But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the white light rose again, licking his heart like a tongue of flame.
It was too fast, it was so fast that Ye Fei's cold sweat oozed out.
This was the first time he felt that he was almost unable to cope with his martial arts practice.
Ye Fei's full efforts to deal with the thorn still made him feel a huge sense of danger.
He could only use half a wooden stick to block it horizontally again, and at the same time he ejected his body vertically.
"Crack--"
Ye Fei also avoided the thorn, but he felt a cold throat, which made his eyelids twitch.
He knew that it was the chill left by the sharp weapon.
"Pu--" Ye Fei was about to fight back, but he heard a muffled sound. The black shadow on the opposite side fell straight to the ground, and the white light disappeared.
The wing room returned to peace, as if nothing had happened.
However, the blood in the air still permeates and lasts for a long time.
Ye Fei looked alert, and after waiting for three minutes, he turned on the light and looked shocked. He saw a young man in gray lying on the ground, his body curled up, covered in blood, and was in a deep coma.
There are at least twenty wounds on his body.
Looking at his dark face, he was undoubtedly poisoned.
The boy in gray is younger than Ye Fei. He looks eighteen years old. He is not handsome, but he is very handsome, with a hint of stubbornness and stubbornness.
He held half of the short sword tightly in his hand.
Ye Fei showed a hint of shock. The young man in gray was seriously injured, but he could still use half a short sword to smash the wooden stick, almost hurting himself.
Rushi's state is at its peak, and Rushi's hand changes to a sword, how powerful will this kid be?
Ye Fei dared not imagine.
It seems that there are really martial arts geniuses in this world.
"Little brother, little brother, wake up!"
Ye Fei stepped forward and helped the young man in gray up, calling him: "Wake up."
The gray-clothed boy did not move, but instead he had a lot of blood coming out of his mouth and nose.
Unable to wake up the gray-clothed boy to understand the situation, Ye Fei could only take out his cell phone and call an ambulance, but he quickly stopped moving again.
He didn't know who the young man in gray was, nor did he know what happened to him, but Ye Fei could see that he was on the verge of life and death.
This edge of life and death not only refers to his injuries, but also his situation.
With so many wounds and gunshot wounds, it can be seen that the young man in gray was chased by someone. He could live for a few more days with him hiding here. Once he went to the hospital, he would be afraid of dying.
Seeing his young age and a young face, Ye Fei couldn't bear to let him take risks.
"It seems that I can only bet."
Ye Fei put the gray-clothed boy on the small bed in the inner room: "I hope he is a good person."
Then, Ye Fei treated the wound on his body, and then took out a silver needle for treatment. Half an hour later, Ye Fei groaned and fell on the chair with a pale face.
This time he took a lot of effort to treat him, but when he saw the situation of the gray-clothed boy improve, he felt that everything was worth it.
After resting for a while, Ye Fei bought a lot of daily necessities, boiled a large pot of Chinese medicine, poured a bowl into the boy's mouth.
"Yeah—" �
He also wants to struggle.
The right hand can also instinctively grab the dagger.
"Don't move, I just treated your injuries, cleaned up the toxins, bandaged the wound, and you may be completely destroyed once you move."
Ye Fei hurriedly reached out and pressed his shoulder: “I’m not a bad person, and I don’t know you, but meeting it is fate and will not harm you.”
"No one will come to this clinic for three days. You can rest well and get something to eat when you are thirsty."
"I put a lot of food and water on the head of your bed, and a large pot of Chinese medicine that I just boiled today."
"Drinking Chinese medicine three times a day is enough for you to drink it for three days."
"I feel better and feel no danger anymore. I quietly left the back door."
Ye Fei finished speaking with Zhu and Cannon, and then left the backyard without even asking about his name.
He saved people purely out of kindness and did not want to have too much involvement with the gray-clothed boy, after all, he was chased and killed.
Ye Fei didn't want to provoke such grudges at all.
Seeing Ye Fei leave, the young man in gray was slightly stunned, and then looked at his injuries, his cold face became softer.
After a long time, he murmured: "Thank you" After Ye Fei walked out of Jin Zhilin, he carefully closed the store door and opened the door to monitor again so that he could control the movements of Jin Zhilin.
After walking around the street outside, he dissipated the smell of disinfected alcohol and blood on his body, he walked back to the Xuanhuju with his hands on his back.
"Mom, why are you free to cook?" As soon as Ye Fei walked into the living area, he found his mother busy in the kitchen: "Aren't you taking care of your father?"
"Your father's condition is stable, so you don't need to take care of him."
Shen Biqin smiled and cooked dishes: "I can't help with your clinic, so I'll take the time to cook for everyone."
There are many people living in the clinic, in addition to Sun Shenghan and Gongsun Yuan, there are also Huang Tianjiao, Ye Wujiu, Liu Fugui, Ye Fei and Shen Biqin.
Occasionally, Gongsun Qian also comes back to stay for a few days, so eating is also a major project.
"There are so many people, what kind of food to cook? Just order takeaway."
Ye Fei complained: "You are in poor health, so as not to get tired."
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
"Just be back, wash your hands and have a meal."
Shen Biqin shouted in the kitchen: "If I don't have dinner, my daughter-in-law will be hungry."
Daughter-in-law?
Ye Fei was slightly stunned when he heard this.
"Mom, just call me Hongyan."
A tall figure walked out of the dining room, holding a plate of scrambled eggs in his hand: "You don't have to be too disgusting with me."
"By the way, my dad's medicine is already cold. Do I want me to give it to him first?"
The woman was wearing a black suspender skirt and a black shawl on the outside. Her upper body was white and her legs were slender, and she was very delicate.
Shen Biqin replied: "No, no, I'll give it to your dad after dinner." Damn, have your parents called it?
Ye Fei was stunned, then shuddered, and grabbed Song Hongyan and shouted: "Sister Yan, what are you doing?"
Thinking of Tang Ruoxue from Taohua No. 1, Ye Fei suddenly had a headache.
"I'll come here to visit my dad and chat with my mom."
Song Hongyan pinched an egg and threw it into her mouth: "Try my mother's skills by the way."
"I have to say that first-class is better than a chef."
She turned her head and shouted sweetly to the kitchen: "Mom, can I come back to have dinner often in the future?"
"Of course, you'd better come back every day."
Chen Biqin was very satisfied with Song Hongyan: "With you here, this family looks like this."
Ye Fei looked at Song Hongyan and said angrily: "Who told you to call me parents?"
Song Hongyan shouted to the kitchen at the top of her throat: "Mom, Ye Fei asked me to call you Aunt Chen" �