Listening to the Tang siblings discuss their final arrangements, Yang Feilong's expression was a bit peculiar. He thought that if he didn't say something, the siblings might not stop, so he spoke up, "Your injuries are severe, but not untreatable."
As soon as these words were spoken,
The siblings, who were making arrangements for the afterlife, were stunned. Then, they looked at Yang Feilong with excitement, "You have a way to cure us?"
They seemed to be speaking normally now because they believed they were about to die and were mustering their spirits to speak.
"Of course," Yang Feilong nodded, took out two pills from his storage ring, and handed one to each of the siblings. "Take these pills first!"
Although they had taken pills earlier, the effect was not good because their hearts had burst open, making repair extremely difficult.
After taking the pills, their injuries stabilized, but this was only a temporary relief from the worsening of their condition. To truly heal them, Yang Feilong would need to use the Netherworld Life-Stripping Needles for treatment.
"Can you really cure us?" Tang Feng looked at Yang Feilong, asking with anticipation, "If you can cure my sister and me, then we owe you our lives!"
"We'll talk about it after the treatment," Yang Feilong said, "To treat you, I need to press your sleep acupoint. Be prepared!"
"Okay!" Tang Feng nodded.
Then, Yang Feilong pressed Tang Feng's sleep acupoint, and Tang Feng fell asleep.
Next, Yang Feilong approached Tang Ya. She asked, "Are you going to press my sleep acupoint too?"
"I will treat you shortly, and I need to use acupuncture," Yang Feilong explained.
"Hmm? Acupuncture? As long as you can cure me, any method is fine." Tang Ya was first surprised, then nodded.
"To perform acupuncture on you, I need to unbutton your clothes," Yang Feilong said seriously.
Upon hearing this, Tang Ya's face instantly turned red. "Um, is there no other way?"
"With my current abilities, I cannot treat your heart through your clothes!" Yang Feilong shook his head. "If you have any reservations, then I can't help."
"What if I had already fainted?" Tang Ya asked shyly. Although she had been wandering the martial world for months and could be considered a spirited woman of the martial arts, she still felt shy about this. After all, it was a matter of life and death, but she was still somewhat embarrassed.
"If you had fainted earlier, I would have certainly treated you," Yang Feilong thought for a moment. "After all, saving one life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. In my eyes, you are my patient, not a woman."
"Then, then just consider me unconscious," Tang Ya's voice was as faint as a mosquito's hum. After speaking, her face turned extremely red.
"Uh, I understand," Yang Feilong nodded.
Actually, if Yang Feilong had started treating her directly, Tang Ya wouldn't have been so shy. But as soon as he mentioned it, she started overthinking, and then became embarrassed.
"Your injuries are quite severe. I will treat you first," Yang Feilong said.
"Um, can we go into the house?" Tang Ya asked softly, her face still red.
"Uh, alright!" Yang Feilong said. To him, there was no significant difference between being in the courtyard of this dilapidated factory or inside the house. However, she was a girl, a young lady who had not yet experienced such matters. Being in the courtyard would surely make her uncomfortable. Inside, the light was not as strong, which could help to mask her inner shyness.
Besides, there were corpses everywhere outside, which was also unsettling.
Yang Feilong picked up Tang Ya and walked towards the house.
Being held by Yang Feilong, Tang Ya was very nervous and apprehensive. However, her heart wasn't beating because it had split into many pieces and couldn't pump.
For an ordinary person, a heart shattered to this extent would have long been dead.
"Um, is there a bed?" Tang Ya looked inside the factory. It was full of cobwebs and nothing else.
Lying on the ground, she felt very uncomfortable.
"There is one," Yang Feilong's mind moved. The next moment, a folding bed appeared. He controlled it with his qi and opened the folding bed, then placed Tang Ya on it.
Tang Ya had only asked casually, not expecting Yang Feilong to actually have one.
Yang Feilong had quite a few storage rings, so he specifically brought a folding bed to keep in one of them.
After placing Tang Ya on the bed, he began to undress her.
Tang Ya closed her eyes, her eyelashes fluttering. Her face was flushed, looking very nervous.
Tang Ya was naturally very beautiful. When Yang Feilong first saw her, he had rated her as a score of ninety-five or higher. However, at this moment, he wasn't thinking about such things, as it was time to save a life.
"Shall I press your sleep acupoint too?" Yang Feilong asked Tang Ya before beginning the acupuncture.
"No," Tang Ya said immediately.
"Are you afraid I'll do something to you, or what?" Yang Feilong asked somewhat exasperatedly.
"Um, I didn't mean that. I just want to watch your treatment. Of course, if it affects you, you can press my sleep acupoint," Tang Ya explained with a red face.
"I'm only afraid that during my treatment, your reactions will be too strong and affect my treatment. If you don't want to be unconscious, that's fine. Try to endure it and don't make any large movements. If you can't bear it, I will unhesitatingly press your sleep acupoint," Yang Feilong said.
"Yes, yes, I'll listen to you. I, I still want to watch," Tang Ya said softly.
"Alright," Yang Feilong nodded and said no more, beginning the acupuncture.
Tang Ya watched Yang Feilong working on her stomach, or rather, performing acupuncture, her eyes sparkling.
A man working diligently is very handsome. Yang Feilong's serious and focused treatment of her was very attractive to Tang Ya. Of course, at any other time, she wouldn't have felt this way, but this time, she had almost died. Yang Feilong had appeared in time to save her and her brother. Moreover, he not only possessed great strength but also extraordinary medical skills. She had thought she was surely going to die.
After all, it was a severe injury to the heart.
Tang Ya felt a sharp pain in her heart. Why didn't it hurt before? Because her heart had split open, and the pain was so intense that she had forgotten about the pain. Now that she felt pain again, it meant her heart was repairing. Just as she was beginning to find it unbearable, a warm current flowed through her.
Although she didn't know medicine, she knew this was likely the effect of the pills Yang Feilong had given her earlier. The medicinal energy merged with her heart, and she found the pain lessening.
She quietly watched Yang Feilong working on her, losing track of time.
After an unknown amount of time, Yang Feilong let out a sigh of relief. "Done!"
"So soon?" Tang Ya felt her heart beating strongly, clearly recovered. She looked at Yang Feilong with a look of lingering interest, saying somewhat wistfully.
"Hmm?" Yang Feilong was surprised.
"Um, I just didn't expect you to heal such a severe heart injury so quickly," Tang Ya's pretty face was suffused with a blush, and she gave a strained explanation.
"I have to be quick; I still need to save your brother," Yang Feilong shook his head.
"Ah!" Tang Ya looked embarrassed, as she had only just remembered her brother was still lying unconscious in the courtyard, waiting for treatment.