816: C816 A Weak Breath

C816 A Weak Breath

The wound on her chest hadn't even stopped bleeding. The large piece of clothes that was dyed red also told Chen Feng that Qing Zhi should be a dead man. Because the place where he was stabbed was the heart, a place where he would die.

However, the weak Qi, the beating of her heart that had been struggling and beating again, was telling Chen Feng that she wasn't dead yet.

Suspicion filled his heart. He stretched out his hand and touched Qing Zhi's neck. The blood vessels there once again proved that Qing Zhi was still alive.

Although Chen Feng was shocked in his heart, what he needed to do the most right now was to save his life.

The wound was still bleeding, and Qing Zhi's aura was also very weak. The soaked green clothes had been solidified by the blood, and were now stuck together with the wound.

Chen Feng took a look at the wound. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he still ripped open the clothes on the wound, revealing the white skin and the terrifying wound. The wound was right in the heart, and it wasn't the slightest bit different.

However, the feeling of her heart beating was telling him that she was still alive.

The sexiness in the blood, the contrast between red and white, the softness and horror intertwined together.

Chen Feng ripped open his shirt and tore it into strips of cloth. Then, he pressed it on the wound, hoping to stop the blood from flowing out.

However, soon, the originally gray cloth was soaked in the blood and turned into a pitch black color. The blood was about to flow down the piece of cloth again.

Chen Feng felt helpless. He pressed both of his hands on the wound, hoping to stop it through external force.

After working for a long time, perhaps it was because of the strength of his physique, or perhaps it was because of Chen Feng's timely rescue, the blood on the wound finally showed signs of stopping.

Chen Feng sat down on the ground, exhausted. He looked at the scene, but he couldn't think of anything.

After what happened, he didn't know how he brought Qingzi and the girl back to her room, nor did he know that he was guarding such a possibility. It could happen at any time! What was the meaning of dying?

However, he still waited by the bedside of Qing Qi.

When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room, Chen Feng slowly opened his eyes. On the bed was Qing Qi, and the little girl was sleeping on a mat not far away.

However, looking at him, he still didn't show any signs of waking up.

He stood up and looked at Qing Zhi's wound. The blood had completely stopped. His breathing and heartbeat were still there, but his breath was still weak.

Chen Feng found a muslin belt and herbs to heal the wound in the cottage. He changed them for Qing Zhi, and after thinking for a while, he fed her another antibiotics.

He was not a professional doctor, so this was all he could do.

After finishing everything, Chen Feng walked out of the house.

There was a stream of spring water flowing down beside the house. The morning air was especially fresh. The spring water gurgled, and the sunlight shone on Chen Feng's face through a tree at the door.

He was drunk for a few minutes, but he saw movement not far away.

Maybe it was a wild beast, he thought, but soon he saw someone.

He looked like a Daoist, with his hair tied up in a bun and a sword on his back. The first thing Chen Feng thought of was Qing Qiu.

Indeed, when the person approached, Chen Feng saw his face and confirmed that it was Qing Qiu.

Qing Qiu saw Chen Feng and was slightly surprised. He bowed to Chen Feng and asked.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you here? Where is the owner of this place?"

Chen Feng didn't expect Qing Qiu to know Qing Zhi, but because of what happened last time, he didn't have a good impression of Qing Qiu, so he didn't want to talk to him. He just looked at him.

Qing Qiu didn't seem to mind. He smiled at Chen Feng and walked into the house.

Chen Feng immediately followed.

It was the same in the room. The unconscious Qing Zhi was still unconscious, and the girl was still sleeping.

The faint smell of blood in the room told Qing Qiu what had happened. He turned around and asked Chen Feng.

"Is she hurt?"

"You can save her?"

Chen Feng asked back.

"I don't know. I have to see it before I can say for sure. "

When he came to Qing Zhi's side and untied the bandage that Chen Feng had just wrapped around, he said.

"There might still be some hope. However, these herbs are too crude, so they won't have any effect on her recovery. "

These were all given to Qing Zhi by Chen Feng because of his limited knowledge. He did not feel that Qing Qiu's words were an insult to him.

After saying that, Qing Qiu started searching the room. There were many medicines that Qing Zhi had collected in the medicine cabinet, but after searching for a while, it seemed like Qing Qiu didn't find anything he wanted.

"There's no Tongue Grass here!"

"Then what should we do?" Chen Feng asked.

"There is one in the mountains. You can go and find it with me. "

Chen Feng looked at Qing Zhi and the girl and asked worriedly.

"Can't you go alone? If they have any problems, I can take care of them. "

Qing Qiu calmly explained.

"Right now, her situation is on the verge of death, the more time, the more hope she has to be saved. I can go myself, but in terms of efficiency, it's definitely not as good as two people. "

After listening to this, Chen Feng didn't feel that there was any problem. Now that both of them were unconscious, leaving temporarily wouldn't have any effect on them. He nodded his head as he thought about it.

"Alright, I'll go with you. "

The two of them carried the medicine basket on their backs, and as they walked, Qing Qiu introduced the habits and appearance of the Dragontongue Grass to Chen Feng.

"If you see it, you can easily recognize it. " Qing Qiu said.

Chen Feng followed behind him. He had already memorized the tongue grass, but looking at Qing Qiu in front of him, he thought about it and asked.

"Who exactly is that woman? What does it have to do with you?"

"Don't you know her?"

Qing Qiu asked curiously.

"I don't know her, I just happened to meet her. " Chen Feng answered.

"Then you better not know too much. She doesn't want anyone to know about her situation. If she finds out about what I told you, she will definitely cause trouble for me. "

Chen Feng asked about loneliness, then shut his mouth and followed Qing Qiu.

The place where the tequila landed was upstream of the stream. It was a dark place, and although it was easy to recognize, the two of them still searched for a long time before finally finding some.

They each picked a lot of it.0

Qing Qiu looked at the medicine basket's tequila and some other herbs and stopped Chen Feng.

"This should be enough. Go back and apply it on her first. You can come back later, since we've already found a place. "

Chen Feng naturally did not mind and rushed back with Qing Qiu.

He thought that it would be the same silence as when he came, but after walking for a while, Qing Qiu said.

"I seem to have told you before, the existence of Grandmasters in this world is determined by the heavens. The number of three or four is the greatest. If you want to improve one more person, you need to lose one of the original twelve people. This is the bearing of the Heavenly Dao. "

Chen Feng roughly guessed what he meant after hearing his words.

According to what he meant, Qing Zhi was one of the twelve people, and Qing Qiu and him were the ones who wanted to reach the Grandmaster Realm again.

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