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Chapter 484 Aftermath of the Explosion, Healing of the Kirin Arm

As the morning sun shone through the sheer curtains, it bathed the luxurious hotel room in a soft golden light.

A faint scent of disinfectant lingered in the air, mingling with the aroma of woody incense, washing away the lingering stench of blood from last night's battle.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is a clear, sunny sky, and below it, the shimmering emerald sea.

Several white cruise ships, like leisurely swans, slowly rippled across the azure lake, their wakes gradually dissipating.

"Look, look! There's a woman in a bikini on that yacht, looks like she's filming an advertisement?"

Pan Wendi held up a high-powered telescope, with almost half of his body pressed against the glass.

His eyes widened, and his tone was full of excitement at discovering a new continent.

Lark tiptoed, trying to squeeze past him under his arm to share the same view:
"No way! Let me see!"

Without turning his head, Pan Wendi shielded himself with his arm and muttered:

"Go away, you little brat. What's it to you if you see pretty girls? Why are you getting involved?"

"so stupid!"

The lark, unconvinced, put her hands on her hips and let out a soft snort.
"Where there are beautiful women, there are bound to be handsome men too. That's called the law of attraction, understand?"

"Not always."

Pan Wendi finally lowered the binoculars a little, turned his head, and raised an eyebrow with a mischievous smile:

"I just saw it. There was a... well, a director with a beer belly and a receding hairline standing next to that beautiful woman."

"cut!"

Bai Ling immediately deflated like a punctured balloon, muttered under her breath, "How boring," and walked away dejectedly.

The lively atmosphere by the window did not affect the tranquil atmosphere in the living room at all.

Fang Cheng sat shirtless in a beige leather sofa.

Lin Chuqiao knelt on the carpet in front of him, her long hair loosely tied behind her head, and focused on treating the man's injured right arm.

On the small table in front of her, an open medical kit was neatly arranged, containing cotton balls, gauze, ointment, tweezers, and everything else.

Fang Cheng's right arm injury looked extremely shocking.

In many places, the skin is charred and wrinkled, as if it had been scorched by high temperatures.

The area around it was noticeably red and swollen, and fine beads of blood would seep out with the slightest touch.

That's relatively mild; the more serious ones are the crisscrossing lacerations.

The wounds were as fine as a spider web, covering almost the entire arm, and in the deepest places, the white bone was visible.

It felt as if countless sharp blades had simultaneously pierced and cut it, causing the muscle tissue to turn outwards.

The edges were still congealed with dried, dark red blood, intertwined with the charred skin, making it look particularly gruesome.

Lin Chuqiao used tweezers to pick up a cotton ball soaked in iodine, her movements as gentle as if she were handling a rare treasure.

"Be patient..."

Seeing the horrific injuries, she looked at him with deep concern and whispered her words of advice.

The moment the cotton ball touched the wound, a sharp, intense pain exploded within me.

Fang Cheng's muscles tensed subconsciously, and his brows furrowed, but he didn't utter a sound.

He remained calm, but his gaze was fixed on the woman in front of him.

Lin Chuqiao tilted her head slightly, a few strands of hair slipping from her ears and falling beside her smooth cheeks.

The morning light outlined her soft features, and her skin glowed with a delicate, soft light.

Her long eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow on her eyelids, trembling slightly with her gentle movements.

Lin Chuqiao's lips were a natural pale pink, and she was pressing them tightly together, even her breathing was very slow.

She seemed afraid of disrupting the flow of her movements and causing Fang Cheng even more pain.

The two remained silent, making the atmosphere rather heavy.

"hiss……"

Fang Cheng deliberately inhaled sharply, and said in a slightly teasing tone:
"There's no need to be so careful. If you move a little faster, I'll suffer less."

"Brother Cheng, you absolutely cannot be careless about this."

Lin Chuqiao immediately raised her eyes, her clear eyes filled with seriousness, devoid of any jest:

"Otherwise, if the wound isn't treated properly, bacteria will grow and the infection will continue to spread, and the arm will be ruined."

Although her tone carried a hint of reproach, her movements became increasingly gentle.

After cleaning one wound, I changed to a different cotton swab and carefully dabbed away the surrounding bloodstains.

That meticulousness and patience were as if they were repairing a broken work of art.

After disinfecting, she twisted open a tube of ointment and squeezed out the translucent ointment onto her fingertip.

"This is a special medicine that I found after visiting several pharmacies. It is said to be very effective in treating burns and cuts."

As he spoke, he brought his lips close to the wound and gently blew on it, as if trying to soften the impending sting.

Her index finger was long and white, with neatly trimmed nails, and the tip of her finger, coated with cooling ointment, touched the wound.

