83 Why Did She Save Me?
During the combined attack of Beiting Huang and Nancy, the two of them used their most powerful methods. The mutated Blood Boar Tiger King was deader than dead. After the Magical Nuclei was gouged out by Beiting Huang, the Blood Boar Tigers in the forest stopped attacking and scattered.
The surroundings fell silent. Everyone took a deep breath. Only the sound of dripping blood could be heard. Everyone looked at Beiting Huang’s palm.
“Little Ninth!”
Xuanyuan Po and the other two surrounded her. A hole had been pierced through Beiting Huang’s palm by the sharp horn of the Blood Boar Tiger King. The flesh on her originally fair palm was now mangled, making one’s heart ache. Xuanyuan Po grabbed Beiting Huang’s hand and said, “Little Ninth, let me bandage it for you!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he pulled off a slightly cleaner corner of his robe. Ren Xiaojie took out a small jade bottle and poured out some medicine from it. It was powdered Golden Wound Medicine. This small bottle could be sold for ten Rubis in the Merchant’s Market.
A faint fragrance wafted out. After he sprinkled it on it, the wound immediately stopped hurting. A cool feeling spread to her arm. Although this small injury was nothing to her, the care of her friends made her feel especially comfortable. Her usually hard heart could temporarily let down its guard and she enjoyed the feeling of being in a warm hot spring.
Xuanyuan Po wrapped her palm with a piece of cloth. He wrapped it especially carefully, as if he was holding the best treasure in the world. He was careful.
Beiting Huang could already feel a numbing sensation in her palm. This was the healing of her wound. She couldn’t help but admire the medicinal pills in this time and space. It was really magical. It was much more advanced than medical treatment in the 21st century. She could feel the healing speed of such a deep wound in the blink of an eye.
“When I have time, I should study alchemy. There’s always a life-saving method.” Beiting Huang made up her mind.
Seeing the heartache and worry in their eyes, Beiting Huang smiled and comforted them. “This injury is nothing. In the Magical Beast Forest, as long as you don’t lose your life, it’s not a big deal.”
“Scoundrel, you clearly know that we’re very worried, but you still said such things on purpose.” Qin Xueling was actually about to cry. She wished that the injuries were on her body instead of on Beiting Huang.
“That’s right, Little Ninth, you have to cherish yourself and protect yourself. I, I, I would rather die than see you injured.” When Xuanyuan Po said this, his face blushed. It was unknown if he was nervous or felt that it was inappropriate to say this.
Fortunately, the other two didn’t think too much about it. Ren Xiaojie was unhappy and punched Beiting Huang. “Kid, if you die before me, I’ll drag you up even if I have to go to hell.”
Teacher Nancy went to check on Nangong Qianxi’s injuries. She was just frightened and was fine. Her abdomen was not injured at all. Beiting Huang was very fast and accurate. She was an amazing child.
“Teacher, why did he save me?” Nangong Qianxi sat on the ground and looked at Beiting Huang in a daze. There was a smile on the young man’s face, making his usually cold face look gentler. The warmth of her hand on her abdomen was still so clear. Just now, she was on the verge of death. The gentle and powerful force pulled her back from the edge of life and death. She would probably never forget the warmth of that attack for the rest of her life.