Looking at Lin Lang lying in the carriage, Lan Fenghuang nearly burst into tears.
How had this happened?
With talent like Big Brother Lin's, such a crushing blow must have been hard to bear. So even though she felt terrible herself, she held back her tears. She could not let Big Brother Lin feel that he was being pitied.
She was no match for Heavenly Saber Song Que now, but she would still do everything she could to avenge Big Brother Lin.
And not one of the people who had tried to assassinate Big Brother Lin along the way could be spared!
Jiang Xiaoyu walked over, lifted Lin Lang onto his back, and carried him into the stockade.
After laying him on the bed, Jiang Xiaoyu caught his master's look and walked out looking injured himself. He asked Elder Wu for a room to "enter seclusion and heal."
Some people looked thoughtful after seeing the state of Lin Lang and his disciple Jiang Xiaoyu.
Soon, only Lin Lang and Lan Fenghuang remained in the room. Lan Fenghuang rested her fingers on his wrist.
Hmm? His pulse is strong, neither floating nor sunken. These are signs of abundant blood and qi, vigorous organs, and balanced yin and yang. There isn't the slightest sign of injury.
She did not dare send her poisonous True Qi into Lin Lang's meridians, but she felt around his body a few times.
This doesn't seem like ruptured veins either. Otherwise, there would have to be blockages and swelling. The surface of his body would never look like this.
Huh?
I'm examining Lin Lang's body. Whose hand is that on me?
"Finished examining me? Let me examine you too."
Lan Fenghuang was stunned. Lin Lang had actually sat up. His pale face had regained its healthy flush,