Because the other party is currently in the form of a beast, it's impossible to check his current facial expression and physical condition.
An Yao is also not sure if this immunity spray is effective or not. However, since he spit out that large amount of black blood earlier and fell into a coma, he hasn't vomited blood again.
An Yao crouched beside him, reaching out to touch the massive body of the eagle-beast. It seemed... to be a bit warmer than before, clearly a living body and not as cold as it was earlier. His breathing was also not as weak and chaotic as it was when he first fell unconscious; it had become more deep and steady. This should be a sign of improvement, right?
As the day gradually darkened, the temperature in the dimly lit forest dropped suddenly.
An Yao crouched on a nearby rock, unable to resist rubbing her arms as she faintly heard the sounds of beasts roaring all around her. It seemed like they were getting closer, preparing to strike.