Uncle Yu rushed over with Tian Yong.
When he saw his master's condition, Uncle Yu became extremely agitated.
He rushed straight to the stretcher and stared at his injured master...
"Song Decai, Song Decai..."
I hurriedly said to Uncle Yu,
"Uncle Yu, Master's condition is critical. He needs to be taken to the hospital immediately."
"Yes, yes, look at me. Quick, quick..."
Uncle Yu hurriedly said.
We continued running forward, with Uncle Yu and Tian Yong following alongside us.
"Song Decai, damn it, you better hold on. Hold on..."
Uncle Yu's voice was choked with emotion as he spoke.
Though the two usually argued fiercely, they had grown up together since childhood and traveled far and wide with their master. They were not brothers by blood, but their bond had long since become part of their flesh and blood.
"The wound is this big. Who the hell did this to him?"
Uncle Yu asked.
As I carried the stretcher, I replied,
"Master's injury was probably sustained back in the Qilian Mountains.
He used a secret technique to force himself to make it back. Only after the fierce battle in the valley did he suddenly collapse.
But don't worry, Uncle Yu. Although Master's condition is critical,
he'll definitely be fine. I still have the Fleshblood Fruit with Aunt Tang, and she's making the Life-Preserving Pill.
Once we get down the mountain, I'll contact Aunt Tang and have her bring it over.
Master will definitely be all right..."
After hearing me out, Uncle Yu immediately nodded.
"That's good, that's good..."
As we spoke, we had already rushed onto the dirt road at the foot of the mountain and continued running downhill.
Behind us, Tian Yong kept passing us bamboo tubes.
He said they contained medicinal broth brewed by Uncle Yu. He could