Next, even though Chu Feifei was leaning on Jiang Feng's chest, her consciousness was so blurred that she could no longer utter a single word.
The continuous low temperature and fever had drained all her strength. Her body kept trembling, no matter how tightly Jiang Feng held her it was of no use. Soon, her consciousness suddenly went dark, and her head tilted down.
Jiang Feng reached out to check Chu Feifei's breath; fortunately, she was still breathing, albeit extremely weakly.
He let out a deep sigh, looked at the increasingly fierce storm outside, and realized he had no other choice but to use his last resort!
He lifted the cold Chu Feifei completely up, placing her on the ground and arranging her into a cross-legged sitting position.
Then, Jiang Feng himself sat cross-legged behind Chu Feifei, quickly activated the Devouring Sky Demon Technique, and struck both of his palms on Chu Feifei's shoulders, infusing her with his True Qi!
Not only was he sending the Devouring Sky Demon Qi to Chu Feifei, but he also used his spiritual power to guide it through her meridians, expel the cold within her and bring her back to life!
This was more exhausting than simply transferring Demonic Qi. The dual consumption of True Qi and spiritual power was almost tantamount to using his own strength to help Chu Feifei undergo refining and purifying!
Once the refining and purifying were complete, Chu Feifei would be like Situ Yan, with his Demonic Qi residing in her body, so that no matter what happens in the future, as long as she was within a certain range, he would be able to sense it.
Moreover, if Chu Feifei ever embarked on the path of cultivation, she would have an advantage over regular people, achieving twice the result with half the effort!
At the moment, Jiang Feng was slowly channeling the Devouring Sky Demon Qi into Chu Feifei's body.
The originally unconscious Chu Feifei suddenly felt quite comfortable, two vigorous streams of warmth continuously flowed into her body through her two shoulders and traveled steadily and swiftly within her, making the previously weak and powerless parts of her body feel as though they were washed by a warm spring, the exhaustion vanished, replaced by an indescribable comfort!
After a few streams of Demonic Qi were transferred, Jiang Feng guided its circulation in Chu Feifei's body for two cycles before gently patting her back neck and back heart with both palms!
The unconscious Chu Feifei suddenly lifted her head and let out an unconscious muffled hum, then was about to fall softly.
Jiang Feng immediately grabbed her shoulders, turned her to face him, then held her left arm with his left hand and, with his right hand, stroked down from her left shoulder to her neck, making Chu Feifei let out a soft moan.
After stroking her left arm, Jiang Feng proceeded to massage Chu Feifei's left hand and eventually even her two snowy smooth jade legs, not even sparing her two little white tender feet, which he rubbed in his palms for a while.
After a long time, Jiang Feng finished helping Chu Feifei stimulate her circulation, and throughout this entire process, he had a stern expression, seemingly holding his breath the whole time. Finally, when he gently placed the now normal-looking Chu Feifei back onto the ground, he actually felt like he had just completed a grueling battle.
Glancing at Chu Feifei, whose breathing had returned to normal, Jiang Feng stood up, lifted her, and gently placed her back in the grass nest, covering her with a warm and thick layer of grass.
He knew that when she awoke tomorrow, Chu Feifei would be alright.
Then, Jiang Feng also took a deep breath, lay down to the side, and fell into a deep sleep.
...
The next day at dawn, the rain had stopped, and the sky cleared.
The first rays of morning sunlight filtered into the cave, and in his slumber, Jiang Feng vaguely heard the sounds of insects and birds, and then there seemed to be a little hand gently pushing him: "Uncle, wake up, wake up..."
Jiang Feng opened his eyes and saw Chu Feifei, wearing a grass skirt and grass shoes, crouching in front of him, quietly looking at him, her charming eyes full of shyness.
"Fei'er, are you alright?" Jiang Feng sat up and asked.
"Yes!" Chu Feifei nodded and reached out to support Jiang Feng. In fact, during the latter half of the night when Jiang Feng helped her stimulate circulation, she had already gained some consciousness, but it was mostly in a half-comatose state, preventing her from fully waking up.
But even so, it did not stop her from knowing that when she was gravely ill, it was Jiang Feng who had desperately pulled her back from the brink of death!
This filled Chu Feifei's heart with immense gratitude. Thinking back, she was still very frightened; if she had died on this deserted island far from civilization, it would have been such a tragic thing!
Of course, Chu Feifei was also aware that Jiang Feng had touched her all over her body. Otherwise, she wouldn't be staring at Jiang Feng with such shyness...
"I'm relieved you're fine. You're delicate, so be sure to take better care of yourself in the future. If rescue doesn't come today, don't go to the river and bathe in cold water, I'll fetch the water for you and heat it in the cave." Jiang Feng said.
Upon hearing his words, Chu Feifei was even more touched. How could he be so warm?
"Uncle, there's something I forgot to tell you." Chu Feifei looked directly at Jiang Feng, a somewhat strange expression on her face, both nervous and shy.
"What is it?" Jiang Feng asked, puzzled.
"Thank you."
Saying this, Chu Feifei suddenly couldn't help but leap forward, wrapped her arms around Jiang Feng, then gently kissed his cheek close by, like a dragonfly skimming the surface of the water, before quickly pulling back, her face flushed red like blood.
Jiang Feng was immediately embarrassed, touched his face, which still carried the scent of Chu Feifei's cherry lips.
Chu Feifei lowered her head, her face red, not daring to look at Jiang Feng again. She sheepishly fiddled with her grass skirt, like a young girl experiencing her first love.
"Fei'er, what's with this...?"
"Don't get any ideas, Uncle! In some ethnic groups, this is how they express gratitude. I'm just using this way to thank you." Chu Feifei herself was embarrassed. How could she be so forward? Offering such a direct token of appreciation was a bit much.
"Really?" Jiang Feng looked at Chu Feifei suspiciously, as if trying to see through her.
"Of course!" Chu Feifei blushed furiously, "You wouldn't think I voluntarily gave you a kiss, would you? Hmph, this lady's first kiss is still preserved, mind you."
"..."
"Stinky Uncle, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to the river to freshen up, you'd better get up too!"
Saying this, Chu Feifei, whose heart was racing, didn't dare look at Jiang Feng again. She immediately got up and ran out, looking very much like she was fleeing in panic…