Chapter 41 41 Rescue "This is not the right thing for the owner of this place to say...
No, it is still far from the moment of despair.
Ning Changkong opened the door on Jiang Yunxiao's side in an instant. He had changed into his iconic black and red outfit. He squatted down, and the endless phoenix spiritual power cleared away the evil spirit.
But it's not enough.
"You take the three of us to my apartment," she said, her voice as calm and cold as ever. "The hospital can't save him."
These words were mainly said to Yan Yian.
Chu Qingge grabbed Yan Yian, Ning Changkong carefully hugged the semi-conscious Jiang Yunxiao, the Dijiang Feather lit up in his pocket, and they had already reached the master bedroom of the apartment.
The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, April 20, 13:32, Chu Qingge's apartment.
The whole room seemed to have come alive for this life-saving operation. The pillow fell precisely under the patient's head, and the drawers opened automatically. A huge amount of spiritual power was raging in this room.
Yan Yian was almost dazed as she watched everything that was done in silence. Ning Changkong brought a box full of spirit stones and a few blood bags, and said the first words to her since arriving here:
"This is going to be a bit scary, do you want to go out?"
Yan Yian, with tearful eyes, sniffed and shook her head vigorously.
Ning Changkong said nothing more, squatting beside the bed and preparing the blood transfusion equipment. Chu Qingge stood beside the bed, with her hand hanging above Jiang Yunxiao's chest.
The wound was not big, and she had experience in repairing Ning Changkong's organs. Under the precise control of spiritual power, the damaged blood vessels had been reconnected, and the wound gradually healed as the flesh and blood moved.
The problem was still the evil spirit. Ning Changkong had already injected acupuncture into Jiang Yunxiao, and the blood filled with phoenix spiritual power slowly flowed into Jiang Yunxiao's body along the blood vessels.
This is why Chu Qingge brought him here.
Ning Changkong had treated patients with more serious cases of evil spirits than him, but when treating those monsters, it was not necessary to eliminate all the evil spirits, just to reduce the concentration to a certain level.
According to Chu Qingge's estimation, relying solely on spiritual power to eliminate every trace of evil that had penetrated deep into his heart had already completely exceeded Ning Changkong's maximum load and spiritual power reserves.
Therefore, they can only rely on blood transfusions, allowing the blood containing the phoenix spiritual power to be pumped to the whole body by the heart, to initially suppress the evil spirits and reduce the burden of artificial elimination.
Of course, another consideration is that Chu Qingge's apartment contains several bags of human blood that have been specially processed for mixed-race transfusions. Ordinary hospitals do not have such reserves.
"Sister, are you sure that transfusing my blood won't cause any symptoms such as hemolysis or allergy?" Ning Changkong asked in his mind.
Chu Qingge: "Except for autologous blood transfusion, which hybrid can be completely immune to rejection?"
Ning Changkong said nothing more. He sat at the head of the bed, holding Jiang Yunxiao's hand, and concentrated on injecting spiritual energy into her, clearing the evil spirits in her meridians.
The first year of the spiritual energy recovery, April 20, 15:06, Chu Qingge’s apartment.
A full hour and a half passed.
Yan Yian had already come to his senses, and anxiously sent messages to his anxious relatives and friends, telling them that he was fine, but he never mentioned Jiang Yunxiao's current situation.
She hardly dared to check social media, as she could already imagine the explosion of hot searches and public discussions after the three founders disappeared.
I wonder if there will be a stock price explosion. She rubbed her eyes and forced a smile that was uglier than crying.
Yan Yian turned her head to look at the bed. The only conversation they had had in the past hour and a half was when Ning Changkong told her Bai Xian's phone number and asked her to send a message to Bai Xian.
His voice was hoarse and tired, and he looked tired now.
Ning Changkong's back was slightly hunched, and he was no longer very conscious. The pain from his heartbeat was the only thing keeping him conscious.
When was the last time his spiritual power was drained to the point of being almost exhausted? Was it when he activated the "Stop the War" forcibly during the midterm exam? Damn it, he thought that after accepting the Phoenix inheritance and his spiritual power skyrocketed, he would never have such an experience again.
He numbly let Chu Qingge manipulate his spiritual power to perform a delicate operation to remove the evil spirit. Suddenly, a cool spiritual power was injected into his body, relieving the discomfort caused by excessive consumption.
Chu Qingge's voice rang in his ears: "He's basically out of danger now. You two should go out, eat something and take a rest."
Her voice was still calm and steady, without a trace of fatigue in it.
Yan Yian perked up, let out a long breath, and felt like crying.
Why does she cry when encountering such a thing... She obviously got high scores in practical courses when she was in school...
She pressed her wet and dry sleeves to her eyes.
But at least, at least one more person who needed her protection remained safe and sound in her sight.
The first year of the spiritual recovery, April 20, 15:21, Chu Qingge's apartment living room.
"Here, be careful of the heat." Ning Changkong placed a glass in front of Yan Yian, which was filled with freshly boiled water.
Ning Changkong went back to Jinwu Garden and brought Bai Xian over. He also changed his blood-stained outfit and changed back into his casual outfit of a sweatshirt and sportswear.
There was a box of freshly opened donuts on the coffee table in front of her, which Ning Changkong had also taken from the refrigerator with familiarity.
