The night passed uneventfully. Mo Wen lay there without moving. He could only move his arms slightly the next morning. However, it was still difficult for him to stand up.
Mo Wen discovered that he was lying in a very simple wooden hut. The doors, windows, furniture, tables, and chairs were all somewhat old, but they were very clean. The floor was almost spotless.
He didn't know why he had appeared here. In his vague memory, it seemed that a little girl had saved him. Although he had completely fallen into a coma, a martial artist of his realm would always maintain a keen perception of his surroundings. If there was danger approaching, even if he was still in a coma, he would still instinctively make some response.
He did not know how long he had been lying in bed. Suddenly, there was a creak. The wooden door was pushed open from the outside. A young girl of about 14 or 15 years old walked in. She wore a green dress and held a bowl of steaming porridge in her hand.
"You are awake?"
Su Wan 'er looked at Mo Wen, who had already opened his eyes. A look of joy flashed in her eyes.
"Did you save me?" Mo Wen looked at Su Wan 'er curiously. So, the person who had saved him was so young.
"I only brought you back from the forest. I didn't do anything," Su Wan 'er said, blushing. She was unconsciously shy talking to a stranger.
"Thank you." Mo Wen smiled. She was a kind-hearted girl.
"Drink this bowl of porridge. You are injured. You cannot eat oily and spicy food."
Su Wan 'er walked to Mo Wen's side and handed the bowl to him.
Mo Wen had wanted to say that he would not drink it. In reality, he would not have a problem even if he did not eat for a few months. However, when he saw Su Wan 'er's pure eyes, he swallowed his words. He raised his hand and prepared to take the bowl. However, he was too injured. Although he could barely lift his arm, he could not pick up anything. He had just lifted his arm when it fell back down.
Su Wan 'er immediately realized that Mo Wen might not have the ability to hold a bowl and eat by himself. She said in a panic, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Your injuries must be very serious. Do you want me to feed you?"
Mo Wen looked at Su Wan 'er and then at the bowl in her hand. He did not speak for a while. A young girl feeding him porridge was something that had never happened to him before. He was an adult and Su Wan 'er was only a young girl. No matter how he looked at it, this scene was somewhat strange.
"This porridge … I cooked it myself. There's absolutely no … no problem …"
Su Wan 'er saw that Mo Wen kept staring at the bowl in her hand and misunderstood. She thought that Mo Wen was afraid that she had done something to the bowl. Didn't Sect Uncle Liu, who loved to tell stories, always say that the Jianghu was dangerous and that one could be poisoned to death if they were not careful? She subconsciously thought that Mo Wen was also worried about this.
Upon hearing this, Mo Wen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This young lady was a little too naive. If it had been someone else, even if they hadn't thought about it beforehand, they would most likely be suspicious after hearing what the young lady had said.
"Thank you," Mo Wen said with a smile.
When Su Wan 'er heard this, she cautiously walked to the side of the bed. She used a spoon to cool the porridge while she scooped the top layer of porridge that was not hot to Mo Wen's mouth.
Mo Wen didn't beat around the bush, opening his mouth to eat.
"My name is Mo Wen, what's your name?" Mo Wen asked.
"Su Wan 'er," Su Wan' er said softly, blushing. She lowered her head and stirred the porridge in the bowl, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Wan 'er, what is this place?" Mo Wen tried his best to appear friendly.
"The Five Tigers Sect."
Su Wan 'er thought that Mo Wen might not be a member of the Jianghu and did not know about the existence of ancient martial arts sects. She immediately added, "This is deep in the Taihang Mountains. It is not far from the forest where you fainted. How did you faint in the forest?"
Su Wan 'er was just a young lady. She couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.
"I fell from the sky and landed in the forest. Fortunately, I didn't die from the fall."
Mo Wen looked as if he had been lucky. In reality, he didn't know how to explain it. He also didn't want to lie to such a naive aunt, so he decided to avoid the important points and dwell on the trivial.
"Ah! You fell from the sky? You are really lucky. "
Su Wan 'er looked at Mo Wen in shock. She was a little scared just thinking about falling from such a high place. The naive Su Wan 'er didn't think too much about it. She subconsciously thought that Mo Wen had fallen from a cliff and ended up like this. She was often in charge of gathering medicinal herbs in the Five Tigers Sect. Even people who practiced ancient martial arts could fall from cliffs if they weren't careful, let alone ordinary people.
A few years ago, wasn't there a senior brother in the sect who accidentally fell off a cliff while gathering medicinal herbs and unfortunately died?
"Big Brother Mo, I have to go. I still have to gather medicinal herbs today. I might only be back at night. I'll put a few buns beside you. If you are hungry, you can turn around and take a few bites of the buns," Su Wan 'er said, feeling a little awkward.
She knew that Mo Wen needed someone to take care of him at this time, but she couldn't just leave. If she couldn't complete the task given to her by the sect on time, she would be expelled from the sect.
In any sect, gathering medicinal herbs was a difficult task. Most of the people in charge of this task were ordinary disciples at the lowest level of the sect. It was not easy to find a precious medicinal herb deep in the mountains. Many disciples often couldn't complete the task. Once they couldn't complete the task, they would be punished.
