What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

I suddenly opened my eyes and leaned forward.

He opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of dark red, viscous blood.

After spitting out that mouthful of blood, I felt as if a huge mountain had been lifted off my shoulders.

Breathing instantly became smooth and easy, and the heavy pressure in my chest disappeared.

I casually wiped the corner of my mouth with the back of my hand, glanced at the black blood on the ground, and knew that my internal injuries had been temporarily stabilized.

Only then did the exhaustion I had been forcibly suppressing for so long finally burst forth like a flood, instantly engulfing me completely.

Counting the time, since Jin Wanliang and I arrived in Yunnan Province, in the past few days, I have only taken a few hours to nap in the logistics park in Chuncheng after dealing with the matter of Grandpa Hei in Luohua Town.

At other times, he single-handedly entered the Lan family, used his aura-gazing technique to find people, fought bloody battles to break through enemy lines, and carried Li Qing on his back during a forced march through the Hundred Thousand Mountains.

And the final highway ambush...

I was almost constantly teetering on the edge of life and death.

Even the strongest body can't withstand this kind of relentless work.

At that moment, I didn't even have the strength to move my body to lie down on the bed.

I simply fell backward, and the moment my head touched the pillow, my consciousness was plunged into boundless darkness.

I slept very soundly and didn't have a single dream.

When I regained consciousness, I was awakened by a soft knock on the door.

I opened my eyes abruptly, my gaze instantly returning to clarity.

After this period of sleep, although my body is still sore, my mental state has improved a lot.

The jade-colored baleful energy in his dantian had recovered to about 20%, which was enough to deal with most emergencies.

"Hey bro, are you awake?"

Jin Wanliang’s deliberately lowered voice came from outside the door.

"Enter."

I responded and sat up in bed.

The door was pushed open, and Jin Wan walked in carrying a tray with several exquisite dishes and a large pot of warm tea on it.

I picked up my phone from the bedside table and glanced at the time. I realized that only three hours had passed since I went to sleep.

"How's Li Qing doing?"

I didn't take the tray; instead, I asked directly.

If Li Qing hadn't had a definitive diagnosis, Jin Wanliang would never have bothered me at this time.

Jin Wanliang placed the tray on the chair next to him, his expression somewhat solemn.

"Dr. Sun has completed a comprehensive examination and initial treatment."

Jin Wanliang pulled up a chair, sat down, and sighed.

"The good news is that the external injuries have been treated properly, and the internal injuries have been stopped."

The person is now completely out of danger; their life has been saved.

Hearing this, I felt a slight sense of relief.

As long as you're alive, everything else is negotiable.

"But the bad news is..."

Jin Wanliang abruptly changed the subject, his brows furrowing tightly.

"Dr. Sun said that Li Qing's injuries were too severe."

His meridians were severely damaged, with many places showing signs of minor rupture.

I listened quietly without interrupting.

This result was within my expectations.

When I rescued Li Qing from the cliff, I did a rough survey.

"Dr. Sun is someone in our circle; he knows the ins and outs of this."

Jin Wanliang continued to relay the information.

He said that if it is a common external injury, one can get out of bed after ten days to half a month of rest.

However, such severe damage to the meridians is difficult to heal quickly unless one can find those legendary rare and precious herbs that nourish the meridians.

To fully recover his former strength, he will likely need a period of rest and recuperation.

"As long as a person is alive, there is hope."

"If a meridian is severed, we can always find a way to reconnect it later."

I said slowly.

After a pause, I asked again, "When will he wake up?"

"Even Dr. Sun can't say for sure."

Jin Wanliang shook his head.

"His internal organs were shaken by the magic, and his self-protection mechanism caused him to fall into a deep coma."

Maybe I'll wake up tomorrow, or maybe I'll sleep for ten days or half a month.

At this point, Jin Wanliang looked up at me, his eyes filled with a question:

"Dr. Sun suggested that, given the limited medical resources here, only emergency life support can be provided."

To be on the safe side, he suggested that we send Li Qing to a major hospital as soon as possible for systematic treatment and monitoring.

Hey bro, I woke you up because I wanted to ask you what our next plan is.

Should we go directly to the best hospital in Kunming, or...?

I picked up the water bottle from the tray, poured myself a glass of warm water, and slowly took a sip.

The warm water slid down my throat and into my stomach, making my mind clearer.

Go to Kunming?

I quickly weighed the pros and cons of this option in my mind.

As the capital of Yunnan Province, Kunming naturally boasts top-notch medical facilities.

The problem is that it is still within the territory of Yunnan Province.

Judging from how troublesome the Black Dawn organization has been in the past, I feel that their power and reach are definitely not limited to the small area of ​​the Ten Thousand Mountains.

In a place like Kunming, they must have a complex network of connections.

If we were to brazenly take the seriously injured Li Qing to a hospital in Chuncheng, we would still be living in constant fear.

Moreover, the orphan of the Sang family mysteriously retreated after the Gu King betrayed them, and his whereabouts remain unknown to this day.

The existence of the Myriad Butterfly Valley remains a thorn in my side.

Considering these potentially huge risks, I immediately rejected the option of Kunming.

I even feel that I shouldn't stay in Yunnan Province any longer.

I put down my water glass, looked up at Jin Wanliang, my eyes calm and deep.

"I can't go to Kunming."

I spoke slowly.

"I don't know what trouble Li Qing has gotten himself into in the Southern Frontier. The force that's chasing him is not to be trifled with."

Throughout the entire Yunnan province, I cannot guarantee that there is any place that is safe.

"So what do you mean?"

Jin Wanliang was actually a little apprehensive, and when he heard me say that, he immediately asked me more questions.

"We're heading straight back to Jiangcheng without stopping."

I gave the final decision.

Jiangcheng, that's our territory.

There, I found Jin Wanliang's extensive network of connections, a funeral home I was familiar with, and the branch of the Folklore Bureau where Lu Yan was stationed.

Most importantly, Jiangcheng is far from the Southern Frontier, and the Southern Frontier's influence cannot extend that far.

Only when we return to Jiangcheng will we be truly safe.

As for treating Li Qing's injuries, although Jiangcheng cannot compare with the capital, it still has no shortage of top-notch medical resources.

With the help of the Bureau of Folklore's internal channels, a solution can always be found.

After listening to my analysis, Jin Wanliang slapped his thigh hard.

"Okay! We'll do as you say and go back to Jiangcheng!"

Jin Wanliang was also a decisive person. Once he made a decision, he immediately began to plan the specific implementation plan.