Just like last time, after casting several emergency healing spells, she once again struggled to carry the wounded man.
“Every time we meet, you’re always on the brink of death. And every time, it’s because you got ambushed. Do you have to be this stupid?”
“Feng Guang…” Fang Yue’s weak, almost inaudible voice reached her ears. “I’m… sorry…”
“Shut up! If you’re seriously injured, just stay quiet and rest! You better hold on, you hear me? Bringing you here was already troublesome enough—I don’t want to have to dig a hole and bury you too.”
He had the energy to chuckle softly. “Alright… I won’t die…”
Feng Guang felt awkward for a moment. She quickly looked around and finally spotted a clinic. Without hesitation, she lifted her foot and kicked the closed door open.
The doctor inside, thinking a robber had broken in, didn’t even have time to put on proper clothes. Clutching a kitchen knife, he stormed out in his undergarments. “Who dares to rob your Grandpa Sun?!”
“Doctor, if you can heal this man, I’ll gladly call you Grandpa Sun for real.”
The doctor was momentarily stunned at the sight of the beautiful young woman carrying a gravely injured man on her back. But he quickly came to his senses. “Hurry, hurry! Lay him on the bed!”
With the doctor’s help, Feng Guang carefully placed Fang Yue onto a bed in the inner room. He had already lost consciousness. The doctor took his pulse, then shook his head, then nodded.
She grew impatient. “What the hell does that mean? Can you save him or not?”
“Heh, do you know who your Grandpa Sun is? I’m the so-called miracle doctor who can bring the dead back to life! Of course, I can treat him. But…” His eyes gleamed with greed. “There’s still the matter of the medical fees…”
If it weren’t for their fine clothing, he wouldn’t have been so enthusiastic.
Feng Guang rarely left the mountain, so naturally, she didn’t carry money. She thought for a moment, then removed the only hairpin she had—a white jade pin. As it was the sole thing keeping her hair up, the moment she took it out, her long locks cascaded down over her shoulders.
“This is an Ice Snow White Jade Pin, a treasure from the Immortal Sect and an excellent defensive artifact. Can I use this to pay for the treatment?”
It was a gift from Shang Baizi for her fifteenth birthday. Anything he gave her was bound to be valuable.
The doctor was a man of knowledge; recognizing the item’s worth, he accepted it with a broad grin. “I’ll go prepare the medicine. By tomorrow, he’ll wake up. In ten days, he’ll be walking again, and in half a month, he’ll be back to full health!”
He first cleaned Fang Yue’s wounds and bandaged him up. Less than half an hour later, the medicine was ready. The doctor handed a bowl of steaming herbal broth to Feng Guang.
“Here, feed him. I’m going to bed.”
Before leaving, he even thoughtfully shut the door behind him.
Now, Feng Guang sat by the bed, holding the bowl of medicine, staring at the unconscious Fang Yue with a troubled expression.
He was completely out cold… How was she supposed to get him to drink this?
Wait… unconscious?
That meant… that no matter what she did, he wouldn’t know…
Heh…
She quickly covered her mouth, suppressing a mischievous chuckle. Then, she put on a serious expression and muttered, “Fang Yue, I’m only doing this to save you. When you wake up, you can’t blame me for taking advantage of you.”
Fang Yue’s eyelids twitched slightly.
Feng Guang ignored it. She took a deep breath, sniffed the bitter herbal broth, and pinched her nose before taking a large sip—but she didn’t swallow. Instead, she leaned in, pressing her lips against his. Her tongue easily pried open his slightly parted lips, delivering the medicine into his mouth.
To prevent him from choking, she didn’t pour it all in at once, taking her time with each dose.
By the last round, when she was about to pull away, a hand suddenly pressed against the back of her head.
Before she could react, his bloodless lips tightened around hers, and the next moment—his tongue invaded, fiercely claiming what was his.