"Hiss."
Shou He bared his teeth in pain.
"Dear, you should let these injuries heal for ten days or half a month first." Bu Canghua's eyes were full of heartache as she carefully applied the medicine. Even her voice carried a trace of reproach. "Didn't the old immortal know there isn't a single uninjured spot on your body, that you need to nourish yourself with vital energy and blood? How could he still..."
Shou He shook his head. "The old immortal had no choice either."
"Besides, the old immortal saved our lives."
"Even if it was a life-saving favor, he can't drain your vital energy and blood like this! In your condition, how many lives do you have to spare?" Bu Canghua let out a long sigh. She knew she could not say much; the moment she did, Shou He would push back. She told him to go talk to the old immortal, yet he would not. Like a stuffy gourd, he only knew how to obey orders.
How could people like them meddle in the affairs of great figures?
If this kept up, one day he would throw away his own life trying to save others.
"My wife also said the Land of Divine Prohibition suppresses cultivation severely. My skills are still passable. If I switched to cultivation and could not adapt in time, wouldn't that ruin the old immortal's great undertaking?"
Shou He slowly bandaged the wound on his arm and smiled. "There are pills to aid the circulation of vital energy and blood. It is not too serious either way."
"It's nothing."
As he spoke, he patted the back of Bu Canghua's hand, telling her not to worry.
"But this cannot go on."
Tears swirled in Bu Canghua's eyes. "Why not have the old immortal undo the