PFC Chapter 234 Li Mochou is seriously injured
Chapter 234 Li Mochou is seriously injured
"See the sect master!"
When the guards disguised as shop assistants at the door saw Duan Zhengchun appear, they hurriedly bowed and greeted him, but Duan Zhengchun had already disappeared in a flash.
In the backyard room, Hong Lingbo led Duan Zhengchun quickly to Li Mochou.
At this moment, Li Mochou's face was purple, and she was almost on the verge of death. If it weren't for the fact that the Qingyi Guard had a unique antidote to suppress the poison in her body, she probably wouldn't have been able to hold on until Duan Zhengchun arrived.
"how's it going?!"
Duan Zhengchun asked with a stern face, his eyes filled with heartache and worry as he looked at Li Mochou.
He had many women around him, but Li Mochou was the only one who stayed at the Desolate City branch year-round and did not move into the Misty Rain Pavilion. He had mentioned it to her many times, but Li Mochou always refused.
Perhaps Li Mochou would feel at ease only if she did something for Duan Zhengchun, since without Duan Zhengchun, she wouldn't be who she is today.
Or perhaps, she simply couldn't face the fact that Duan Zhengchun had too many women around him. Although she had long accepted it, she couldn't convince herself to gather with other women and share Duan Zhengchun's love.
“Master is too deeply poisoned. Although the poison was suppressed with the Detoxification Pill, it still remains in her body. Moreover, due to the severe poisoning, her injuries cannot heal in time.”
"If we don't get an antidote soon, I'm afraid..."
Hong Lingbo frowned, looking helpless, her eyes filled with confusion and worry.
She has barely slept since her master was injured.
Upon hearing this, Duan Zhengchun's expression became extremely solemn. He immediately helped Li Mochou, who was lying motionless on the bed, to sit up, and then sat behind her, beginning to use his internal energy to expel the poison from her.
Xiaolongnu led her daughter into the room, glanced at Duan Zhengchun who was healing Li Mochou with his internal energy, then silently stood aside, looking worriedly at Li Mochou, whose forehead was gradually covered in sweat.
Although the two sisters had a very unpleasant falling out back then, they were still from the same school, and seeing Li Mochou on the verge of death, they couldn't help but feel worried.
After an unknown amount of time, Duan Zhengchun finally finished his practice and then carefully helped Li Mochou lie down.
After his internal energy treatment, Li Mochou's complexion improved significantly. However, due to the severity of the poisoning and the long delay, she could only place her hopes on the Indian monk who was on his way to completely cure her.
"How is she? Is she badly injured, Senior Sister?"
Xiaolongnu slowly approached, taking out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from Duan Zhengchun's forehead while asking him questions with concern.
"It's very heavy!"
"Although I have suppressed the poison in her body with my innate true energy, I can only hope that the Indian monk can bring her back to health if she can fully recover."
Duan Zhengchun shook his head solemnly and said in a deep voice.
Unlike Xiaolongnu and the other women, Li Mochou had been stationed at the Desolate City branch and had not cultivated the Innate Skill, otherwise she would not have been poisoned so severely.
"Don't worry, Senior Sister is a lucky person, she'll be fine."
"Didn't the Blue-Clad Guards already send word that the Indian monk will arrive in the desolate city in two days at most? It'll be soon."
Xiaolongnu forced a smile and whispered a word of comfort.
Duan Zhengchun nodded, then turned to Hong Lingbo beside him and said in a deep voice, "Have you found out what their background is?"
Hong Lingbo shook her head and said helplessly, "Not yet. Ever since the other party injured Master, they have completely disappeared. Now only Master has seen the murderer, and perhaps only she knows the other party's background."
“The people Master took with him all died. The only one who came back alive also breathed his last when he was taking Master to the gate of the branch, without being able to say a word.”
Upon hearing Hong Lingbo's reply, Duan Zhengchun's brows furrowed even more, and the restless murderous intent in his eyes was almost impossible to suppress.
The incident happened so suddenly that he suspected someone was after him again!
"Aunt Mochou, what's wrong? Does it hurt?"
"I am Ying'er..."
Just then, Ying'er appeared by the bedside without anyone noticing, carefully took Li Mochou's hand, and looked at the weak Li Mochou with concern.
