Su Muqing lifted the gauze from Leng Nuo's wound and saw what she expected. After being suffocated by the thick quilt and excessive body temperature, the wound had become damp, and there were even a few yellow pus spots along the edges, indicating a tendency for infection.
She quickly took out the spiritual spring water and cleaned his wound again. Since she dared not feed him too much, she decided to clean all his wounds with the spiritual spring water.
After feeding him the spiritual spring water, Su Muqing also stuffed several more pills into his mouth. Qi replenishing pills, blood replenishing pills, healing pills, repair pills, small return pills… In short, she fed Leng Nuo all the nourishing pills she could buy in the cultivation world. He was so badly injured and had vomited so much blood; he definitely needed to be replenished!
Combining Western and Chinese medicine, and divine and immortal healing arts, if Leng Nuo still didn't recover, Su Muqing would truly have no other options!
Looking at Lin Rongrong, who was like a walking dead person beside her, her face pale to a terrifying degree, Su Muqing knew that no amount of persuasion would get through to her. She forced two pills into Lin Rongrong’s mouth and continued to observe Leng Nuo’s condition.
She refused to believe that after being fed so many spiritual medicines, she still couldn't save him!
Huh? Wait a minute… the detector showed that Leng Nuo’s body temperature suddenly began to drop!
In just over ten minutes, his temperature dropped to over 38°C. Although it slowed down later, it was indeed decreasing.
Perhaps removing the quilt had helped him dissipate heat quickly? Perhaps his body heat had reached a peak and was already starting to recede? Or perhaps those various replenishing medicines she had desperately fed him were finally taking effect?
Whatever the reason, after another half an hour, Leng Nuo’s fever finally subsided to just slightly above normal body temperature.
The wound, re-cleaned with spiritual spring water, had become dry. Soon, a milky white thin film formed on the wound, which was excellent for wound healing.
All signs indicated that Leng Nuo was recovering rapidly, meaning he had passed the critical stage and had clung onto his life.
“Rongrong, hurry over, Leng Nuo is awake…”
Suddenly! Lin Rongrong, who had already resigned herself to despair, seemed to hear Su Muqing calling her name. What did she say? Who was awake? Was it Leng Nuo?
Lin Rongrong abruptly stood up from her chair and rushed to the bedside. The person on the bed’s eyelashes trembled slightly. After struggling a few times, he finally opened his eyes.
His originally dark and clear pupils were now filled with blood-red spots, making him look a bit frightening.
Leng Nuo felt extremely tired. He seemed to be trapped in a boundless and dark place. Whenever he tried to find a way out, an unknown force would pull him back, then begin to lash and abuse him. It took him great effort to break free from that restraint and open his eyes.
“Tenth Brother, you’re finally awake…” Lin Rongrong lifted Leng Nuo’s hand to her face, choked out a cry of “Tenth Brother,” and tears began to stream down uncontrollably.
Leng Nuo’s lips trembled a few times. He was too weak to speak. His eyes were still blurry, and he couldn't see who was in front of him clearly. His ears were buzzing, and he couldn't hear what the person was saying.
He could only see a blurry figure, and that figure had the appearance of the person he missed in his heart.
Seeing his dazed state, Lin Rongrong’s heart ached. She imprinted a kiss on the corner of his lips. A drop of tear slid from the corner of her eye onto his lips, and then into his heart.
Bittersweet, with a hint of sweetness at the end.
Leng Nuo had finally woken up. The next morning, his high fever had completely subsided. Lin Rongrong stayed at Pinglan Courtyard to take care of him. As for Su Cuiping, Su Muqing had assigned two capable maids to help her.
This was what she had promised Leng Kui, and Su Cuiping was still undergoing treatment for postpartum depression, requiring constant supervision.
Su Muqing had originally intended for Octopus to escort Huo Qiyuan back by water, but Old Eagle, who had rested for an entire night, seemed to have a telepathic connection. The next morning, it flew to the lawn in front of the Imperial Study and waited for the two of them.
Upon seeing them emerge, Old Eagle flapped its wings repeatedly, as if using its actions to convey, “Look! I have fully recovered and can fight alongside you again! So don’t think of ditching me and acting on your own!”
With Leng Nuo’s condition improving, Su Muqing was very happy. The tension in her nerves, which had been taut for a day, relaxed, and she had the mood to play with Old Eagle. She leaped into the air and glared at Old Eagle with her eyes, attempting to threaten it into returning to its nest to rest.
However, the glaring threat failed; Old Eagle completely ignored her. When she flew to the left, Old Eagle turned its head to the right, and when she flew to the right, it turned its head to the left. They played back and forth, thoroughly enjoying themselves. Huo Qiyuan stood below, arms crossed, watching the person and the eagle with a doting expression.
After Su Muqing landed, Huo Qiyuan stepped forward and put his arm around her shoulder, speaking up for Old Eagle. “Why don’t you give it a more thorough check? If you confirm it’s completely fine, then let it come back with me. It has been with me for so long, and we are very familiar with each other. If I suddenly switch to Octopus, I might find it inconvenient too.”
Since Huo Qiyuan had spoken, Su Muqing had no choice but to carefully examine Old Eagle’s body. What he said made sense. Regardless of the length of acquaintance, compared to Octopus, Old Eagle was definitely more convenient.
After all, Octopus could only be helpful in areas with water. If it suddenly came ashore, it would surely frighten many people. But Old Eagle was different; it could soar freely in the blue sky and white clouds!
After a detailed examination, Old Eagle had indeed recovered very well. With the combination of spiritual spring water and qi-and-blood replenishing spiritual pills, its body appeared even more robust compared to before.
Huo Qiyuan had breakfast, checked on Leng Nuo again, and then, with the fully-stocked Qiankun bag that Su Muqing had packed for him, left Ya Jing once more with Old Eagle.
Su Muqing stood on the city wall, watching the increasingly small black dot in the sky, lost in thought.
On the other side.
Su Ling’er had successfully infiltrated Qingya Pavilion. She was very puzzled as to why the attitudes of the other vice-generals of the Leng Team towards Leng Feng had changed so drastically?
However, since Leng Feng refused to say what had happened, she had no way of knowing what had transpired in between. Su Ling’er thought that perhaps they had a conflict between brothers, and it shouldn't be a major issue.
Huo Qiyuan always valued his subordinates. He would definitely come to visit Leng Feng today. Once he entered, and only the three of them were left in the room…
Every time she had seen Huo Qiyuan before, there were others around him, so Su Ling’er had never had the chance to make her move. She had witnessed the effects of the Aphrodisiac incense. If someone else were to interfere, her efforts would be in vain, so seizing the opportunity was crucial!
This was the best time to act. Even if it wasn't Huo Qiyuan, the worst outcome would be Leng Feng!