Chaotic World Book-Chapter 537 - 521: Take Care, Madam

In Puyang City, Zhao Changhe sat by the bed, placing his hand on Cui Wenjing’s pulse and closed his eyes to activate the Rejuvenation Technique, slowly treating Cui Wenjing’s injuries.

This time, his father-in-law was truly severely injured, with chaotic blood flows throughout his body, already off the normal circulation track. It is only because he was a practitioner from the Heavenly List that he survived; an ordinary martial artist would have died from such a blow.

Furthermore, when holding the Sea Suppressing Sword, the sword qi penetrated and burst through the dantian. Finally, during his weakened state, the fist power damaged his internal organs, leading to unconsciousness. Combining these aspects, another doctor here would also have declared, "I’ve done my best," while still facing a fatal outcome.

Fortunately, Zhao Changhe was by his side.

Zhao Changhe was particularly skilled in handling blood issues, at least he could manage the disordered blood flow and use the Rejuvenation Technique to heal the blood vessels. The remaining injuries inside the organs and those caused by the sword qi could be treated by other doctors, and the Cui Family had plenty of good medicines to slowly nurse him back to health.

This type of injury did not involve the Divine Soul; if treated properly, it should completely heal without lingering issues. However, it was temporarily impossible to estimate how much time this would need.

Wang Daoning should be about the same by now, and he certainly shouldn’t be thinking of causing trouble any time soon unless the Sea Race has some clever method for direct healing? That seems unlikely.

The Cui siblings stood anxiously by the side, Cui Yuanyang wanted to ask but didn’t dare to disturb, his little face turning red.

It had never occurred to them that in a chaotic world, the first one to fall would be their father, one of the strongest in the world. For the wealthy young lady who had always lived under her father’s wing, it felt like the sky was falling, both in reality and in principle.

Even during the most critical moments of fleeing with Zhao Changhe, Cui Yuanyang had never tasted such "anxiety," which suddenly pervaded as night fell.

Don’t know if Brother Zhao can treat it...

Zhao Changhe withdrew his hand from the pulse.

The siblings spoke simultaneously, "Brother Zhao/Brother Zhao..."

Zhao Changhe gestured for silence, "Stay quiet, don’t disturb your father-in-law’s rest. Let’s talk outside."

Being able to disturb rest... at least it means he won’t die. The siblings showed relieved smiles and obediently followed Zhao Changhe out of the room.

"Father-in-law’s life is saved, but it will take time to remove the remaining sword qi, mend the organs, and repair the dantian. It’s not something that can be healed quickly; no immortal technique can work miracles. Luckily, in the Worldly Society, this type of injury is well-managed. Even though the Sea Suppressing Sword qi is strong, the Cui Family should be able to handle it."

Cui Yuanyong ecstatically said, "We should be able to handle this!"

Cui Yuanyang, holding back her emotions, finally exhaled, her small shoulders slightly slumping: "Dad... how long will he take to recover?"

Zhao Changhe embraced her, comforting softly, "I can’t predict exactly how long the treatment will take, but with proper care, he should wake up within three days. Don’t worry too much."

Cui Yuanyong hesitated.

He wanted to ask since the dantian was damaged, experience suggested that even if he recovered, retaining his cultivation might be unlikely. He wanted to ask what Zhao Changhe thought. But it seemed inappropriate to ask at this time—saving a life was the priority, and asking now might seem opportunistic, so he swallowed his question.

However, Zhao Changhe seemed to have caught on to his line of thought, saying, "During the battle at Huiji, there was a spoils called Transformed Lotus that was not fully used. I don’t know how it was distributed afterward. If the Cui family has it, use it directly; it’s greatly beneficial for your father-in-law’s recovery. If not, I’ll find Tang Wanju and get some."

Cui Yuanyong’s face fell: "Father never mentioned it, and I don’t know if we have it. I’ll send someone back to Qinghe to check the inventory."

"Alright, you do that. Whether you find it or not, I’m also heading to the Capital soon and will then ask Wanzhuang for some."

"Thank you, I’ll arrange it." Cui Yuanyong rushed off.

Cui Yuanyang remained silently nestled in Zhao Changhe’s arms until long after her brother had left, then started sobbing faintly, "Big Brother Zhao..."

Zhao Changhe understood this kind of crying from the young girl—it was the panic and fear from feeling that the sky had fallen. He gently wiped away the tears from Cui Yuanyang’s face and gently said, "See, it’s not so bad... Ah, it’s just a wound, I, your Big Brother Zhao, get injured like a dead dog every day."

Cui Yuanyang pouted slightly and murmured lowly, "My dad is so old..."

"... At that age, he hardly qualifies for re-employment, let alone that constitution... I suspect even breaking another floor could make him live forever; what’s old about being in your forties?"

Cui Yuanyang was confused: "Live forever?"

"Those Gods and Demons lying on their last breath in various Secret Realms, most are just a level higher than your dad at most, and look how long they have lived. I estimate that as long as the Yin God is achieved, with suitable treasures to nurture, they could probably live indefinitely. If it goes even higher, it might truly be immortality..."

Cui Yuanyang leaned back slightly, blinking, not sure what to think.

Zhao Changhe curiously asked, "What’s up? You want immortality?"

Cui Yuanyang scratched her head and murmured something inaudible.

