Seeing Yuan Jing weep bitterly, Liuliu and Ruan Qianqian, who knew nothing of medicine, also shed silent tears of sorrow.
Yuan Jing knew how critical these seven days were. If he failed to wake within that time, it would probably be much harder for him to wake afterward.
Just then, a large hand stroked Yuan Jing's small hand. She instinctively startled, then her tears turned to smiles.
"Brother Long, you're awake? You scared me to death!" Yuan Jing wiped the tears from her face in delighted surprise.
Liuliu and Ruan Qianqian likewise gathered around Wenlong, crying and laughing, moving him deeply.
With three wives beside him as he hovered on the thin line between life and death, he thought his life had been worth living.
"My wives, thank you for all your efforts. Help me sit up so I can circulate my energy and heal." Wenlong was still very weak, but healing himself with his own energy would be more effective.
The three helped him sit up, and Wenlong said no more. Healing came first. The Black-and-White Twin Dragons and Monkey Sun were still waiting for him to save their lives.
Of the four injured, Wenlong's injuries were the lightest. The others were all severely wounded.
At the very end, Wenlong had carried Monkey Sun with him and plunged into the Teleportation Array, narrowly escaping with his life.
Had the burly man in black's palm strike hit him, he would probably have died on the spot.
His escape this time could truly be described as life and death separated by a single thread.
Late that night, Wenlong slowly roused from his healing state and stopped circulating his energy.
"My wives, you three should go back first. Just have the ancestor come over." He should have continued healing, but he was