Li Changfeng held it in his hand and examined it carefully, looking at it again and again.
It looks no different from ordinary blood, and there is nothing special about it.
But it can make the Heavenly Abyss Sword tremble, so it is definitely extraordinary.
Li Changfeng opened the lid and took another sniff. A strong, pungent smell of blood assaulted his nostrils, almost knocking him over.
Then Li Changfeng took out the Tianyuan Sword and placed it together, but the Tianyuan Sword did not react.
Was the slight tremor earlier just an illusion? Or merely a hallucination?
No!
It can't be wrong! The Heavenly Abyss Sword is hidden on my person. If I can't even be sure about this, then I might as well die.
Or perhaps there's a misunderstanding; the anomaly of the Heavenly Abyss Sword wasn't caused by this bottle of blood at all.
One million just went down the drain like that? Could they really be that unlucky? Although it's not her own money, so she doesn't feel bad spending it, Shen Qiqi's money didn't just fall from the sky.
Throwing a million dollars into a ditch and you can still make a sound? That's ridiculous!
Li Changfeng was unwilling to give up. He carefully picked up the bottle and tilted it over the Tianyuan Sword.
Upon contact, the Heavenly Abyss Sword emitted a strong white light that was dazzling to the eye.
Then an unbelievable scene unfolded: the blood in the bottle surged wildly into the sword.
The Heavenly Abyss Sword was like a thirsty child, gulping down delicious, sweet milk and absorbing it all.
The light shone brightly, illuminating every corner of the room, a hundred times brighter than the overhead lights, like the light of fireflies, incomparable to the sun, moon, and stars.
The Heavenly Abyss Sword was extremely excited and trembled incessantly.
With a "whoosh," it soared into the air and spun above the roof.
Li Changfeng was completely bewildered, his mind filled with questions.
This was originally an inanimate object, but at this moment it seemed to have been infused with a soul, which is unbelievable.
In Li Changfeng's understanding, he couldn't comprehend whether there were still unknown aspects to this world, or whether there were still unknown mysteries.
After rotating for about three minutes, the Heavenly Abyss Sword slowly descended and landed in its original spot.
Li Changfeng approached to observe and noticed a delicate dragon pattern on the sword, about five centimeters long, which had never been there before.
What secrets does the Heavenly Abyss Sword hold? What kind of sword is it exactly?
The master obtained it by chance. Seeing that it could cut iron like mud and sever hair with a breath, he kept it as his weapon.
Later, it was passed down to his apprentice, Li Changfeng.
Apart from the dragon pattern, there were no other changes. Li Changfeng picked up the sword and tested it. The weight, feel, and internal energy infused into it were exactly the same as before.
It lived for a moment and then died? A fleeting moment of glory?
Li Changfeng fussed around for an hour, but couldn't figure anything out, so he went out to eat.
Needless to say, he slept with Chen Qiqi in his arms that night.
This girl is too clingy and likes to make little moves. She almost made Li Changfeng lose control. Girls should be more careful with their hands and feet and not touch every part of their bodies. If things go wrong, the consequences will be quite serious.
I was still half asleep when my phone on the bedside table rang. "Hey, honey, did I upset you? Look at the mess you're making."
"Who am I? What is your status? Watch your tone when you speak. How can you be so aggressive..."
Li Changfeng answered the loud DJ ringtone after it had been ringing for more than forty seconds.
"Hello, who is this?" Li Changfeng glanced at the time; it was a little past four in the morning.
"Mr. Li, it's me!"
Li Changfeng didn't recognize the voice immediately. "Who are you?"
"I am Mu Xiaodie, Zihan's best friend."
"Oh, I remember now. Isn't it a bit inappropriate for Miss Mu to disturb someone's peaceful sleep?" Li Changfeng questioned.
Shen Qiqi, who was next to her, rolled over and muttered, "Who is it? So annoying."
"Uh." Mu Xiaodie paused for a moment. "I'm sorry to disturb Mr. Li's rest. It was an emergency, otherwise I wouldn't have been so rude as to call before dawn."
"Mr. Li, can you come to the hospital now?" Mu Xiaodie asked quickly.
"What's up?"
"A patient has an emergency that I can't handle. Can you help me?"
"I do not have a medical license."
Mu Xiaodie: "..."
“Mr. Li, those things are not important for now. Saving lives is the priority. I know your medical skills and I have absolute faith in you.”
"Please, please? I thank you on behalf of the patient," Mu Xiaodie said from the bottom of her heart.
Li Changfeng hesitated for a moment, then agreed, "Okay!"
The main reason was that Li Changfeng had a good impression of her and felt a strange sense of familiarity with her.
If it were someone else, they wouldn't even bother with them.
Although saving a life is said to be more meritorious than building a seven-story pagoda, one should do good deeds without worrying about the future. However, nowadays, it is often not allowed to be a good person, and managing one's own affairs is more important than anything else.
Sometimes good intentions don't necessarily bring good results; more often than not, they can cause a lot of trouble.
Why are people afraid to help elderly people who have fallen? Why are people who kindly call 120 (emergency services) sometimes extorted for money? Why do donations sometimes end up in someone else's pocket?
Countless similar incidents occurred, and gradually people began to wake up, becoming indifferent and losing the helpful and warm-hearted spirit of Lei Feng.
Those with limited resources will face even greater hardship and hardship.
Li Changfeng got up and woke up Shen Qiqi as well, asking her to go back upstairs to sleep. This girl is a very heavy sleeper, and if she overslept, what would happen if Ye Zihan came down for breakfast and Shen Qiqi came out of her room yawning?
Traffic was no longer congested on Jinghai Road at around 4 PM, and the speed was much faster. Li Changfeng arrived at the Central Hospital in less than half an hour.
"Mr. Li, you've finally arrived." Mu Xiaodie greeted him with a smile.
"Where is the patient?" Li Changfeng went straight to the point.
"Come on, I'll take you there."
The two entered a ward where a middle-aged woman lay on the bed, her eyes closed, breathing oxygen through her nose, her face pale, her skin dry and wrinkled, showing signs of hardship.
Standing to the left of the hospital bed was a little girl of seven or eight years old, looking nervous and timid.
"Sister Mu, is the miracle doctor you mentioned him?" the little girl asked softly.
"Um."
"Then will my mom get better soon?"
"certainly."
While they were talking, Li Changfeng had already started to examine the items.
"Sister Mu, thank you." The little girl knelt on the ground, her knees touching the ground, her eyes filled with tears.
Judging from the little girl's and the patient's clothing, skin color, and attire, it was clear that their families were poor and not well-off.
"Don't get up so quickly. You're not allowed to kneel down to people randomly anymore, understand?" Mu Xiaodie said gently, brushing the dirt off the girl's knees.
"Yes." The little girl nodded seriously.
"Miss Mu, what do you think is wrong with her?" Li Changfeng asked, turning his head.
"Life slipped away, organs failed, poisoning has been detected, tests have confirmed, he drank the pesticide dichlorvos."
"With modern medical capabilities, no one can save her. Her internal organs will rot away little by little, and she will have to watch helplessly as she suffers and dies."
"So I called Mr. Li over, and while we were still able to find him, we tried to see if we could pull him back from the brink of death."
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