Lan Hai Apartment.
Ling Feiyan, with great effort, dragged Lin Feng into her small apartment.
Originally, she had intended to go to Su Qingya's second floor to find Lin Feng and thank him for saving her life.
But halfway there, she suddenly noticed someone lying in the middle of the road.
When she got out of the car and saw that the person was Lin Feng, she was also startled.
Thus, in a moment of urgency, Ling Feiyan picked Lin Feng up.
She took off Lin Feng's shirt, which was already stained red with blood.
What made her scalp tingle the most was that Lin Feng's abdomen was gaping open, his intestines nearly exposed.
Fortunately, she checked Lin Feng's breathing and found he was still breathing.
Though his breathing was weak.
"Lin Feng, how did you become so disheveled?"
Ling Feiyan frowned.
She couldn't believe anyone could injure Lin Feng so severely.
Even less could she believe that Lin Feng could withstand such grave injuries.
After all, the spot where the attacker hit Lin Feng was the most precious part for a martial artist: the Dantian.
Clearly, the attacker intended to kill Lin Feng.
Placing Lin Feng flat on the sofa, Ling Feiyan fetched a basin of hot water and wiped away the bloodstains on Lin Feng's body.
Seeing the flesh on Lin Feng's abdomen turned outwards, Ling Feiyan suppressed the urge to vomit, took out the first-aid kit, and used a needle and thread to stitch up Lin Feng's abdomen.
Concurrently, Ling Feiyan disinfected Lin Feng's wounds with antiseptic.
After completing all this, Ling Feiyan then wrapped a bandage around Lin Feng's injured area.
Following her procedures, Lin Feng looked much better, at least less disheveled.
However, Lin Feng's pants were also covered in blood, so Ling Feiyan, after much hesitation, pulled down Lin Feng's pants and threw them into the washing machine.
Exhausted and panting, she sat on the carpet, looking at Lin Feng, who was left in only his underwear, her pretty face flushing.
It was the first time she had brought a grown man home, and the first time she had meticulously cleaned a man's body.
"Cold, I'm so cold!"
Just as Ling Feiyan sat on the floor to rest, Lin Feng on the sofa murmured as if in a dream, trembling all over.
Seeing this, Ling Feiyan immediately leaned over and felt Lin Feng's forehead.
She realized Lin Feng had a high fever and quickly gave him some fever-reducing medicine.
Then, she brought a blanket and covered Lin Feng with it.
But Lin Feng still shivered uncontrollably. Although his Dantian was not destroyed by Feng Wuxie, it had still suffered considerable damage.
This prevented his true qi from repairing his injuries, causing him to exhibit symptoms similar to a normal person falling ill.
"Lin Feng, don't worry, I'm here, and I'll protect you."
"You saved me, now it's my turn to repay you!"
Ling Feiyan, as if patting a child, gently patted Lin Feng's chest with her fair hand.
Lin Feng finally quieted down, but due to the severity of his injuries, his fever did not subside.
Ling Feiyan had no other choice but to hold Lin Feng, using her body to provide him with some warmth.
As their bodies came into close contact, Ling Feiyan's pretty face turned an unbearable shade of red.
"Right, maiden's urine can help you recover!"
Ling Feiyan suddenly remembered something and quickly went to the bathroom to get a small basin of urine.
Then, she carefully fed the urine to Lin Feng.
After tossing and turning until the middle of the night, Ling Feiyan unknowingly fell asleep holding Lin Feng.
The next day, Ling Feiyan suddenly woke up. The first thing she did was look at Lin Feng in her arms.
Seeing that Lin Feng was still unconscious, Ling Feiyan got up to pour him a glass of hot water.
But as soon as she got up, her forehead was pressed against a gun muzzle.
"Officer Ling, sleeping soundly!"
A masked man in leather sneered, cocking the revolver in his hand.
"Who are you?"
Ling Feiyan raised her hands, feeling a hint of unease.
"Of course, I'm here to take your life. Since Butcher couldn't kill you, I had to come!"
The man said, about to pull the trigger.
"Wait, don't kill me here. I'll go out with you, to a different place."
Ling Feiyan was worried that if the killer killed her, it would be disadvantageous to Lin Feng.
She intended to lure the killer away.
"There's no need for that. Are you worried about this man? Worried that after I kill you, I'll casually finish him off?"
The killer sensed Ling Feiyan's intention.
He then chuckled, "Don't worry, I never leave witnesses. Even if you lure me out, I'll still kill him."
"Then what do I need to do for you to spare him?"
"Your target is me, and he has nothing to do with it!"
Ling Feiyan didn't want to implicate Lin Feng. Lin Feng had already saved her once; she couldn't betray him.
"Spare him, is this man very important to you?"
The killer sneered, not thinking Lin Feng was anything out of the ordinary.
Ling Feiyan nodded, "I can take my own life, you don't need to waste bullets, provided you spare him!"
"Alright, since this fellow is unconscious, consider him invisible."
"Take this pill, and I'll leave."
The killer took out a pill from his chest and tossed it to Ling Feiyan.
Ling Feiyan took the pill, glanced at the still unconscious Lin Feng, and said, "I hope you keep your word. Don't harm him after I'm dead!"
"Of course, we do have some integrity."
"Hurry up, I'm in a rush!"
The killer urged impatiently.