Dual Transmigration: American Prison, Surviving to a Fantasy Development Stage

At the gate of the courtyard, there was a faint, lingering smell of blood. Lin Feng was absolutely certain that someone was inside, and probably quite badly injured.

Lin Feng's eyes sharpened as he silently approached the side courtyard wall.

Hold your breath and listen carefully to what is happening inside the courtyard.

I listened for a long time but couldn't make heads or tails of it.

Without further hesitation, Lin Feng used the Flowing Water Step, his figure as light as a falling leaf. He placed one hand on the top of the wall, and his entire upper body was already over the wall. His gaze quickly swept into the courtyard.

The scene in the courtyard startled him slightly.

A figure was huddled in the corner of the wall near the inside of the wooden door.

The man was dressed in a tight-fitting light blue outfit, which was now almost entirely soaked in dark red bloodstains, giving it a deep brown hue.

Beside it lay a long sword with a deep blue scabbard, lying limply on the ground a foot or so away.

What surprised Lin Feng even more was that next to the sword hilt was a jade pendant the size of a palm.

The token, reflecting a warm, white light in the faint morning light filtering through the courtyard wall.

"Holy crap, the White Jade Token!"

Lin Feng almost thought he was seeing things. He stared intently at the huddled figure. Although the long hair was disheveled, partially obscuring the face, the person's complexion was as pale as paper due to excessive blood loss.

But Lin Feng could still recognize the contours of his face and the unique aura that lingered even in his unconscious state.

"Is it her? The leader of Tiger Mountain?"

Lin Feng was utterly astonished.

Just a few days ago, in front of Fuhu Mountain stronghold, this woman was wielding her sword with unparalleled skill, fighting two opponents at once and forcing Yang Laowu to retreat. How spirited she was!

How did I end up in this state, lying critically injured and dying in the corner of my own remote little courtyard?

"Was it a coincidence that you escaped here? Or were you sent specifically for me?"

The moment the idea came to mind, Lin Feng rejected most of it himself.

Judging from Gu Yu's pale face, the barely perceptible rise and fall of her chest, and the large pool of dark red blood on the ground that was not yet completely dry, this was definitely not a disguise.

Given her strength and pride, if she really wanted to deal with me, she wouldn't need to resort to such a self-inflicted injury; the cost would be too high, and it wouldn't be in line with her style.

Nevertheless, Lin Feng's cautious nature prevented him from being careless in the slightest.

He remained crouched on the wall, prying a small pebble from it, holding it between his fingers, channeling a wisp of internal energy, and aiming at an acupoint on Gu Yu's shoulder and neck, flicking it with his finger.

The pebble pierced the air and struck the acupoint precisely.

Gu Yu lay unconscious on the ground, unresponsive, not even her eyelashes twitching, remaining in a deathly stillness.

"It seems she really has fainted, and her injuries are extremely serious." Lin Feng was slightly relieved. He flipped over and leaped into the courtyard, landing silently, and arrived at Gu Yu's side in a few steps.

He first cautiously looked around to make sure there were no other ambushes or anything unusual before crouching down, extending two fingers, and gently probing under Gu Yu's nose.

His breath was faint and intermittent, like a candle flickering in the wind.

When I touched his forehead with my fingertips, it was burning hot; he had a high fever.

The situation was extremely tragic.

Looking at the leader in front of him, two thoughts came to Lin Feng's mind.

"Strike while the iron is hot. This is a peak-stage acquired expert. The energy returned from the Black Lotus's devouring of her is likely enough to allow you to break through several realms consecutively."

All her secrets will be yours.

"Although we haven't had much contact with this leader, judging from Zhao Erniu and the others' attitude and the events at Fuhu Mountain, he is not a villain. In fact, he has quite a few principles and a sense of loyalty."

She's good-looking, yes, she's good-looking.

His gaze involuntarily fell on Gu Yu's face.

Even in her pale and haggard state, her exquisite and otherworldly beauty was undeniable.

Long eyelashes covered her eyelids, and her brows were slightly furrowed with pain. She looked less aloof and cold than usual, and more vulnerable and pitiful.

"Never mind, let's save them."

Lin Feng's values ​​have always been based on physical appearance first.

His gaze shifted away, landing once again on the white jade token lying quietly on the ground.

Lin Feng picked it up; it felt warm and slightly cool to the touch.

Upon closer inspection, both the jade's texture and patterns were exactly the same as the one he remembered.

Lin Feng clicked his tongue twice, somewhat incredulous.

"This thing is really weird; whoever gets it is doomed."