Fang Cheng could clearly feel the faint scent of medicine and the warmth of her fingertips, and a sense of peace inexplicably settled in his heart.

The muscles that were originally tense gradually relaxed under the woman's gentle caresses.

This is the Four Seasons Hotel located on the shore of Emerald Lake, which is where they stayed when they arrived in Tiannan Province.

After forcing the mysterious expert to retreat last night, Fang Cheng fell naked from the sky onto a messy street.

Although it was already past midnight, the aftershocks of the explosion, comparable to a missile attack, still alarmed countless citizens.

A large crowd of onlookers quickly gathered around, exclaiming in surprise.

To avoid attracting attention, Fang Cheng did not return to the Grand Hotel, but instead chose to leave the center of the battle immediately.

He encountered a thug on the street who was trying to rob him in the chaos, and borrowed a complete set of clothes from him.

They then casually walked through the chaotic streets and returned to the Four Seasons Hotel.

Lin Chuqiao and the others also worked together seamlessly. After explaining the follow-up matters to Chen Xu'an, they quickly left and rushed to join him.

When Pan Wendi and Bai Ling saw the grotesque, crisscrossing wounds on Fang Cheng's body, they were both horrified and gasped.

Lin Chuqiao's eyes instantly reddened, and she barely managed to hold back her tears. Without saying a word, she tried to take him to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Fang Cheng found this difficult to explain.

Although my injuries look terrifying, they are not actually that serious; most of them are just superficial wounds.

With his current physical condition, he only needs a few days of rest and the use of internal energy to heal his injuries to basically recover completely.

But unable to resist Lin Chuqiao's insistence, Fang Cheng could only pretend to be weak and let them do whatever they wanted.

Given the current situation, hospitals are crowded and noisy, so it's definitely not a good idea to go there to avoid getting into trouble.

Lin Chuqiao then personally took on the roles of nurse and surgeon, providing meticulous care and treatment for Fang Cheng.

She did seem to have received professional first aid training, and her wound treatment techniques were surprisingly skillful.

Fang Cheng gazed at Lin Chuqiao's pretty face, which was so close to his own, and a slight thought stirred in his heart.

In the morning light, her eyes shone brightly, her red lips were tightly pursed, and her focused expression was exceptionally moving.

To be honest, if she could see what she looked like right after the battle, she would probably be even more terrified.

Fortunately, his constitution, which is as high as 65 points, gives Fang Cheng extraordinary recovery ability. Although his wound healing speed cannot compare with those deformed experimental subjects and special monsters, it is far superior to that of ordinary humans.

The redness and bloodstains left by the explosion's shockwave had mostly subsided by the time they returned to the hotel.

The real problem is this right arm.

Even with the special effects of "Iron Fist" and "Kirin Arm", he still suffered multiple minor fractures in the final energy storm, and his muscles were torn to shreds, leaving him covered in blood.

After all, the shockwave generated when the space passage was destroyed was far too powerful, exceeding expectations.

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly as he couldn't help but recall his attempt to stop the arrival of that mysterious expert.

With the combined power of "Infinite Combo" and "True Fire of the Sun," his furious punches were like countless explosives being continuously poured into that halo.

The enormous kinetic energy generated is almost equivalent to the continuous detonation of multiple heavy aerial bombs.

The reaction force alone was enough to shatter the arm bones of someone with ordinary abilities.

But that's secondary.

When Fang Cheng's final punch pierced through the light circle and completely shattered that "door," the resulting spatial turbulence was the most deadly.

That wasn't an ordinary explosive shock, but rather the physical law-breaking effect caused by dimensional collapse.

Countless tiny spatial cracks were created and then vanished in an instant.

Fang Cheng felt as if his arm had been thrown into a meat grinder.

Countless sharp blades attacked from all directions, slicing through skin, cutting through muscles, and even cracking bones.

The destructive energy ripped at his right arm as it reached into the "door," then surged out and swept across his entire body.

If he hadn't used the "Eternal Spring" stance in mid-air and simultaneously used "True Sun Fire" to protect his body, forming a defensive barrier similar to a golden bell, he would have avoided most of the damage.

Even if he doesn't die, he'll probably be badly injured, and his right arm will be blown to pieces, completely ruined.

Even so, the internal energy in his body was greatly depleted.

Fang Cheng's gaze darkened slightly as he focused his inner energy on his dantian.

A vast ocean of azure true energy dwells here, tranquil and profound, without the slightest ripple.

A faint golden halo still shrouded the sea surface, a trace left by the sun's true fire.

At this moment, Fang Cheng could clearly feel that the water level of this vast ocean had dropped by nearly one-third out of nowhere.

