Romantic Medical Immortal

Chapter 618: Chapter 618: A Narrow Escape from Death

"I said that recently no one can leave the mountain. Yang Cheng couldn’t beat that villain; if you go out, it will only be certain death!"

Yun Chan’s expression was serious, her cold gaze swept over the crowd, and they were immediately frightened into lowering their heads.

"The poison inside Yang Cheng’s body cannot be treated with ordinary medicine. I don’t understand pharmacology, and right now, we can only try using the Purifying Spirit Spring."

Yesterday, she applied herbs grown inside the cave of the Purifying Spirit Spring to Yang Cheng, but they couldn’t entirely remove the poison. She really had no other method; the Purifying Spirit Spring might be the only way.

Yun Chan glanced around and found the large gourd by the bedside, filled heavily with the Purifying Spirit Spring, still unused for Ni Qingyao to drink.

As soon as the bottle was opened, a refreshing aroma permeated the air. The crowd couldn’t sense the rich Spiritual Energy, only feeling elated and completely refreshed.

"I’ve never seen so much Purifying Spirit Spring before! The village chief certainly is generous!"

"Indeed! Even the best-performing villagers each year only receive a small bowl, but he gets to drink so much. Truly envious of the Little Divine Doctor."

The villagers were somewhat envious, knowing that the Purifying Spirit Spring is roughly enough to fill two gourds each year, and there’s simply not enough to go around for everyone.

It’s reserved for some not-so-healthy youths or those who’ve made enormous contributions to the village.

"No need for such sarcasm; I’ve told you earlier that Yang Cheng enlightened the village, and this Purifying Spirit Spring is to thank him. Plus, his injury was to save me; if it weren’t for him, I might have died on the mountain two days ago."

Yun Chan frowned unhappily, taking out a knife and forcefully cutting Yang Cheng’s back.

"As the village chief of Hidden Cloud Village, I receive a bowl of Purifying Spirit Spring annually. Yang Cheng is my lifesaver, and I’m willing to give up my share from two to three years for him. Now, you have nothing to say, right?"

The villagers lowered their heads in some shame.

Uncle Pan was the first to step forward, saying, "Village chief, don’t dock your share. The Little Divine Doctor is the savior of our entire village; using a jug of Purifying Spirit Spring is only right."

"Yes! Let’s not forget that the Little Divine Doctor cured your ailments and helped enlighten so many young ladies ready for marriage. If he hadn’t been so exhausted these days, perhaps his injuries wouldn’t be so severe."

The burly Wang Kui spoke in agreement, leaving the crowd speechless.

Yun Chan sighed in relief and continued to knife Yang Cheng’s wound, but even with great effort, she couldn’t leave a mark on him.

Seeing her struggle, Da Shan quickly spoke, "Village Chief Yun, why don’t I do it? Tell me what to do."

"You open Yang Cheng’s wound and squeeze out the poisonous blood."

Yun Chan instructed, concluding that the hurried treatment the previous night left some residual poison.

"Okay!"

Da Shan nodded, exerting every ounce of strength to cut a small wound on his back, then continued widening it.

Having completed this, Da Shan was already sweating profusely.

This was still in his unconscious state; an ordinary knife couldn’t hurt him. If he were awake, a knife stabbing his body would break.

Da Shan’s hands trembled as he squeezed the wound, black blood soon oozing out, emitting a pungent odor.

"Be careful; the poison is strong. Don’t get it on your skin."

Yun Chan immediately warned, having witnessed the prowess of Corpse Poison, which can swiftly dissolve a person upon contact.

The crowd followed suit in nervousness, holding their breath, not daring to interrupt Da Shan.

His hands shook, squeezing out the black blood, briefly wiping with a clean cloth before discarding it.

After repeating the process five times, the blood finally turned a normal dark red color.

"Village chief, what do we do now?"

Da Shan wiped the sweat from his forehead, his nervousness soaking his clothes.

Yun Chan remembered there was a herb left from yesterday, which Yang Cheng said should be reserved to make medicine for the villagers, but it had to be used to save him now.

She immediately got up and went to the courtyard, retrieved the herb from her basket, crushed it, and added some Purifying Spirit Spring, applying it to Yang Cheng’s wound.

Da Shan hurriedly grabbed a bandage, wrapping it around Yang Cheng’s body, finally taking some action to treat his wound.

"Lift Yang Cheng up; I’ll feed him some Purifying Spirit Spring."

As Yun Chan spoke, several men stepped forward to lift Yang Cheng while she pinched his jaw, trying to get the liquid inside.

However, with Yang Cheng in a coma, he couldn’t open his mouth; wasting normal medicine wouldn’t matter, but this was the Purifying Spirit Spring, too precious to squander.

After brief pondering, Yun Chan poured a mouthful of Purifying Spirit Spring into her mouth, then embraced Yang Cheng’s neck and kissed him.

Sounds of gasps echoed around them; the crowd watched this scene in utter shock.

In their hearts, Yun Chan was pure, untouchable, yet she was now publicly kissing Yang Cheng.

Yun Chan was aware that the villagers might criticize her, but at this moment, she couldn’t care about that—she only wanted Yang Cheng to live.

Their lips and teeth intertwined, and Yang Cheng, seemingly familiar with her taste even in his coma, unconsciously opened his mouth, sucking in the sweet Purifying Spirit Spring.

Watching them kiss, married women and unmarried girls blushed; they also wanted to experience that feeling.

Yun Chan fed him three large mouthfuls of Purifying Spirit Spring before stopping, her cheeks flushed, breathing becoming rapid.

She gently swirled the Purifying Spirit Spring but decided not to continue feeding. Originally, the gourd should have had enough for Ni Qingyao to drink, but now it’s certainly not enough; she’ll have to take it step by step.

Seeing Yang Cheng’s steady breathing, everyone sighed in relief, and Kong Lingwen hastily asked, "Village Chief Yun, has the poison been neutralized? When can Yang Cheng wake up?"

"I’m not sure; soon we’ll send Yang Cheng to my house, and I’ll keep a constant eye on him. If any complications arise, I’ll continue to feed him the Purifying Spirit Spring."

Besides merely giving him Purifying Spirit Spring, being a cultivator herself, she could use True Qi to control the poison’s spread if necessary.

She’s really not versed in pharmacology or detoxification methods. If Yang Cheng could wake up and guide her, that would be ideal.

"I’ll dismantle the door!"

Da Shan took action immediately, then called on some strong men to lift Yang Cheng, sending him to Yun Chan’s home.

"Village chief, why don’t I also stay to care for Yang Cheng? I’m really worried."

Kong Lingwen felt bitter, her beautiful eyes reddening.

"Rest assured, I can take care of him. The poison on him is very potent, and it’s best for fewer people to be in contact."

After Yun Chan spoke, she turned and left.

Kong Lingwen wanted to follow but was held back by Ni Qingyao, who advised, "Forget it, Village Chief Yun is willing to give such precious Purifying Spirit Spring to Xiaochen; she’ll surely do her best to heal him. We wouldn’t be of much help if we went."