Looking at her pale and weak face, my heart ached.
An indescribable emotion kept fermenting in my heart.
The only thing that can save her now is the prescription she mentioned before she fell into coma.
During the two hours of waiting for the medicine to be cooked, every minute and second was torture for him.
He had never felt that time was so full. From time to time, he would run to the pharmacy to ask about the progress of their decoction, and then quickly return to the room.
The biggest problem right now is that Shang Longyue's aura is constantly weakening, as if God will take away her life at any time.
The red thread was tied to his monk Longyue's ring finger. The originally bright red thread had now become darker and darker, and even started to become a little transparent.
A bad premonition gradually crept into his mind, and Luo Wenyu frowned so hard that his eyebrows almost knitted together.
Shang Longyue is now suffering from severe hypothermia. If she continues, she won't be able to wait until the medicine is ready...
The red thread tied to his ring finger suddenly moved a few times, and Luo Wenyu took advantage of the situation and looked around.
The red thread is slowly absorbing the spiritual power in his body and transmitting it to Shang Yuyue's body.
Luo Wenyu's eyes lit up. He sat upright, condensing his spiritual power in the palm of his hand and transmitting it into the red line.
As expected, the speed and amount of spiritual power transmitted by the red line increased instantly.
When he lightly touched her fingertips, he clearly felt that her body temperature was not as cold as before.
He continued to increase the speed and amount of transmitting spiritual power.
After almost half of his spiritual power was transferred to her, her body temperature returned to normal slightly.
Luo Wenyu discovered that once he stopped transmitting spiritual power, Shang Yuyue's body temperature would drop rapidly.
In order to keep her body temperature normal, he continued to send spiritual energy to her.
Even Luo Wenyu would be overwhelmed by the loss of so much spiritual energy in a short period of time.
His physical condition began to become a little strenuous and tired, and he even broke out in sweats.
Even so, he did not stop transmitting spiritual power.
Although spiritual power can be restored on its own, if a person's spiritual power is exhausted due to use, he or she will be paralyzed or disabled, or his or her life will be lost.
According to Luo Wenyu's delivery intensity, his spiritual power cannot withstand the consumption.
Simply before his spiritual power was almost exhausted, the medicine he ordered people to take was ready. "Sir, Master, the medicine is ready." The young disciple's voice sounded outside the door.
He seemed to be very afraid of Luo Wenyu.
Luo Wenyu, "Yeah."
Luo Wenyu withdrew the transmitted spiritual power. The moment he stood up, his vision turned dark and his head felt extremely dizzy. He took a few unsteady steps and almost fell to the ground.
He put his hand on the table and the other hand on his forehead. He shook his head to regain consciousness.
The darkness in front of my eyes gradually dissipated from countless small black dots, and my vision became bright again.
He walked unsteadily towards the door. It was obviously only a few steps from the bed to the door, but he walked with such difficulty, as if it was about to kill him.
When Luo Wenyu opened the door, his eyes met the disciple's.
Luo Wenyu's pale face frightened the disciple holding the medicine and made him tremble.
Luo Wenyu, "What are you shaking?!"
When the disciple was shaking, Luo Wenyu was so frightened that his heart almost stopped. He was afraid that the man would spill the medicine.
After being scolded by Luo Wenyu, he stood stiffly on the spot, not daring to move or looking directly at Luo Wenyu.
"Gong, father-in-law, son... medicine..."
Luo Wenyu glanced at him displeased, took the medicine he was holding, turned around and walked into the room.
Luo Wenyu, "Close the door."
Young disciple, "Okay..."
After closing the door to the room, the young disciple let out a long sigh of relief, feeling like he had survived a catastrophe.
When he just opened his legs and walked forward, his center of gravity tilted because his legs were weak, and he fell to the ground in a panic.
Luo Wenyu walked towards Shang Longyue with the medicine in hand. When he was about to reach her, a heart-wrenching pain made his face become paler.
The dark pupils shrank sharply, and he gritted his teeth to keep his posture steady. He was holding medicine in his hand, and this medicine must not be spilled.
The spiritual power just transferred to Shang Longyue, the spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, and the backlash happened at this time.
He endured the excruciating pain and picked up the medicine.
He walked hard to Shang Longyue's side, picked up the spoon in the medicine bowl, and kept stirring the medicine in the bowl.
The medicine he had just boiled was very hot, so he had to make it warmer before giving it to her to drink.
His hands shaking the medicine were shaking, and he tried his best to control himself and fight against the severe pain in his body.
The veins on his forehead are tight, and the veins on his arms are clearly visible.
He took a small sip of the medicine. Just a small sip of the bitter taste made him feel very uncomfortable.
This bowl of medicine doesn't smell very bitter, but in fact it tastes almost painful to the point of death.
After the temperature was suitable, he sat next to Shang Longyue. Luo Wenyu opened her mouth slightly with his hand. He controlled the medicine in the bowl with his spiritual power, rolled up the water in the medicine bowl with his spiritual power, entered it into her mouth, and then
in the throat.
After feeding her the medicine, Luo Wenyu put the medicine bowl on the table aside.
The spiritual power in his body was almost exhausted, so he forcibly used his spiritual power to feed her medicine.
The pain caused by the backlash made it difficult for him to breathe.
Fresh air entered his lungs, but he felt like countless needles were pricking him.
The stinging pain cannot be described in words.
Not long after Shang Longyue drank the medicine, his complexion gradually recovered, but Luo Wenyu's complexion became very bad.
He moved his body to the end of the bed. Every time he moved, the intense pain intensified.
His clothes were wet with cold sweat.
Finally, he passed out from the pain.
The red thread tied between the two people's ring fingers emitted red fairy energy at this time, and the red fairy energy enveloped the entire room.
The door to the room was blocked by this force.
The two people in the room were surrounded by the power of the red thread.
Red immortal power continued to pour into Luo Wenyu's body. As the immortal power continued to pour in, his pale face began to regain its rosy color.
Together with the spiritual energy consumed in the body, it is recovering quickly.
The backlash effect was swept away by the power of the red thread, and he is now fine.
After Shang Longyue drank the medicine, her injuries were basically healed.
The prescriptions she gave Luo Wenyu were all the most powerful poisons.
The medicines in the prescription should be mutually reinforcing and have a restraining effect on each other. The prescription she told Luo Wenyu contained all potent poisonous herbs.
The fierce toxicity of these poisonous medicinal materials collides with each other to kill each other, and no one will give way to the other.
After the highly toxic poison entered her body, all her internal organs were occupied by them, and the toxicity took effect almost instantly.