Zhao Changhe could never guess what the young girl was thinking in her heart: once worried that growing up and getting older, she wouldn’t be as charming and Brother Zhao might not like her anymore... She would be seventeen in a few months, just about the age Xia Chichi was when she first met Brother Zhao... Feeling herself soon to become like those older women, Cui Yuanyang felt an urgent sense of losing her advantage.

It seemed now that whether she could live a long life or not was uncertain, but could she strive to delay growing up... ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

However, the atmosphere wasn’t right now, and the stray thoughts in Cui Yuanyang’s mind flashed by momentarily, her mind still occupied by her father’s condition: "I can’t believe Wang Daoning could actually hurt Dad so badly..."

Zhao Changhe remained silent.

He hadn’t seen the previous battle, but he could roughly estimate the situation and outcome from the scene.

For instance, the state of disordered blood in Cui Wenjing’s body, that definitely wasn’t the Wang Family’s cultivation technique. Talking about Wang Daoning alone, even with a complete Sea Suppressing Sword, he was just about on par with Cui Wenjing wielding the damaged Qinghe Sword, with Cui Wenjing having resorted to the Sea Race’s secret skill.

But even having resorted to the secret skill, Cui Wenjing still managed to severely injure Wang Daoning. It happened just in time as he arrived; originally, Old Cui wouldn’t have been wounded like this.

That punch from Xia Longyuan was the last straw that broke the camel’s back, both worsening the injury and delivering a psychological blow.

Xia Longyuan had clearly been waiting for a chance to strike, and judging from his actions before and after, it was apparent he had let the Wang Family rebel merely to draw out the Sea Race behind them; otherwise, there was no explanation for why he kept the Empress.

He was only interested in the Sea Race, not in saving Cui Wenjing or him, Zhao Changhe.

Just like a blind man, who would only act for the Heavenly Book.

Zhao Changhe had faced countless perils; when had he ever seen Xia Longyuan or the blind man save lives? Not to mention this time he hadn’t even come into contact with the Sea Race yet, the danger was not pronounced. Zhao Changhe knew very well that Xia Longyuan’s punch had nothing to do with him; had he not evaded, he would have been blasted to death there too.

Himself being full of vigor, he could dodge; but what about Old Cui? If it weren’t for his protection, Old Cui would have been turned into mince.

No matter how much of Cui Wenjing’s stubborn resistance was for his own considerations, objectively it was defending Great Xia’s territory. Yet Xia Longyuan only cared about "summoning the God Demon," seizing the fleeting opportunity to catch the Sea Race’s God Demon, not caring about the collateral damage.

In that moment, did Cui Wenjing’s heart go cold...

It’s really inhuman... No wonder there isn’t a single person in the world who speaks well of Xia Longyuan; perhaps the only one who could say a few good words about him was Zhao Changhe himself, but this time his favor had completely dissipated.

Rather be like the blind man, although cold, at least he had never struck his own people.

Of course, these things were unnecessary to mention to Yangyang, letting her bear a grudge against Xia Longyuan had no meaning. After pondering for a long time, Zhao Changhe finally said, "Take good care of your dad, I’m going to the Capital for a trip, will be back soon."

Cui Yuanyang thought he was just going to ask Tang Wanju about the Transformed Lotus, so she couldn’t help but cling to his clothes, "Can’t we send someone to ask Chief Tang... I, I’m afraid when you’re not here..."

Zhao Changhe shook his head, speaking softly, "I have many matters to discuss with Wanju and some things to ask other people..."

He paused, then continued, "Yesterday, due to a sudden heavy rain, Wang Zhaoqing temporarily halted his siege, causing our Blood God Sect’s surprise troops to achieve little, Wang Zhaoqing only retreated temporarily and was not defeated. After the Wang Family processes the news of both Father-in-law and Wang Daoning being severely wounded, they will definitely continue their attack, and for the nearly undefended Qinghe at the back, the Puyang front line absolutely must not be lost."

Cui Yuanyang looked at him, bewildered.

Zhao Changhe slowly said, "Yangyang, not everyone in the Cui Family is united; many might not understand Father-in-law’s perseverance this time. Once he falls, people’s hearts may differ. On the contrary... the Wang Family will surely be united, and your brother’s most reliable assistant in the short term might only be you... His pressure is enormous."

Cui Yuanyang stared at him blankly, then suddenly smiled, "Don’t worry, Brother Zhao, Yangyang is not the same as she was that year, I’ve reached the Mystical Gate Eighth Layer!"

Zhao Changhe looked at her smile, his eyes slightly bewildered.

Cultivation aside... The little girl who used to sit in the corner, clutching her knees, dressed in a bunny costume, would ultimately vanish with the onset of the troubled times.

If it were not for the Wang Family’s rebellion, this trip to Qinghe should have involved discussing their marriage... but now, neither of them had the heart to bring up the matter.

"I know my Yangyang is a martial arts prodigy. If this event led by the Wang Family is called ’Raging Storms Arising,’ perhaps it’ll be my Yangyang who can reverse the dire situation."

Cui Yuanyang: "..."

The ’Raging Storms’ weren’t solely caused by the Wang Family.

If this is considered reversing a dire situation, then who can support a tottering house?

Zhao Changhe said no more, gently embracing Cui Yuanyang, lightly kissed her plump lips, and softly said, "Take care, my lady."

After speaking, he swiftly exited the door, mounted his black horse Wuzhui, and galloped away.

Cui Yuanyang stood dazedly, watching his departing figure, involuntarily lost in thought.

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