Using Mouth to Deliver Medicine
The people of the Jiuhan Temple specialized in Ice Cultivation Techniques.
After years of cultivation, their hearts seemed to have been frozen, and they had long lost their seven emotions and six desires.
However, at this moment, Ye Qianhan's frozen heart began to throb.
Today, she had experienced too many things.
Under the joint attack of Liu Shiyun and Gu Jingtian, she had been seriously injured and had almost given up on herself. However, at the moment of life and death, Chu Xingyun had descended like a god and rescued her from the gates of hell with a domineering attitude.
After that, she had fallen into a storm of starlight. It was Chu Xingyun who had saved her from danger. Furthermore, he had used his own flesh and blood to block all the starlight so that she was not hurt at all.
She had never seen such a thing in the Jiuhan Temple, let alone personally experience it. At her weakest and most helpless moment, this kind of warmth had come at the right time and almost melted the ice in her heart.
After all, no matter how shrewd Ye Qianhan was, or how cruel and ruthless her methods were, she knew nothing about relationships because of the Jiuhan Temple's suppression.
In particular, Chu Xingyun's words just now were too affectionate. The emotions that Ye Qianhan had suppressed for a long time finally exploded at this moment. The ice that had sealed her heart also began to crack at this moment.
Of course, Ye Qianhan did not notice the subtle changes in her heart. She only felt that her thoughts were a little chaotic. The more she stared at Chu Xingyun's face, the faster her heart beat.
Pfft!
At this moment, Chu Xingyun's body trembled. An arrow of blood spurted out from his mouth. An incomparably painful expression appeared on his face as he curled up on the ground.
Ye Qianhan was shocked by this scene. She looked down and could not help but suck in a breath of cold air.
In her field of vision, the injuries on Chu Xingyun's body were actually worsening nonstop. The piercing wounds had already reached his internal organs. Not only were there shattered bones in the blood that flowed out, but there were also fragments of his internal organs.
Ye Qianhan stretched out her right hand and placed it on Chu Xingyun's abdomen. She frowned.
"That starlight is indeed strange. Although it has already disappeared, there's still some power remaining in Luo Yun's body. Right now, not only is his body injured, even his Spiritual Sea is greatly affected.
"If we don't treat him in time, he will definitely die from excessive blood loss in less than fifteen minutes." Ye Qianhan calculated Chu Xingyun's injuries. At this time, Chu Xingyun spat out a few more mouthfuls of blood. His eyes rolled back and he fainted on the spot.
It was also at this moment that the injuries on Chu Xingyun's body began to worsen at a speed visible to the naked eye. His heart, which had been beating vigorously all this time, gradually became exhausted and lifeless.
"Since you once saved me, this time, I'll treat it as repaying the debt of gratitude." Ye Qianhan muttered in a low voice. As if she had made a decision, she flipped her hand and took out a purple pill that emitted a faint cold air.
This purple pill was called the Purple Spirit Iceheart Pill. It was a sacred healing medicine that was exclusive to the Jiuhan Temple.
As long as the Purple Spirit Iceheart Pill was consumed, its medicinal power would turn into frost and travel through the meridians of the body. It would freeze all the wounds and prevent them from worsening, allowing them to quickly heal.
This pill was extremely precious and ranked at the eighth grade. Even in the rich and powerful Jiuhan Temple, it was considered a sacred medicine. Even with Ye Qianhan's status, she only had two of them.
She looked at the unconscious Chu Xingyun and took a deep breath. Then, she put the Purple Spirit Iceheart Pill into her mouth and carefully crushed it into powder.
Whoosh!
Ye Qianhan gently opened her red lips and a wisp of cold air that contained pure medicinal power slowly drifted out from her mouth. Then, she closed her eyes and lowered her head, pressing her lips tightly against Chu Xingyun's mouth!
She was actually using her mouth to deliver the medicine!
At this moment, Ye Qianhan's body trembled and she unconsciously let out a delicate cry.
She did not open her eyes, but she could feel a masculine aura that was unique to a man. It rushed towards her, causing her already beating heart to become even more agitated and chaotic. Her mind was spinning.
After a while, the medicinal power finally dissipated.
Almost at the same time, Ye Qianhan suddenly stood up and took a few steps back. Only then did she open her beautiful eyes. On her beautiful face, there was no longer the usual coldness. Instead, it was dyed with a crimson red.
"Luo Yun is seriously injured and has already lost all consciousness. Even if he consumed the Purple Spirit Iceheart Pill, he would not be able to refine and absorb it. I did this purely to save him. If not for this, he would have died without a doubt." Ye Qianhan's heart was beating so fast that even her words were a little jumbled.
She resentfully turned her head and looked at Chu Xingyun. When she saw that the latter's injuries were no longer bleeding and his breathing was gradually stabilizing, she finally heaved a sigh of relief. A satisfied smile unconsciously surfaced on her face.
"With the medicinal power of the Purple Spirit Iceheart Pill, he should be able to wake up in a day." Ye Qianhan whispered to herself. With a flip of her hand, she took out another Purple Spirit Iceheart Pill and swallowed it.
Liu Shiyun's Purple Star Wu Ling had an endless suppressive power. This power still remained in Ye Qianhan's body, causing her to be unable to circulate her Spiritual Sea.
At this moment, the crisis had been resolved. It was time for her to focus on recovering from her injuries.
Buzz!
With the consumption of the Purple Spirit Iceheart Pill, an extremely pure medicinal power spread throughout her body. The medicinal power turned into cold air. When it came into contact with Ye Qianhan's Spiritual Sea, it immediately became excited and accelerated the recovery of her injuries.
An hour later, a muffled sound came from Ye Qianhan's body. She suddenly opened her eyes and slightly opened her mouth. A faint purple starlight floated out. When it came into contact with the air, it immediately dissipated into nothingness.
"The purple light has dissipated. I can finally circulate my Spiritual Sea." Ye Qianhan spat out a word. Her Spiritual Sea trembled slightly. A weak spiritual power slowly flowed out and happily swam through her meridians.
But just as she was rejoicing, behind Ye Qianhan, Chu Xingyun, who was still unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. His body, which had yet to recover from his serious injuries, even jumped up!
"Hmm?"
Ye Qianhan gradually recovered from her injuries. Naturally, she could sense this abnormality. A look of disbelief immediately appeared on her face. She exclaimed, "It's only been an hour. How could Luo Yun have recovered?"
Her eyes were filled with doubt. She focused her gaze and discovered that Chu Xingyun's body had become abnormally red. His entire body was emitting a thick pure Yang aura. His eyes were red as he walked over step by step.
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