Chapter 0071 – Life and Death (2 / 2)

Xiang Capsicum breathed a sigh of relief, “How hard can that be? Just use my blood. There is nothing we can lose now, and if it aggravates his condition instead-“

Xiang Capsicum sat down on the side of the unconscious Chen Zian, grabbed his hand, and gently pressed it against her side face, “Then, pay him for my life.”

Talking Cloud let out a long sigh and nodded to the medical officer beside him.

The bowl and knife came quickly, and without hesitation, Xiang Capsicum placed her wrist on the edge of the bowl and slashed her slender wrist with the knife. The crimson blood slowly flowed into the bowl and melted with the pill.

As the blood gradually infiltrated the pill, the originally black pill began to slowly dissolve, faintly glowing with a strange golden light.

Xiang Capsicum’s heart was delighted, and she was even more convinced that this was a miraculous elixir recorded in the ancient books.

When the pills were completely dissolved in the blood, Xiang Capsicum hastily wrapped her wrists roughly, then she took the porcelain bowl full of medicinal liquid, gently lifted up the unconscious Chen Zian, and slowly sent the medicinal liquid into his mouth.

Looking at Chen Zian, whose breathing gradually stabilized, Tan Yun instructed, “Apprentice, Master still has to go on his rounds, so you can keep watch here, and I’ve already taken leave of absence for you on King Rong’s side. If there is anything wrong with him, you can ring the bell at the door-“

This bell was brought here this morning. White Horse Monastery, all serious illnesses, are equipped with a copper bell, when the condition is critical, you can ring the bell to call the medical officer to come to the clinic.

Both were silent.

Xiang Capsicum respectfully sent Tan Yun away, and silence returned to the hall, with only a little candle flame swaying in the breeze, reflecting Xiang Capsicum’s pale face.

It was stormy outside the house, and Xiang Capsicum clutched Chen Zian’s hand tightly, praying for God’s favor.

But just after Talking Cloud had left for a small half hour, Chen Zian moaned in pain.

“It’s cold – it’s hot -“

Xiang Capsicum rushed forward to probe his forehead, and realized that his body temperature had actually become hot and cold, fluctuating.

Chen Zian’s face was distorted, seemingly enduring great pain. His face was sometimes flushed due to the high temperature, with bean-sized beads of sweat rolling down; at other times, it instantly became as white as paper, and his whole body trembled as if he was in the middle of a severe winter.

“How, how could this be?” Xiang Capsicum muttered, rushing to probe Chen Zian’s pulse, but could only feel a disorder.

Xiang Capsicum’s face steeply turned pale, never regretting so much that she was not a good healer, and that she did not have the slightest idea what kind of pulse this was.

Chen Zian was still moaning uncontrollably on the bed, and Xiang Capsicum felt deeply hopeless, so she could only kneel heavily towards the Buddha statue, hands folded, eyes full of pleading and helplessness, her mouth unable to stop reciting all the gods and goddesses she could remember.

“South Sea Goddess of Mercy Bodhisattva, Earth Store Venerable Master, Buddha Buddha, please save the second young master, slave girl is willing to use her own life span as a counterweight, please, please–“

Xiang Capsicum was not a believer in God and Buddha.

She always thought that she had never done a single bad thing, and if there was a god in the world, why had he watched her suffer so much over the years, and why had he watched those powerful people kill people in the countryside and get away with it?

But now, she had to put all her hopes in vain pleas to God.

In the flickering candlelight, the shadows of the incense capsule were cast on the ancient stone tiles, trembling slightly with each whisper of the sutra.

Chen Zian seemed to have had a big dream, in which he had arrived at the Palace of Hades, and was sentenced to the Shura Hell for the crime of disobedience, with half of his body thrown into a frying pan to be fried, and half of his body punished to be tortured in the ice and snow.

When he woke up again, he saw this picture.

He forcefully supported his upper body and laughed at Xiang Capsicum, “Xiang Capsicum, hasn’t anyone told you that it’s useless to improvise like this?”