Chapter 2947
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The pungent stench of blood filled every corner of the room as blood dripped onto the floor. Qiao Chu was covered from head to toe in bandages as he sat upon a chair. In the spacious room, there were two beds laid out, and Hua Yao and Fan Zhuo, with their faces covered in blood, were lying upon two separate beds.
At the bedside, the person with his face wrapped in gauze sat quietly. Only Bai Mo stood by Fan Zhuo's bedside with a depressed look.
"Little Xie." Qiao Chu noticed Jun Wu Xie's arrival and he suddenly stood up from the chair. The blood and dust on his unwashed face covered his facial features. His eyes were red and full of grief.
Jun Wu Xie walked into the room with her eyes wide open. At this moment, her mind had become blank.
At the moment when she saw the restaurant on fire, she had already guessed that something had happened. But … she did not expect that things would be so serious.
"You … you should take a look at Brother Hua and Little Zhuo." Qiao Chu's eyes were a little warm. He did not know how he had survived the period after he came back.
Jun Wu Xie took a deep breath and walked to the bedside without saying a word. Looking at the unconscious Hua Yao and Fan Zhuo, she did not say anything. She raised her hand and summoned Little Lotus, Poppy, Blood Velvet and the other ring spirits. The little black cat also jumped onto her shoulder. Without Jun Wu Xie saying anything, the little black cat already knew what she wanted to do. It immediately raised its paw and directed the six ring spirits to get busy.
Jun Wu Xie took out all the life-saving elixirs from the Cosmos Sack. Her eyes were so cold that Nangong Lie did not dare to say a word. The whole room was so quiet that it was a little shocking. Qiao Chu stood nervously at the side, watching Jun Wu Xie's hands flying, constantly treating the fatal injuries on Hua Yao and Fan Zhuo's bodies.
Regardless of whether it was Hua Yao or Fan Zhuo, their injuries could not be delayed any longer. Nangong Lie had secretly invited two physicians over, but for such serious injuries, they could not do anything. Fortunately, in his panic, Qiao Chu still remembered that Jun Xie had prepared some life-saving elixirs for each of them. He hurriedly gave them to Hua Yao and the others, and only then were they able to delay until Jun Xie returned.
Otherwise …
Not to mention waiting for Jun Xie to return, they would all be dead by then.
Jun Wu Yao stood behind Jun Wu Xie, not saying a word. At this moment, Jun Wu Xie did not need any consolation. Every minute and every second was like a race with the Grim Reaper.
Bai Mo stood at the side, his little white face was covered with small scars, but compared to Fan Zhuo who was lying on the bed, he was much better. If it was any other time, he would have been shocked to see the ring spirits summoned by Jun Wu Xie. But now, his whole face was astonishingly pale, his eyes were fixed on Fan Zhuo's scarred face, and his fists were clenched at his side.
Jun Wu Xie did not dare to slow down the treatment of any one of them and could only proceed at the same time. Her hands were so fast that they left afterimages in the air and Nangong Lie who was at the side could not see what she was doing at all. He could only see that the wounds on Fan Zhuo and Hua Yao's bodies were healing up at a speed visible to the naked eye. The colour on the two men's faces was improving bit by bit as time passed, and even their breathing was much stronger than before.
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