"Out of the way, out of the way …"
At this moment, a group of people suddenly rushed in from outside, carrying a stretcher.
Every single one of them was at the spirit realm or above.
A man who looked to be around fifty or sixty years old lay on the stretcher. His face was alternating between red and white, and there were traces of blood at the corner of his mouth and on his clothes. He even showed signs of spasms from time to time, and his aura was very weak.
Judging from his weak appearance, he probably wouldn't make it through the day.
At this moment, the experts recuperating in the medicine shop were roused from their meditation.
"It's the Windstorm Mercenaries."
They recognized the identity of this group of people.
The Windstorm Mercenaries were one of the three great mercenary groups in Blazefire City.
Their leader, Sha Wenbao, was a martial king expert. Their vice leader was at the peak of the great success stage of the spirit realm. Below them, there were more than forty members, all of them in the spirit realm.
With this kind of strength, they could dominate a region anywhere in the dukedom.
The one on the stretcher was the vice leader of the Windstorm Mercenaries, Che Liangzheng.
Logically speaking, it shouldn't be too much of a problem for someone at the peak of the great success stage of the spirit realm to traverse the Realm of Flame's End. However, the Windstorm Mercenaries had encountered a Flame Demon Commander this time.
Che Liangzheng had suffered heavy injuries in order to cover his brothers' retreat.
Not only did he have physical injuries now, but the burning poison had also entered his body. Even a peak of the great success stage of the spirit realm wouldn't be able to endure the combination of these two injuries.
The shopkeeper of the Spirit Fire Pavilion quickly came out.
He immediately frowned when he saw this scene.
This person definitely couldn't be saved.
Actually, everyone was well aware of this point.
"Hurry up and save our vice leader, or I'll tear down your shop!"
A member of the Windstorm Mercenaries grabbed the shopkeeper's collar with a vicious look on his face.
"Calm down, calm down …"
The shopkeeper could only smile obsequiously and then call out to the attendant off to the side. "Why aren't you asking Master Lu to come out?"
"Oh, oh …"
The attendant hurried to the pill refining room in the back courtyard.
The head pill master of the Spirit Fire Pavilion, Master Lu, quickly came out.
The Windstorm Mercenaries hurriedly stepped aside, allowing him to approach the stretcher.
At first glance, Master Lu frowned. Then, he checked Che Liangzheng's condition and shook his head.
Although he didn't say anything, it was clear that this person couldn't be saved.
"Save him!"
The members of the Windstorm Mercenary Group became excited when they saw that he didn't move.
"This old man will go get the medicine."
Master Lu was helpless. He didn't even dare to say a word of frustration.
One pill after another was fed to Che Liangzheng, but not only did he not get better, on the contrary, Che Liangzheng coughed up blood again. His eyes were wandering, and it seemed that he was going to die soon.
"You quack!"
The members of the Windstorm Mercenary Group almost went berserk. They raised their fists and were about to hit Master Lu.
At this time, they had already lost their minds. They only wanted to save their vice-captain who was covering their retreat.
"Father …"
At this time, a woman rushed in from outside. When she saw Che Liangzheng lying on the stretcher, her tears immediately fell to the ground like pearls.
"Father, wake up! Father, if you die, what will mother and I do?"
The woman threw herself at Che Liangzheng and wailed.
Seeing this scene, the eyes of the Windstorm Mercenary Group's burly men turned red.
It wasn't that men didn't cry. It was just that they hadn't been hurt.
Looking at the burly men sniffling, the surrounding people were affected. They shook their heads and sighed.
However, no one could do anything.
"Miss, if you continue shaking like this, your father will really die …"
In this bleak atmosphere, a voice suddenly came from behind the crowd.
The person who spoke was, of course, Qin Yichen.
As his voice faded, several gazes fell on him from the surroundings.
For example, the shopkeeper of the Spirit Flame Pavilion, Master Lu, and … the crying woman.
After hearing this, the woman raised her head and looked at Qin Yichen. Ignoring his young appearance, she immediately grabbed onto Qin Yichen's sleeve as if she had grabbed onto a life-saving straw. "You mean, my father can still be saved?"
"Of course."
Qin Yichen nodded and said, "Your father is only slightly injured. Mm … the injury is slightly serious, but it's not to the point where he can't be saved."
Of course, in this era, Che Liangzheng's injury was definitely incurable.
After all, it was a double injury.
However, for Qin Yichen, saving him was just a little more troublesome.
As soon as Qin Yichen's words came out, it immediately attracted everyone's attention, and all eyes swept over him.
However, when they saw that he was only a teenager, the surrounding people couldn't help but frown.
"He's so young and doesn't learn anything, yet he's learning how to boast …"
"Even Master Lu of the Spirit Flame Pavilion can't do anything. How can a kid who hasn't even weaned have the ability?"
"He's just a Martial Grandmaster. What a joke."
The surrounding voices didn't carry much goodwill.
Master Lu's expression didn't look too good either.
He had already announced the death penalty, but it was overturned by a teenager. Was he saying that he was useless?
"This is a matter of the Spirit Flame Pavilion. It's not up to an outsider like you to interfere!"
Master Lu chided Qin Yichen coldly.
He was one of the top alchemy masters in Blazing Fire City. If news of this got out, where would he put his face?
"Miss Che, let's carry Captain Che inside first and let Master Lu try again. If he can't save Captain Che, the Spirit Flame Pavilion won't take a single cent …"
The shopkeeper of the Spirit Flame Pavilion also spoke up.
Actually, if Che Liangzheng died, the Windstorm Mercenaries would be extremely lucky if they didn't destroy the Spirit Flame Pavilion. How could they ask for money?
However, after what he had said, the Spirit Flame Pavilion seemed to be righteous.
At this moment, the woman calmed down slightly. She glanced at the shopkeeper of the Spirit Flame Pavilion and Master Lu with a trace of disappointment in her eyes.
The Spirit Flame Pavilion was already the best medicine store in Blazing Fire City.
Actually, she knew very well that the Spirit Flame Pavilion wouldn't be able to save her father.
A moment later, her gaze landed on Qin Yichen.
Qin Yichen was indifferent, as if the comments of outsiders didn't affect him at all.
If it had been anyone else, they wouldn't have been able to stop themselves from defending themselves. However, Qin Yichen hadn't said a word to defend himself.
"Can you really save my father?"
Her voice was still filled with disbelief.
"Sigh …"
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