A sect had the most disciples at the lowest level. Everyone took turns to do the difficult task of gathering medicinal herbs. However, if they didn't complete the standard task while gathering medicinal herbs, most of them would be punished by increasing the number of days they had to gather medicinal herbs.
In order to save Mo Wen, Su Wan 'er not only gave up on gathering medicinal herbs, but she also got into a conflict with her senior brothers and sisters in the sect. She was severely punished by the sect. In the next month, she had to go down the mountain to gather medicinal herbs every day. She also had to complete a certain number of tasks. Otherwise, the time she had to gather medicinal herbs would be extended. If she didn't complete the task after more than five days, she might even be expelled from the sect.
There were many things weighing on Su Wan 'er every day. She had no time to take care of Mo Wen.
"Go and do what you need to do."
Mo Wen nodded. He needed to rest now and didn't want anyone to disturb him.
In the next few days, Mo Wen lay in the wooden hut, motionless like a living dead. His injuries were rather serious and would most likely be difficult to heal in a short period of time. However, after a few days of rest, his condition was better than it had been a few days ago. He slowly regained feeling in various parts of his body, but he still couldn't get out of bed. Walking was still a problem.
Every day, Su Wan 'er left early and returned late. Mo Wen could only see her in the morning and at night. Every time she came, she would bring Mo Wen a lot of food, as well as some healing medicinal soup. The people in the mountains had some medical skills. The ancient martial art practitioners of the ancient martial arts sects were even more proficient in this field. Su Wan 'er often went down the mountain to gather medicinal herbs and was very familiar with medicinal herbs. She could even treat some common illnesses.
However, after a few days of observation, Su Wan 'er increasingly discovered that something was wrong with Mo Wen. His injuries were too serious. They didn't seem to be ordinary injuries. The medicinal soup she brewed did not seem to have any effect. This conclusion made Su Wan 'er feel somewhat heavy. She was afraid that her medical skills were not up to par. In the long run, if she missed the best time to treat Mo Wen, not only would she not be able to save Big Brother Mo, but she would also harm him.
Su Wan 'er was anxious. It was not that there were no elders in the sect who were proficient in medical skills. Every sect had some people who specialized in medical skills. After all, it was common for people in ancient martial arts sects to get injured. The sect could not lack people who were proficient in medical skills.
However, the elders in the sect who were proficient in medical skills were all people of high status in the sect. It would be difficult for Su Wan 'er to even see them, let alone invite them over to treat Mo Wen's illness. In the past few days, Su Wan 'er had been trying to find a good doctor for Mo Wen, but she had found nothing.
"Big Brother Mo, let me tell you a piece of good news. I have finally invited Sect Younger Uncle Yuan from the sect to treat you. He is proficient in medical skills and has saved many people. He is a famous doctor in the sect."
As usual, Su Wan 'er ran over to Mo Wen's place early in the morning. Today was different from the past. There was a hint of joy on her face, and even her footsteps were much lighter.
"Oh, thank you, Wan 'er," Mo Wen said with a smile.
He leaned against the headboard of the bed. After a few days, he could already sit up. He could even get off the bed and take a few steps. However, he could not walk naturally like a normal person. The power of thunder in his body had been worn down by Ji Wuya's power of inheritance and had been reduced slightly. At least, it left some gaps in Mo Wen's body. He was no longer as impregnable as before.
Mo Wen reckoned that if the power of thunder in his body could be reduced by twenty percent, he would be able to resist the destructive power in his body. He would be able to force the power of thunder out of his body bit by bit and gradually repair his body. Before long, he would be able to completely recover.
"Big Brother Mo, hurry up and eat. Sect Younger Uncle Yuan said that he would be here soon," Su Wan 'er said excitedly.
As long as Sect Younger Uncle Yuan came to treat Big Brother Mo, he would most likely be able to recover very quickly. She placed a plate of dinner in front of Mo Wen. Mo Wen had been able to eat on his own for the past few days. Because Su Wan 'er left early and returned late every day, she could not take care of Mo Wen. Hence, she let Mo Wen eat plain rice in the morning to fill his stomach.
After Mo Wen finished eating, Su Wan 'er did not leave immediately like she usually did. Instead, she waited in the house for Sect Younger Uncle Yuan to come and treat Mo Wen.
However, she waited for two hours. Sect Younger Uncle Yuan said that he would be here soon, but now, two hours had passed and he had not come.
Su Wan 'er was like an ant on a hot pan. She became more and more anxious. She stood for a moment, then sat, and then paced around the house. She had a mission to gather medicinal herbs every day. If she delayed it any longer, she would not be able to complete her mission for the day.
If she did not complete her mission in a day, she would be severely punished.
"Wan 'er, if you have something to do, go ahead. I am not in a hurry," Mo Wen advised.
He could naturally tell what Su Wan 'er was thinking. This girl was already so anxious, but she still stayed in the house and did not leave. Sect Younger Uncle Yuan had probably long forgotten about this matter. Only the heavens knew when he would come.
"Big Brother Mo, I don't have anything to do today. Let's wait a little longer."
Su Wan 'er tried her best to smile, but her smile seemed forced no matter how one looked at it. If she left and Sect Younger Uncle Yuan did not see her when he came here, what if he did not treat Mo Wen in a fit of anger? (To be continued.)
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