Sitting on the other side of the sofa was a white-haired man with a sullen face. His eyes wandered over Ning Changkong's face as he was busy, but in the end he did not get angry.
After all, he looks too tired, Yan Yian thought. His loose black clothes highlighted his pallor and fatigue.
After running upstairs again, Ning Changkong finally sat down on the sofa and took a donut covered with icing sugar from Yan Yian.
"I have already informed the Foreign Affairs Bureau and Tiangong Technology that President Jiang is out of danger." Yan Yian rubbed the edge of the phone nervously, "But in terms of public opinion, it is better to use Teacher Chu's account..."
"Yeah, I know." Ning Changkong replied vaguely, then held the donut in his mouth and took out a mobile phone from his pocket with his free hand.
It was Chu Qingge's phone. Yan Yian's pupils shrank.
The phone was covered with an anti-snoop film, so she couldn't see the screen clearly, but she could clearly see the action of unlocking the phone with fingerprints.
Even if it wasn't a fingerprint unlock, this scene already explained a lot. Yan Yian was filled with shock.
Ning Changkong was so familiar with the apartment that Chu Qingge trusted him with her phone and the unlocking method... This was enough to show that there was a trusting relationship between the two of them that she was unaware of.
Someone else had asked the question for her. "What's going on with you and Qingniao?" Bai Xian said the first thing he said when he got here.
Ning Changkong paused while editing the message and took a deep breath.
Bai Xian continued to ask doubtfully, "You went out every day without telling me, just to come here to look for her?"
Yan Yian heard the sound of his own rational strings breaking.
Ning Changkong paused tapping the screen, cleared his throat, and spoke slowly: "When President Jiang wakes up, I'll explain it together. I don't want to explain it twice."
...Please let me think about it for a while.
Half an hour passed slowly. Ning Changkong confirmed the content of the reply with Chu Qingge in the telepathic connection, and replied to the various messages Chu Qingge received one by one to calm people's hearts.
By pretending to be focused on the business, you can pretend not to notice the passionate gazes from the man and the monster on the left and right.
After editing the last message with great difficulty, Ning Changkong put down his phone helplessly and stood up: "The evil spirit in Mr. Jiang's body has not been completely eliminated, so it is best not to move. The thieves outside may attack again. This is the safest place. Mr. Yan, why not stay overnight?"
Bai Xian interjected sinisterly, "Shouldn't the owner of this place be the one asking this kind of question?"
The words "I'll go clean up the room" that Ning Changkong had originally prepared to use to escape were stuck in his throat. He didn't know whether to say it or not.
Just as the gossiping eyes were getting heated, Chu Qingge awkwardly pushed open the door of the master bedroom and coughed lightly to attract the attention of several people downstairs:
"He's awake."
Ning Changkong raised his head expressionlessly and met Chu Qingge's rare evasive gaze.
The 200-meter radius of this apartment is within your monitoring range. You can monitor Jiang Yunxiao's condition without staying in the room.
——You just want to leave me alone and embarrassed!
The first year of the spiritual recovery, April 20, 16:03, Chu Qingge's apartment, master bedroom.
"It was a long-range spiritual weapon. The evil spiritual power bombarded your lungs and destroyed the balance in your body."
"Master Zuo found the 'sniper' who used the weapon, but he had already blown himself up while holding the weapon, leaving only some metal fragments at the scene."
"So..." Jiang Yunxiao, who was lying on the bed, looked at Ning Changkong's face for a moment, "Are you Mingqi-kun?"
"Yes." I've only met him two or three times while he was wearing a mask. It's hard for you to recognize him.
"This is..." Jiang Yunxiao narrowed his eyes and looked at the furnishings in the house.
"My home." Chu Qingge replied calmly.
There was an awkward silence in the room.
Ning Changkong was on the verge of digging his toes into the floor in embarrassment, but he regained his composure as a gold medal executor: "I happened to meet Mr. Yan when I was having dinner at the hotel. Phoenix spiritual power has the function of clearing away evil spirits, so I came over to help."
Chu Qingge continued, "Boss Jiang's health is not stable yet, and he needs Mingqi's help. Please stay at my humble home tonight."
These words were said to Ning Changkong and Bai Xian.
After all, it was not appropriate to mention the Phoenix Blood in front of Bai Xian, so Chu Qingge tried to get around the question of why she came here: "As for Yi An, maybe I can send you to Kunlun, and you go find Pavilion Master Zuo..."
"I think it's fine for me to stay here." Yan Yian quickly refused.
I haven’t heard the gossip yet!
Awkwardness was growing in the room. When Chu Qingge and Ning Changkong were arguing in their mind connection about who should clean up the room first and flee the scene, Jiang Yunxiao coughed twice and spoke:
"This... Senior, I would like to discuss the specific thank-you gift with Mingqi-kun." He looked at Bai Xian, "It involves the confidentiality of Tiangong Technology, so please step aside for a moment, thank you."
Bai Xian stared at him for a while, then looked at Ning Changkong, nodded reluctantly, turned around and went back downstairs.
The moment Chu Qingge opened the barrier, Jiang Yunxiao spoke slowly:
"You're the real 'one', right?"
He was looking at Ning Changkong.