Chapter 6700 Waste

If others saw this young man, they would definitely think that he was a dead man who had already passed away.

The process of brewing Chinese medicine is very long, and it took six or seven hours to complete the process.

Just like every other day, the old man in black robe forcefully poured Chinese medicine into the young man's mouth.

Looking at the young man's still lifeless appearance, the old man frowned tightly, then relaxed slightly.

Although the young man still hasn't improved much, compared with half a month ago, he has gotten much better.

At least, the young man is no longer completely without vital signs.

At least, the old man can already feel the low temperature of the young man's body, and can vaguely feel the beating of the veins in the young man's body.

Although this physical sign is very slight, it is enough to ignite a glimmer of hope in the old man's heart, a glimmer of hope that he will not give up.

After doing all this, the old man walked out of the wooden house and looked at the sky, which was approaching evening.

He put a backpack on his back and walked toward the barren mountains.

The magic medicine and herbs he brought out have been used up within half a month.

Now, he needs to go into the mountains to collect herbs in person. Even if it is almost impossible to collect rare and rare herbs, it is better than nothing!

Another three days of such a boring and extremely ordinary life passed in the blink of an eye!

Until today, which is the eighteenth day after the young man fell into coma.

The old man in black robe is still doing what he has been doing for eighteen days.

After helping the young man give him traditional Chinese medicine, the old man in black robe went into the mountains to collect medicine again.

Not long after he left, in the dark wooden house.

The young man lying on the hard bed suddenly let out a slight groan.

Immediately afterwards, his eyelids began to twitch, and his brows tightened and relaxed, giving people the feeling that he wanted to open his eyes but could not do so despite all his efforts.

Chen Liuhe only felt that he had had a long, long dream.

In his dream, he was confused and his thoughts were scattered, unable to gather them together at all.

All he knew was that he was in a sea of ​​blood, floating around in the blood-red water.

The sea of ​​​​blood is boundless, with no light and no end. The whole world is scarlet, strange and evil.

Suddenly, his mind cleared up. In the deep sea, he swam desperately toward the surface, but no matter how hard he tried, he seemed unable to swim out of the sea.

He was struggling and thrashing wildly in the sea water.

He wanted to shout loudly, but he couldn't make any sound.

During this process, his heart was filled with fear and despair, as well as anxiety and urgency.

"Crash!" Suddenly, water splashed everywhere, and he finally emerged from the blood-red sea water and floated on the surface.

At the same time, Chen Liuhe's eyes suddenly opened.

Chen Liuhe, who had been in a coma for eighteen days, finally woke up and opened his eyes.

What struck his eyes was a simple and dilapidated roof, and the air was filled with the pungent and strong smell of Chinese medicine, which made Chen Liuhe frown deeply.

He rolled his eyes and took a hard look at the surrounding situation. The furnishings in the wooden house were simple and simple. Apart from the bed and a wooden table, there were almost no other objects.

What is this place?

Chen Liuhe's thinking gradually became clearer, and this was the first thought that came to his mind.

He still remembered the danger he experienced before he fell into coma. The tragedy and tragedy were still vivid in his mind.

Chen Liuhe's nerves trembled violently, and he instinctively wanted to sit up.

But he found that he didn't have any strength in his body, and his body seemed to have nothing to do with him, making him unable to control it.

"What's wrong with me?

Where am I?

I'm alive?

!”

Chen Liuhe's face flashed with pain.

He wanted to move, but he couldn't move even though he tried his best.

He is too weak now, as weak as he has ever been.

"Have I been rescued?

Who saved me?

Master Yingtian and Master Wuming?"

Chen Liuhe thought, he opened his chapped and pale lips and called twice, but he didn't get any response.

Thoughts were running through his mind, but at this moment he could do nothing.

After several efforts, Chen Liuhe finally had to admit the current fact that made him sad and desperate.

Apart from lying here, he couldn't even move a finger.

"It's a miracle that you can survive, right?"

Chen Liuhe murmured in a low voice, with a bitter smile on his lips.

At the moment when his blood and vitality were burning, Chen Liuhe was ready to wait for death.

At that time, he fought with the belief that even if he died, he would be able to support Ramu in subduing the dragon.

He clearly remembered that Ruimu Jianglong died without a complete body, and was crushed on the spot by the terrifying power of Bo Tianshu.

"I don't know how long I was unconscious. What's the situation outside now?"

Chen Liuhe, who could not rest for a moment, began to think suddenly and became worried.

In this state of random thoughts, I don’t know how much time has passed. In short, the sky outside has become dim and gradually dark!

"Squeak"

Suddenly, the sound of the wooden door being pushed open sounded. Chen Liuhe was slightly startled, turned his head with difficulty, and looked at the door.

Suddenly, he saw a man wrapped in a black robe walking in, carrying a bamboo basket on his back.

Obviously, the old man in black robe also sensed Chen Liuhe's awakening at the first moment.

The old face hidden behind the black scarf revealed a look of surprise.

Without even having time to put down the bamboo basket, the old man quickly flashed in front of Chen Liuhe.

He stretched out two fingers and pinched Chen Liuhe's veins.

The old man in black robe was taking Chen Liuhe's pulse and checking Chen Liuhe's condition.

During this process, the old man's brows sometimes frowned, sometimes relaxed, and finally returned to normal.

"Who are you?

Did you save me?"

Chen Liuhe looked at the extremely strange man in front of him and made an extremely weak voice.

This person is very strange. He is covered by a black robe from top to bottom, and even his face is covered with a black scarf, making it impossible to tell what he looks like.

But through his eyes and brows, Chen Liuhe could also see that this was probably an elderly man.

Chen Liuhe was also absolutely certain that he had never seen this old man before, he was extremely unfamiliar and had no recollection of him at all.

"call."

After checking Chen Liuhe's pulse, the old man in black robe exhaled slightly, feeling relieved.

Seeing that the old man didn't answer what he meant, Chen Liuhe spoke again: "How is my situation now?

Isn’t it very bad?”

"I have lost my intuition all over my body and cannot move. Am I going to be like this for the rest of my life?"
Chapter completed!