The Huang Family Martial Arts School, then Tuoba Ku lost his life because of it, Yang Laowu suffered a setback because of it, and now even a master like Gu Yu has met such a tragic end because of it. It's practically a judge's decree.

He fiddled with the token, and the more he looked at it, the more ominous it seemed.

Keeping it around is like carrying a bomb that could explode at any moment, attracting countless greedy eyes and deadly crises.

"It's really a hot potato; it's useless to keep it, but a pity to throw it away."

In the blink of an eye, Lin Feng threw the white jade token into his spatial storage.

Lin Feng put away the token and didn't linger any longer.

He carefully lifted the unconscious Gu Yu up by the waist.

The object was surprisingly light to the touch, but the intense heat emanating from its clothing reminded him of the severity of its injuries.

He gently placed Gu Yu on the wooden bed.

His outfit was almost completely soaked in blood.

Without treating the wound, everything else is just empty talk.

Lin Feng carefully unbuttoned Gu Yu's badly damaged outfit.

The outer garment and inner garment were removed one by one as the clothes were taken off.

What should have been a fair and delicate back, arms, and waist is now covered with crisscrossing wounds.

There were knife wounds that tore the flesh apart, and long, sharp sword wounds that penetrated deep into the muscle.

There were also several bruises and swellings that were clearly caused by blunt force trauma.

Most of the wounds were red and swollen at the edges due to lack of timely treatment, and some wounds began to become infected and ooze pus.

Unfastening the blood-stained bodice revealed two strangely shaped, jet-black hidden weapons, one above the left chest and the other below the right rib.

Most of the hidden weapon was embedded in the flesh, leaving only a small tip.

"That's really tragic."

Lin Feng believed that if she hadn't met him, this woman would have certainly died.

These injuries could not have been sustained in a one-on-one fight; they were clearly the result of an extremely brutal and overwhelming attack by a small number of enemies.

To escape such an attack, Gu Yu's strength and perseverance are truly terrifying.

There's no time to lose; let's save lives first.

Although Lin Feng was not a professional doctor, he still knew basic first aid knowledge and wound treatment procedures in his previous life, which was an era of information explosion.

There's a method to handling it.

The next moment, a white first aid kit with a red cross on it appeared in my hand.

Opening the box, I found all sorts of medicines inside, including anti-inflammatory drugs, fever reducers, and so on.

It even has everything: iodine solution, alcohol, sterile gauze, medical cotton swabs, suture needles and thread, tweezers, antibiotic ointment, etc.

There were even medical saline solution and disposable gloves.

These were all kept as spares, I never expected they would actually come in handy.

Putting on medical gloves, Lin Feng dealt with the most dangerous hidden weapons first.

Carefully grasp the end of the hidden weapon with tweezers, stabilize your wrist, and slowly apply force.

Two dark, concealed weapons were pulled out one after the other, drawing out a few streaks of blood.

Upon closer inspection, thankfully it wasn't poisonous.

Next, looking at those wounds with torn skin and even suppuration, I repeatedly cleaned them with saline solution.

Then Lin Feng took out alcohol and cleaned it again.

If the infection is not thoroughly treated, it could cost her her life.

Then, slowly pour the alcohol onto the wound.

"Uh..." Even in a deep coma, Gu Yu's body still trembled violently when the high concentration of alcohol came into contact with the wound.

She let out a suppressed, painful groan, her eyebrows furrowed tightly, and a fine layer of cold sweat instantly beaded on her forehead.

He quickened his pace, carefully wiping each wound with cotton balls soaked in alcohol and scraping away the pus.

I applied pressure to several acupoints to help stop the bleeding.

After cleaning all the wounds, disinfect the area around the wounds with iodine.

Next, apply antibiotics to deeper wounds.

The test of skill comes in the sewing.

Lin Feng picked up the threaded needle and began to try to align and suture the larger tears.

His technique was certainly not professional, even somewhat clumsy, and the stitches were crooked.

But in this world, to be able to clean and stitch up a wound so meticulously is already an extremely rare achievement.

At the very least, this can maximize the healing process.

It took Lin Feng a full half hour to finish treating and bandaging all the wounds.

He then helped the dazed Gu Yu to her feet and carefully fed her ibuprofen and amoxicillin.

After treating the wound, Lin Feng quickly rolled up the blood-stained sheets, blankets, and Gu Yu's tattered, blood-stained clothes and threw them into the woodshed.

He then took out clean bedding from his space, made it up, and settled Gu Yu back in place.

After doing all this, Lin Feng moved a stool and sat by the bed, looking at Gu Yu, whose face was still pale in her sleep.

I'm still confused.

Why did she flee to my place? Was it a coincidence caused by panic and confusion?

Did you specifically seek them out?