It should be noted that since absorbing the essence of flesh and blood from the "Crimson Eye" and raising his physique to 65 points, the capacity of his dantian has also expanded more than three times.

If this battle had happened in the past, it would have been equivalent to draining all the true energy from his dantian, and even overdrawing his physical potential.

Such an exaggerated amount of consumption is truly astonishing.

This also indirectly confirms just how terrifying the power of the mysterious leader of that "ideal land" truly is.

Fang Cheng muttered to himself, feeling a pang of regret.

Once we return to Dongdu and absorb those two ancient remains again, the remaining radiation energy should be almost completely depleted.

It seems I need to make some time to go back to Yong'an Island and retrieve all the supplies hidden in the trench cave, just in case.

Also, those two massive arms need some strengthening...

"How is it? Does it hurt a lot?"

Just as his thoughts drifted away, Lin Chuqiao's gentle voice rang in his ears.

Fang Cheng snapped out of his daze and saw that she was looking up at him.

Those eyes were like shimmering lake water, brimming with tenderness and concern.

"good."

Fang Cheng collected his thoughts and smiled slightly at her:
"It's mainly because your technique is excellent, almost comparable to my medical skills."

Lin Chuqiao was taken aback by his words, then a charming blush rose on her cheeks, and she couldn't help but retort:

"What? Their medical skills are nowhere near that bad..."

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness, which inexplicably made Fang Cheng feel much lighter.

Lin Chuqiao lowered her eyes and resumed her work of treating and caring for her boyfriend.

Another ten minutes passed.

With the last bandage tied in a pretty bow, Fang Cheng's most severely injured right arm was finally properly bandaged.

"All right."

Lin Chuqiao let out a soft sigh, straightened up, and wiped the fine sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand.

The white gauze was neatly wrapped from his shoulders to his wrists, creating a stark contrast with Fang Cheng's bronze muscles and muscular physique, making it look rather comical.

"Haha, Fang Cheng, your look is completely out of place with your imposing and domineering boss appearance last night."

Pan Wendi had already put down his binoculars at some point, and upon seeing Fang Cheng's arm wrapped up like a dumpling, he couldn't help but burst out laughing:
"Especially the bow your cousin tied for you, it was a stroke of genius! There's a saying, 'A fierce tiger sniffs a rose,' that's called the charm of contrast."

Fang Cheng was speechless.

"What do you know?"

Lin Chuqiao blushed and glared at Pan Wendi with annoyance:
"This is a standard surgical knot, to prevent it from falling off."

"I understand, I understand everything."

Wendi Pan immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, laughing so hard his shoulders shook.

"My cousin's medical skills are unparalleled. Even tying a bandage is more artistic than anyone else's, okay?"

Then, with a grin, he leaned closer and changed the subject:
"Hey, to be honest, now that the Chen family's affairs are finally over, and we've escaped from danger, shouldn't we go out and relax today?"

"I've been in Cuicheng for so long, and I've been so busy investigating cases and fighting to the death that I haven't even had a chance to ride on Cuihai's yacht yet."

"I agree!"

Bailing immediately jumped up from the other end of the sofa, her eyes shining, and nodded vigorously:
"I was so scared last night, my heart is still pounding. I need to eat something good to calm my nerves! I also need to go shopping for a bag!"

"No."

Lin Chuqiao immediately shook her head, interrupting their fantasy.

Her expression regained its calm and seriousness, and she pointed to Fang Cheng's arm:

"The whereabouts of Crow and the Professor have not yet been found, and Fang Cheng is currently injured and should not move around rashly."

Then, Lin Chuqiao also got up and walked to the French window, glanced at the street scene below, and lowered her voice:

"Most importantly, after such a commotion last night, the entire police force, special investigation team, and even the people from that mysterious organization in Cuicheng are probably going crazy and searching the whole city for clues."

“We are right in the eye of the storm right now. Going out and showing our faces at this time would only cause trouble for ourselves. So we must keep a low profile.”

Upon hearing this, Pan Wendi and Bai Ling's excitement immediately vanished, and they sat back down on the sofa, looking dejected, like two wilted eggplants.

"Then what about finding them?"

Pan Wendi scratched her hair.

Fang Cheng put on a large shirt to cover his bandaged arm and spoke calmly:
"No need to rush. I've already called and asked Chen Xu'an to help me find the person."

Lin Chuqiao turned around, took over the conversation, and nodded slightly:
“That’s right. The Chen family has deep roots and extensive connections in Tiannan Province. We did them a huge favor last night, and they must repay it.”

"It would be far more efficient for them to use worldly power to find the crow and the professor than for us to wander around like headless flies."

She paused, then concluded:
"What we need to do now is wait here..."

(End of this chapter)