Inside the bedroom, the smell of medicine mixed with the stench of blood, enough to make one retch. Su Changfeng lay on the bed, his face white as paper and his breathing weak. A saber wound so deep that bone showed ran across his chest. Though it had received simple bandaging, blood still seeped out without stop. An old servant of the Su Family was frantically trying to stop the bleeding, but with little effect.
"Patriarch Su!" He Yuanshan rushed forward in a single stride. Seeing Su Changfeng's miserable state, his heart sank.
Lin Chen went straight to the bedside, extended two fingers, and placed them on Su Changfeng's wrist. A stream of pure spiritual power slowly entered Su Changfeng's body.
A moment later, Lin Chen's brows furrowed slightly. Su Changfeng's injuries were extremely severe. Not only had the wound on his chest penetrated deep into his lungs and organs, but many of his meridians had also been damaged. Worse still, a cold and alien true qi was raging within him, constantly destroying his vitality. Had he not possessed late-stage Qi Refining Realm cultivation himself, he would likely have died on the spot long ago.
"Young Master Lin, Changfeng, he..." Seeing Lin Chen, the old servant seemed to have grasped his last lifesaving straw, his voice choked with sobs.
"He can still be saved," Lin Chen said calmly. He then flipped his hand and took out a Healing Pill he had refined earlier from his storage pouch, directly placing it into Su Changfeng's mouth. Then, with his fingers formed like a sword, he tapped several major acupoints on Su Changfeng's chest. A gentle yet domineering stream of spiritual power entered his body, beginning to drive out that cold alien true qi and repair his damaged meridians.
He Yuanshan watched anxiously