Wei Qingge turned back impatiently, only to see the medicated plaster in her hand.
She paused, pursed her lips, and said, "Trade the water in your hand for this."
"You're asking for the moon! Trading a bit of water for my wound medicine?"
She had so little medicine left, not enough to go around.
Wei Qingge felt she was in the wrong and retorted stubbornly, "Just a little."
After sewing up her wound, she needed to apply medicine and bandage it. Originally, she had planned to use medicinal juice for bandaging, but these herbs were not as effective as the plaster.
Chi Yan urgently needed water. Annoyed, she gave Wei Qingge a glare and agreed to let her have a little.
Wei Qingge didn't care what she was thinking. After taking the plaster, she immediately applied it to Li Qiongyu's wound and tore off a piece of her inner garment to bandage him. She slumped to the ground, breathing a sigh of relief.
Just then, the medicinal soup was ready. She had Chi Yan drink a sip first. After seeing her swallow it, she then poured it into Li Qiongyu.
"Give me the herbs."
Chi Yan clutched the medicine in her hand, wishing she could kill the brat in front of her.
Wei Qingge snorted, handed the herbs to her, glanced at the severely injured monk, and turned to leave.
She walked to the stone bed, touched Li Qiongyu's forehead, and wiped his fever with a white cloth.
The fire crackled, and the smell of blood permeated the air.
Wei Qingge glanced in that direction, then wearily sat by the fire and began adding fuel.
With these two here, she didn't dare to sleep. She could only keep her big, round, almond-shaped eyes warily on them.
If she hadn't been unable to defeat Chi Yan, she would never have let these two follow them, lest they be accidentally harmed.
Chi Yan also didn't want to bother with her. She looked at Xu Qing, whose eyes were tightly closed, and calmly and repeatedly cleaned his wounds with the medicinal juice.
She hadn't expected him to jump down with her, and to save her, he had been bitten by a man-eating whale in the chest, creating a large hole.
"Bring me the jar to use."
Hearing her voice, Wei Qingge jolted awake, her senses sharpening.
"Why should I? I washed it."
Chi Yan gritted her teeth, "Believe it or not, I'll kill you. He's unconscious, but you can't beat me in martial arts."
Wei Qingge's anger flared up, and she stood with her hands on her hips.
"That monk is dying, and you still have the mind to kill me? Come on, then."
Brat, you're asking for a beating.
Chi Yan was so enraged that her face turned ashen, but she couldn't spare her hands to deal with her, so she chilled her expression.
"Give this to him to hold. It will bring down the fever faster."
She tossed a porcelain bottle over.
Wei Qingge looked at it suspiciously and poured out one pill.
"Give me the rest," Chi Yan glared at her. "Hurry."
"You give him one first."
Wei Qingge walked over.
Chi Yan snatched the medicine bottle with a bang, pried open Xu Qing's mouth, and fed him the pill.
She was going to feed him anyway.
Seeing this, Wei Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, handed the medicine jar to her, and placed the pilfered pill in Li Qiongyu's mouth.
She kept watching the situation over there. Seeing that the monk was indeed holding it, she felt relieved.
Outside, the ground was covered in snow. Inside the cave, it was warm and cozy. The firelight illuminated the few people, dispelling the cold.
The smell of medicinal soup mixed with the scent of fresh blood flowed through the air.
Wei Qingge's head was nodding, but she dared not sleep. She kept glancing at the two people nearby and adding more firewood to the fire.
She was half-asleep and half-awake the entire night. As dawn approached, she brewed another bowl of medicine and poured it into Li Qiongyu.
Chi Yan was afraid that Xu Qing would develop a fever. She had also barely slept during the night. Seeing the light seeping in, she reached out and touched his forehead. Seeing that he didn't have a fever, she put another pill in his mouth to hold.
"Come with me to find food."
Wei Qingge, who was poking at the fire, heard her voice and glanced sideways.
"Are you talking to me?"
Chi Yan raised an eyebrow. "Who else, if not you? Who else could it be?"
"---"
Wei Qingge sniffed and realized that this shrew wanted to go out and find food but was afraid she would harm the monk, so she wanted to take her along.
She had wanted to go out and find something to eat for a long time.
"Let's go."
She draped her robe over Li Qiongyu, covered him well, and strode out.
The mountain had just received snow, and the ground was slippery and difficult to traverse.
Both of them were wary of each other and didn't go far, circling around the area.
Wei Qingge couldn't be bothered with her. She hadn't eaten in nearly two days and had only eaten a little. She was starving.
Moreover, Li Qiongyu was severely injured, so he needed to eat.
She rummaged around with her knife, but besides picking up a few sweet chestnuts, she found nothing else.
At this moment, a noise suddenly came from not far away.
She quickly looked up and saw a wild chicken flailing and pecking for food under a tree in the valley.
Wei Qingge was overjoyed. There were wild chickens in this place.
Fearing she would scare the chicken away, she crept forward stealthily, and her knife stabbed down quickly and swiftly.
But suddenly, a sharp blade flew past, and blood splattered. She quickly retreated.
A figure flew over and picked up the wild chicken from the ground.
"You're following me. I found it first."
Recognizing the person who had arrived, Wei Qingge was so angry she put her hands on her hips.
Chi Yan ignored her and walked back, carrying the wild chicken.
Wei Qingge coldly blocked her path. "Give it to me."
"Whoever gets it first owns it."
"You--"
Wei Qingge gritted her teeth. "Half each."
Chi Yan looked at her provocatively. "No."
"There must be wild chicken nests around here. If I find one, you'll give me half the chickens, and I'll give you a few wild eggs."
Hearing this, Chi Yan raised her eyebrows. "You find them first, then we'll talk."
Wei Qingge snorted and went into the woods behind them.
In the past, when she was at the border, she often followed soldiers into the mountains. Wild chicken nests were usually in hidden spots in bushes and grass, definitely nearby.
With the snow, it was even easier to find them.
Chi Yan followed behind her lazily, scoffing as she watched her.
Wei Qingge ignored her and continued searching. Sure enough, not far away, she saw rows of footprints on the snow-covered mountain.
She followed the footprints to the base of a tree and saw a hidden nest.
"Well, well, there really is."
Chi Yan chuckled.
Wei Qingge immediately squatted down and took out all the wild eggs, wrapping them in her clothes.
After she had carefully removed them all, she stood up.
"Here are two for you. Back at the cave, we'll split the chicken half and half."
Chi Yan complained, "You have so many wild eggs, and you're only giving me two?"
"I found the chicken first. You just got there ahead of me--"
"It's your fault for not being as skilled."
In the cave, the two had already woken up. Before they could say anything, they heard two voices arguing from outside.
Li Qiongyu looked up and saw Wei Qingge storming in, followed by a displeased Chi Yan.
"You're awake."
Seeing the person sitting by the stone bed, Wei Qingge immediately ran over with a smile.
Li Qiongyu looked at the things in her hand and then glanced at the chicken Chi Yan was carrying, raising his eyebrows slightly.
"How is your injury?"
After putting down her things, Wei Qingge quickly went to feel his forehead. Seeing that his fever had subsided, she turned back to boil water and make medicine.
"Drink another bowl. Don't get a fever again, you scared me."