Upon hearing the voice, Duan Zhengchun and Xiaolongnu looked up, their eyes simultaneously revealing a hint of tenderness.
Young Ying'er had no idea what Li Mochou had gone through, nor why Li Mochou was lying there motionless. She was just puzzled by Li Mochou's weak appearance.
Although she had only met Li Mochou once, she had never forgotten the kind aunt who had treated her so well.
The title "Auntie" was given to her by Li Mochou herself.
"Ying'er, be good. Auntie is fine. She's just tired and needs to rest. Let's not disturb her, okay?"
"Go out with Mom first, and come see Auntie later."
Little Dragon Girl slowly approached Ying'er, knelt down and whispered a few words of comfort, then picked up Ying'er and slowly left the room.
Duan Zhengchun looked at Li Mochou on the bed, raised his hand to signal everyone to leave, then silently sat down by the window and gently took Li Mochou's hand.
For Li Mochou, he always felt a little guilty, because Li Mochou was an extremely sentimental person. Perhaps it was because of this that, although she loved him deeply, she never wanted to live in Qixia Mountain.
He had secretly vowed that no matter who hurt Li Mochou, he would not let them off easily!
...
Two days later.
The Qingyi Guards finally delivered the Indian monk to the desolate city of Muye. As soon as they arrived at the branch headquarters, the Indian monk immediately began to detoxify Li Mochou.
After a day and a night of hard work, the Indian monk finally found a way to counteract the poison in Li Mochou's body. After much effort, Li Mochou, who had been unconscious for more than half a month, finally woke up.
"How does it feel?"
Looking at Li Mochou, whose face had turned from purple to white, Duan Zhengchun asked her a question with utmost gentleness.
Li Mochou didn't reply, but simply nodded silently. It wasn't that she didn't want to speak, but rather that she had so much to say that she couldn't express it all. When she opened her eyes and saw Duan Zhengchun standing in front of her, she was already so excited that she didn't know what to do.
Although she made a special trip back to Qixia Mountain a year ago, her longing for Duan Zhengchun had become increasingly heavy with each passing day.
"Don't worry, I'm here. You'll be fine. Focus on recovering and leave the rest to me."
Duan Zhengchun sat on the edge of the bed, gently stroking Li Mochou's hand, and said softly.
Li Mochou nodded affectionately, tears welling up in her eyes.
But soon she discovered that Little Dragon Girl had also arrived, standing to the side and smiling at her.
Whether out of shyness or embarrassment, Li Mochou withdrew her hand as if startled, and a blush crept onto her pale face.
"Aunt Mochou, are you alright?"
At this moment, Ying'er also ran happily to the bedside, tilted her head to look at Li Mochou, and asked curiously.
"Oh, it's Ying'er. Auntie is alright, thank you for your concern."
Li Mochou forced a smile and gently shook her head as she spoke.
It was clear that she really liked Ying'er.
Little Dragon Girl silently walked closer, stroking the obedient Ying'er without saying a word.
For these fellow disciples, some things are better left unsaid.
A moment later, Duan Zhengchun found an excuse to have Xiaolongnu take Ying'er out of the room. Then, he looked at Li Mochou seriously and asked softly, "Do you know the background of the person who injured you?"
Li Mochou nodded slightly and whispered, "They are from a branch of the Persian Religion in the Western Regions..."
Upon hearing this answer, Duan Zhengchun frowned. Although he had heard of the Persian sect, it seemed that they had always been active in the Western Regions and had never made any enemies with the martial arts world in the Central Plains.
Why would the Persians target the Blue-Clad Guards?
Duan Zhengchun hesitated for a moment, then asked with some confusion.
“I originally planned to open a new branch in the Western Regions, but it seems to be the territory of the Persian religion, so they took action against the new branch.”
"By the time I arrived with my men, the first group of guards to reach the new branch had all been killed. I originally planned to bury them and then seek revenge on the Persian Church, but they were even more brazen than I imagined, actually coming to us on their own initiative..."
Li Mochou sighed and told Duan Zhengchun the whole story, her words filled with sorrow.
"Persian religion..."
Duan Zhengchun silently recited the names of sects that only appeared in rumors of the martial arts world, and clenched his fists, his eyes already filled with killing intent.
He took both Li Mochou and the ordinary guards very seriously. Since they had provoked the conflict, this matter wouldn't be so easily resolved...