Chen Mu and the others hurried over, tension hanging in the air.
Chen Shurui took out a small treasure box, but just then, Chen Xiaojun raised his hand and hissed in pain, evidently tugging at his wound.
Chen Xiaojun gently pushed the little box away. "There's no need to use the Ancient Chen Pill. Use the Purple Cloud Silverleaf Pill instead."
Su Ningxia's delicate brows knitted at his words, her eyes full of worry. "But, Young Master, your injuries are so severe..."
Chen Xiaojun waved a hand lightly, cutting her off. "Listen to me."
The Ancient Chen Pill's medicinal power was fierce and required prolonged cultivation to absorb. But the Silver Wolf Saint King would arrive soon, and he did not have that luxury.
Although the Purple Cloud Silverleaf Pill was slightly less effective at healing injuries, it could swiftly soothe his meridians without requiring a lengthy digestion process, making it more suitable.
Just then, Chu Bo Han slowly approached, his expression grave.
Chen Xiaojun hurriedly asked, "Teacher Chu, how is Director Li doing?"
Chu Bo Han shook his head heavily, his voice low. "His injuries are extremely serious. His wounds are deep enough to expose bone, he's lost a great deal of blood, and his internal organs are badly damaged, already showing signs of rupture."
Chen Xiaojun's heart sank. He pressed, "Then what should we do now?"
Chu Bo Han sighed. "We've already given Director Li an emergency pill and performed some preliminary bandaging."
"Unfortunately, none of us is a Soul Master skilled in life-attribute healing techniques. We can't provide him with more extensive treatment."
Beside them, Chen Mu clenched his fists. "We can only hope this battle ends soon, so we can return to the academy as quickly as possible and seek better treatment for Director Li."