"Martial Mother." Lin Taichu's voice was choked with emotion. He had never expected to see Martial Mother at a time like this.
Martial Mother walked to Lin Taichu's side, crouched gently, and reached out to stroke his cheek. "Taichu, you've suffered."
Tears streamed down Lin Taichu's face uncontrollably. He clutched Martial Mother's hand tightly, as though grasping the last straw of his life.
"Martial Mother, I..." Lin Taichu wanted to say something, but the words caught in his throat.
Martial Mother gently patted his hand. "Taichu, I know the pain in your heart. But you must be strong, for yourself and for those who care about you."
Lin Taichu nodded. He knew Martial Mother was right. He could not simply give up like this.
Martial Mother stood and looked around before saying, "This is no place to stay. We must leave as soon as possible."
Lin Taichu tried to stand, but the pain from his injuries left him unable to move.
Martial Mother saw his difficulty. She took out a pill from her robe and handed it to Lin Taichu. "This is a healing pill. Take it first, and I'll tend to your wounds."
Lin Taichu accepted the pill and gave Martial Mother a grateful look before swallowing it. The pill dissolved the moment it entered his mouth, and a warm current swiftly spread through his body. His pain immediately eased considerably.
Martial Mother took out some simple medical tools and began treating Lin Taichu's wounds. Her movements were skilled and gentle, and she quickly bandaged him up.
"Martial Mother, thank you," Lin Taichu said sincerely.
The teacher's wife smiled faintly. "Taichu, you are my disciple. Of course I must take care of you. Now, we need to get out of here quickly."
Lin Taichu nodded. He knew Martial Mother