"Headache." Gong Yueyue opened her eyes weakly, stared at Zhao Changyuan for a while, closed her eyes again, and muttered.
Zhao Changyuan frowned and raised his hand to touch Gong Yueyue's forehead. It was still cold, which made Zhao Changyuan's heart feel cold.
Logically speaking, after feeding Gong Yueyue with blood twice, Gong Yueyue should not be so weak. Even if the sword wound cannot be cured, at least there should be signs of improvement.
"Is it possible that my blood has lost its effect on Junior Sister?" This thought that had been suppressing him flashed through Zhao Changyuan's heart, and he suddenly panicked.
Indeed, your own blood cannot be omnipotent, and if you take too much of the same medicine, your body will develop a certain resistance to it. Gong Yueyue may have taken more of her own blood during this period of time...
"I hope I can find medicinal materials in these barren mountains!" Zhao Changyuan gritted his teeth and whispered a few words of comfort next to Gong Yueyue. When Gong Yueyue fell asleep again, he immediately turned around and looked for He picked up a shovel and headed into the mountains.
"Brother Shen, please pay attention to your safety." Zhang Linfeng ran out quickly, leaned on the door frame and shouted to Zhao Changyuan, his big black eyes full of dependence on Zhao Changyuan.
"I got it." Zhao Changyuan turned his head, his handsome face filled with confidence and cheerfulness, waved his hand to signal Zhang Linfeng to go back to the yard, turned around and left decisively.
The moment he turned his head, Zhao Changyuan's smiling face immediately disappeared. With a solemn expression on his handsome face, he lowered his head and walked step by step towards the mountain.
The mountain road was rugged and difficult to travel. Zhao Changyuan stopped all the way and searched for available medicinal materials along the way. However, the vegetation on this barren mountain was sparse, and the possibility of wild medicinal materials being present was very low. As for those that could cure Gong Yueyue, they were even rarer. .Zhao Changyuan searched patiently for about an hour, and finally found an extra medicinal ingredient in his hand, which was still insignificant.
"My blood is useless. If we still can't find the medicinal materials, I'm afraid junior sister won't be able to hold on anymore." Zhao Changyuan was anxious in his heart, with anger and anxiety in his black eyes. His heart suddenly hurt violently when he was angry, and a flash of light flashed before his eyes. Black, Zhao Changyuan slid to the ground with a plop.
After a while, Zhao Changyuan came to his senses, and the light appeared in front of his eyes again. He raised his hand and looked at the palm of his hand, where a large piece of skin was scratched.
With a breath of cold air, Zhao Changyuan swung his palm and covered his heart with his other hand, his expression becoming increasingly heavy.
"It seems that the frequency of heart pain has increased in the past few days." Zhao Changyuan frowned, clenched his fists, and suddenly pinched something hard.
His black eyes flashed slightly, Zhao Changyuan turned his palm into his collar, took out the hard object he touched, and held it between his fingers. It was the pendant that he had retrieved from Liu Ru's hand when he was a child.
Zhao Changyuan frowned and stared at the curved pendant for a long time. Then he suddenly pulled it off and found a cloth bag to put it away.
After doing all this, Zhao Changyuan touched his chest again, stood up with the shovel in his hand, and searched for herbs in the mountains again.
When Zhao Changyuan came down the mountain, the sky was already dark. Walking on the path down the mountain from a distance, he saw the little figure leaning against the door frame.
"Why are you waiting here?" Zhao Changyuan stepped forward quickly, waved the herbs in his hand towards Zhang Linfeng, and said with a smile:
"I found a lot of herbs and I can make some medicine for you, Sister Su."
"Great!" Zhang Linfeng, who was already happy to see Zhao Changyuan back, broke out into a smile. He raised his hand to take the herbs and prepare the medicine for Gong Yueyue.
"Let me do it. It's just a small amount of herbs. It would be a pity if you fry them until they're burnt." Zhao Changyuan raised his arm, easily avoiding Zhang Linfeng's little hand, and said with a smile.
"I'm not that stupid." Zhang Linfeng retracted his palm and said dissatisfied, but he quickly ran to the kitchen to help Zhao Changyuan light a fire.
In the kitchen, everyone, one big and one small, gathered around the stove, staring at the medicine jars on the stove, all silent.
"Brother Shen, when do you think Sister Su will get better?" Zhang Linfeng held his head with both hands, and the firelight shone on his cute little face, making it look red.
After several days of running around, Zhang Linfeng's little face seemed no longer so white and tender, which made people feel quite distressed.
"It will get better." Zhao Changyuan grinned and just said this.
Zhang Linfeng stopped asking, and instead stared at the medicine jar seriously, waiting for the medicine to be cooked.
After Gong Yueyue took the medicine, it was already dark outside. Zhao Changyuan was busy preparing to cook again. Fortunately, the mountain was not too wild. Zhao Changyuan used his previous skills and rushed quickly. We arrived at two hares, briefly grilled them, and shared them with Zhang Linfeng as dinner.
There was nothing that could be used for lighting in the abandoned courtyard, so Zhao Changyuan sat on a simple brazier and placed it in the house, which could barely provide lighting. However, he could not do other things.
"Kid, how many days have you not studied?" Zhao Changyuan sat in front of Gong Yueyue's bed and asked Zhang Linfeng lazily.
"How can I be in the mood to study?" Zhang Linfeng curled his lips and replied, sitting honestly next to Zhao Changyuan.
"This is not possible. When your sister Su gets better, she must supervise you and make up for all the missed homework." Zhao Changyuan frowned and said seriously.
"There is also the martial arts that Sister Su taught me. I will make up for it when the time comes." Zhang Linfeng proudly raised his little head and said seriously.
"It needs to be mended." Zhao Changyuan nodded in approval.
"I still want to learn medical skills from you." Zhang Linfeng stared at Zhao Changyuan and continued to say seriously.
"You kid, be careful you bite off more than you can chew." Zhao Changyuan laughed and touched Zhang Linfeng's round head.
"I learn things very quickly." Zhang Linfeng snorted and said unhappily.
"Haha." Zhao Changyuan laughed again.
In the quiet and dark mountains, in a dilapidated courtyard with dim candlelight, low laughter sounded from time to time, and then the laughter gradually disappeared, and the only candlelight was extinguished, and the world fell into silence and darkness.
The morning sun rises as usual, bringing light and vitality to the world.
Zhao Changyuan pushed open the door and took a deep breath of fresh air. He felt that his body seemed to have regained strength, and the confidence and calmness of the past once again burst into his dark eyes.
"Are you awake?" Zhao Changyuan was stunned for a moment, his energy was shaken, and he immediately turned around and walked towards the house.
Gong Yueyue was lying on the bed, her beautiful eyes opened as expected. Seeing Zhao Changyuan come in, she tried her best to glare at Zhao Changyuan.
"Junior sister, how do you feel?" Being stared at by that familiar gaze, Zhao Changyuan asked with a grin on his face, filled with joy and satisfaction.
"I don't feel good at all, my whole body hurts like crazy!" Gong Yueyue said angrily, but her tone was weak at all.
"It will be fine. I found a lot of herbal medicine this time. Your pain will be relieved a lot after taking it." Zhao Changyuan quickly comforted him.
Gong Yueyue groaned feebly again, expressing her dissatisfaction with Zhao Changyuan. (To be continued)