments mixed in.
He Tiantian, relying on her profound medical skill, didn't even need to check the pulse. Just by looking, she knew the woman couldn't make it.
She was hanging on by sheer willpower.
The fundamental reason she hadn't taken her last breath was entirely because of her prominently swollen belly.
Eight or nine months along, yet not due.
If the woman died, the child in her belly would also perish.
As a mother, she couldn't bear to let the child in her belly die with her.
Just as He Tiantian was contemplating quietly, the woman had already entered a critical state, her consciousness beginning to blur, her breath turning weak.
