Behind the military camp, Xu Yuehuai and the Ghost Doctor were busy by the alchemy furnace. Their goal was simple yet arduous—to transform the mysterious power contained in the red rose stone into elixirs that ordinary people could handle.
The air was filled with a strange aroma of herbs and minerals. Each attempt felt like an exploration of the unknown world, but unfortunately, each attempt was just an accumulation of failures.
Xu Yuehuai dragged her tired body back to her residence. She gently pushed open the door, and a cool breeze swept by, making her shiver.
Just then, Qi Guze slowly pushed his wheelchair over.
"Ah Yue, don't push yourself too hard."
Upon seeing this, Xu Yuehuai quickly stepped forward to take the handle of the wheelchair, but Qi Guze gently pressed her down.
"Your face is paler than the night outside. Let me do it."
"Our research is almost successful." Xu Yuehuai's eyes shone with an indomitable light, a yearning for the unknown and a dedication to success.
“Aze, do you know? This is not just for me, but also for ordinary people who are limited by their talents.”
Qi Guze frowned slightly, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes.
“Silly Yue, if you collapse because of this research, all the success will be meaningless. I would rather you stop now than see you get hurt.”
Xu Yuehuai gently embraced Qi Guze, burying her head in his chest, feeling that solid support.
"Aze, just trust us this once. If we still can't do it within three days, I'll stop, okay?" Her voice held a hint of pleading.
Qi Guze remained silent for a moment, then finally sighed softly and kissed the top of her head.
"Okay, I believe you." His answer was short and powerful, but it was the strongest support for Xu Yuehuai.
For the next three days, Xu Yuehuai immersed herself almost entirely in the world of alchemy. She fought side by side with the Ghost Doctor, failing countless times and starting over countless times, each attempt embodying their sweat and wisdom.
Finally, on a stormy night, when Xu Yuehuai infused his own blood into the elixir, a miracle occurred!
The elixir emitted a dazzling light, as if it contained the power of stars.
With trembling hands, the Ghost Doctor carefully picked up a pill and put it in his mouth. Instantly, an unprecedented power surged within him, and he couldn't help but unleash a palm strike. The distant mountains trembled slightly, as if they were about to collapse.
"I never expected that the power you unleashed would be even stronger than mine," Xu Yuehuai exclaimed, her eyes filled with both joy and surprise.
The Ghost Doctor smiled wryly: "However, this consumes a lot of energy. That palm strike just now used up almost half of my power."
He held this power in utter awe and cherished it.
Just as the two were basking in the joy of their success, Xu Yuehuai suddenly felt dizzy and vomited a mouthful of blood, which splashed onto the flames of the stove, making the flames even more intense and crackling.
"Ah Yue!" Qi Guze's voice rang out like thunder. He quickly pushed the wheelchair to Xu Yuehuai's side and hugged her tightly.
Xu Yuehuai tried to stand up, "Aze, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired."
Qi Guze's eyes were full of worry and regret. "You're always like this, never considering your own safety."
"Aze, don't be angry. I know what I'm doing, and I believe our efforts won't be in vain." Xu Yuehuai stroked his cold cheek.
At this moment, even the wind and rain outside the window seemed to be weeping for the couple's perseverance and sacrifice.
Xu Yuehuai nestled weakly in Qi Guze's arms as the two sat in wheelchairs and were slowly pushed back to their residence by the Ghost Doctor.
The wind carried a chill, yet also seemed to carry a hint of gentleness, lightly brushing against their faces, as if comforting them.
"If I hadn't just taken a pill, I would have been exhausted. You two should rest well." The Ghost Doctor's words carried a hint of helplessness and doting. He knew the deep affection between the two lovers and understood that they would do anything for each other. He handed the bottle of precious pills to Xu Yuehuai, his eyes full of concern and expectation for her.
Xu Yuehuai gazed at the bottle of shimmering pills, a complex mix of emotions surging within her. She knew the value of these pills and understood their significance in enhancing her own strength.
However, there were things more important to her than herself.
"This elixir is too precious for me to use," Xu Yuehuai said, shaking her head gently.
"I want to leave this power to those who need it more, to those soldiers who are fighting bloody battles on the front lines."
Upon hearing this, the Ghost Doctor's eyes flashed with a hint of admiration, but he could not hide his heartache.
"It's good that you have this intention, but your health is also very important."
So he could only leave the pills on the table for the time being, hoping that she would change her mind at the crucial moment.
Back inside, Xu Yuehuai lay on the bed, her body extremely weak from overexertion, her consciousness gradually fading.
Just then, Qi Guze quietly stood up, a resolute glint in his eyes. He knew that only his own blood could help Xu Yuehuai recover her strength as quickly as possible.
Qi Guze gently bit his wrist, and bright red blood slowly flowed out. He carefully brought his wrist close to Xu Yuehuai's lips, trying to make her drink this blood that contained life force.
However, Xu Yuehuai sensed that familiar presence in her dazed state. She suddenly opened her eyes, and tears instantly welled up in her eyes.
"No, I won't drink it!"
She used all her strength to push Qi Guze's hand away!
How could she allow the person she loved to hurt himself in order to save her?
This love was too heavy; she preferred to bear all the pain and torment herself.
Qi Guze knew Xu Yuehuai's stubbornness and persistence, and he also understood her deep affection for him. But he knew even more clearly that Xu Yuehuai needed more than just words of comfort; she needed real help.
Ignoring her resistance, he sucked hard on his wound, then kissed her lips, letting the blood flow quickly into her mouth.
Xu Yuehuai's tears rolled down like pearls from a broken string. She wanted to struggle and push Qi Guze away, but her physical weakness left her powerless to resist.
She could only watch helplessly as Qi Guze sacrificed himself for her, her heart filled with pain and self-blame.
"Don't cry, I just want you to be okay." Qi Guze gently wiped away her tears.
He knew his actions might be somewhat extreme, but only in this way could Xu Yuehuai recover as soon as possible, and only then could she continue to fight alongside him and face the storms of the future together.
As time went on, Xu Yuehuai's health gradually showed signs of improvement.
Her face was no longer so pale. She opened her eyes, looked at Qi Guze, and felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and love. She gently took his hand and rested her head on his shoulder.
"Aze, thanks to you this time too, thank you."
She knew that the love between them was irreplaceable by any force. And she was willing to give everything for Qi Guze, including her own life.
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