As consciousness returned, memories flooded back. Tu Longjian suddenly stood up, aggravating her wound and causing her to hiss in pain, earning her a low reprimand.
"Quiet, the injured here need to rest."
Fang Milu peeked out from behind the screen and said a few words before returning to her work with practiced ease. The baby fat on her face had faded slightly, making her look less naive and more elegant, and she now appeared to be a mature doctor.
"I'm sorry for causing you trouble." Tu Longjian silently looked at Fang Milu, who was somewhat different from the one in his memory, his mind at peace. How long had she been in this secret realm?
Just as he was about to ask a question, he saw Mi Lu's figure being called away by another cultivator behind the screen.
Seeing her busy running around, Tu Longjian didn't rush to call her, but instead looked around.
She was currently placed in a simple wooden cabin, with a beautiful view of lush grass and birdsong outside the window, and bright sunlight streaming in.
The cabin wasn't large, but there were quite a few wounded people placed outside, all of whom were separated from her by screens. There was a faint medicinal fragrance in the air, somewhat strange, but not unpleasant.
Her bedside was filled with many items, including straw wreaths and other trinkets.
Tu Longjian casually picked up a few of them. The sound recordings on the objects flashed by, seemingly directed at her, but more like murmurs to himself.
[The wreath is beautiful and suits you well.]
Shi Zixue's clear, cool voice rang out, faint and without much sadness, reminding one of the brilliant golden light melting on the snow-capped peak when the sun shines on it, a testament to a friend's unconditional trust and certainty.
[I really want to drink Ye Xiaolu's milk tea! Wake up quickly, let's go drink it together.]
[Silly girl, didn't Ye teach us how to do this? All we need to do is raise a few spirit oxen, grow some tea leaves, and some sugarcane. I'll go catch them right now, and she can drink it as soon as she wakes up.]
[Ah, you put your heart into it. Wait... Hey! Why did you leave? Injured people can't drink milk tea.]
It's Fang Milu and Peng Nana.
Tu Longjian then picked up a few more crystal-clear mineral stones and a thick stack of letters.
[Sister, although the Amethyst Rabbit was an illusion, I still found the crystal mine later. Here you go.]
[Sister, today I went to gather herbs according to the prescription prepared by Senior Sister Fang. On the way, I encountered several rare and exotic beasts. I didn't know which one you liked, so I caught them all.]
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[Sister, I've already reached the Moon Stage of Foundation Establishment. When will you wake up?]
Feng Tian kept rambling on and on. Tu Longjian was his only solace in the world. Her coma made him anxious and uneasy. Only by writing letters day and night and placing them by her pillow could he find some peace of mind.
A wolf pattern with spiritual power is carved on the windowsill; it is the symbol of the wolf tribe.
[My Lord, we are searching for a way to break through the barrier. There seems to be movement in the sky. My brother and I have gone to investigate. After you wake up, please do not impulsively try to force a breakthrough again. There will be a way.]
[...Hey! I'm talking about serious matters, brother, stop messing around!]
[Lord Axiang, I will give my life for you! Wait for my return.]
[What liver and gallbladder? It's liver and brains splattered everywhere!]
Tu Longjian heard a shout, which seemed to be the sound of Naqin grabbing Dai Qing's ear.
[An illiterate person has no right to enter the Lord's tent. I think you should give up on that idea, brother.]
[Hmph, don't think I don't know you've also secretly fallen for Master Xiang. Don't always belittle me in front of her; that's just jealousy!]
[I specifically consulted a happy couple of Daoist practitioners. The male cultivator always called his partner "Mistress," and he shared a lot of his wisdom on male virtues with me. One of his points was that one should never be sarcastic or mean. Sister, you mustn't make that mistake!]
[Wh...what jealous husband? Hehe, I'm a woman, I don't need to adhere to male virtues.]
The two voices passed by noisily, as if it were a message left for her before her departure.
Tu Longjian smiled slightly and carefully put away all the items.
At that moment, the sound of conversation could be heard through the door.
"Dr. Fang, my junior sister is much better, thank you."
"You're welcome. She needs to rest and recover these next few days, so she shouldn't go out with you for training anymore." Fang Milu gently rubbed her temples, her eyes bruised.
"By the way, you also came back from near Xingshan Island. Did you run into Peng Nana and the others?"
"Oh right, Senior Sister Peng asked us to pass on a message that the snow crocodile we encountered this time is a bit tricky, and she will be back in a few days."
"Sigh, let's hope it goes smoothly. We've been trapped in this Lingxu Ancient Realm for twenty years now. I wonder if the barrier is loosening, but it seems like there are more and more injured people lately."
"Yes, I never expected we'd be trapped for so long. The senior sisters are progressing so fast, they've all already reached the Foundation Establishment Star Rank, especially Senior Sister Shi, I heard she's preparing to break through to the Golden Core stage."
"Wrong, I'm still at the Foundation Establishment Moon Stage." Fang Milu said with some melancholy. Everyone around her was a genius with a single spiritual root, each one more powerful than the last, while she had a dual spiritual root, so naturally she would fall behind.
Realizing he had misspoke, the cultivator quickly tried to comfort her, saying, "Senior Sister Fang, since you've been staying here to treat us, your cultivation will naturally be slower, but your medical skills are superb, and we are all extremely grateful."
Fang Milu rested her chin on her hand, her tense spirit relaxing. "Don't flatter me. If I were truly a skilled doctor, how could I not cure that person?"
"Dr. Fang, are you talking about the person behind the screen? This screen is a real treasure. We've known each other for so long, and I've never seen it opened before."
"Is he a man or a woman?" The inexperienced male cultivator looked at Fang Milu with some nervousness.
"It's a woman."
"Oh, that's good, that's good." The male cultivator breathed a sigh of relief.
"She is also the person I will never forget in my life."
The breath he had just managed to exhale was caught in his throat again, causing the male cultivator to cough several times.
"What's wrong with you? You even choked on your saliva?" Fang Milu patted his back.
The male cultivator coughed until his face turned red, and he said intermittently, "I heard... I heard that lilies grow by the water, in clusters..."
What lilies? What is he talking about?
Fang Milu was looking at him with confusion when she suddenly saw the male cultivator's pupils widen, and his voice unconsciously became much softer, as if he dared not disturb the immortal with his words.
"She's awake..."
"What?!" Fang Milu suddenly turned her head and found Tu Longjian standing right in front of her, his face still pale from being unconscious for so long, but he was smiling at her slightly.
Fang Milu excitedly threw away the herbs in her hand, but didn't know what to say, her eyes brimming with tears.
The scene that had shaken her soul back then played out again. That hand, carrying a cool fragrance, reached out and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, but it was much gentler, not as forceful as before.
"Don't cry."
Her tone had softened considerably, sob sob sob. Fang Milu thought to herself, her eyes brimming with tears.
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