Sword King In A Women's World

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Chapter 102: Healing

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

As Chu Qing drove, he looked at the things thrown on the passenger seat. He felt like he was dreaming. It was too unreal. However, his painful left shoulder reminded him that all of this was real.

Chu Qing’s smile widened, almost to the point of gritting his teeth. The source of his smile was the ambrosia. He had confirmed that the bottle holding the ambrosia was made of Tao metal. However, his expression turned into a grimace as excruciating pain shot through his left shoulder, almost causing him to lose consciousness.

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No matter what, Chu Qing had gained a lot tonight. Looking at the vast road ahead, he put away all his contempt for this world. That dangerous bullet and this bottle made of Tao metal were both silently reminding Chu Qing that this world was vaster and deeper than he had imagined.

If a divine material like the Tao metal were used to make a container, it would be unlikely for an ordinary person to possess the skill to create it. Chu Qing realized that opening the bottle would come at a hefty cost. Additionally, based on the information about the ambrosia, someone had previously extracted a drop of wine from it, indicating their exceptional abilities. Moreover, considering the development and usage of the bullet…

Reverence appeared in Chu Qing’s heart.

A wave of pain surged from Chu Qing’s shoulder into his heart, intensifying the discomfort. He clenched his teeth, determined to endure it, knowing that his bodily injuries were of lesser concern. The use of his soul’s power during the unleashed Desolate Slash had made him acutely aware of his soul’s vulnerability. At that moment, Chu Qing realized the significance of addressing the weakness of his soul.

The dizziness became stronger. Chu Qing was really afraid that he would faint on the way home before he could make it. At this thought, Chu Qing suddenly realized another problem. How could he go home in his current state?

If his parents saw this, he didn’t dare to think further. He turned the steering wheel and decided to stay at Chen Huahua’s place for the night. As for the rest, he would think about it after he recovered.

Chu Qing didn’t anticipate keeping his plans hidden from everyone, but he saw the value in buying himself some time to make the necessary preparations. After all, the sudden demise of a Martial Supervisor couldn’t be overlooked or dismissed so easily. The gravity of the situation demanded a proactive approach.

Taking out the key and opening the door of Huahua’s house, Chu Qing fell to the ground. He really couldn’t hold on anymore. Huahua, who was already asleep, was woken up by the commotion Chu Qing caused and ran out to take a look.

Her beautiful face instantly turned pale. She hurriedly held Chu Qing in her arms and helped him up. She asked repeatedly, “Chu Qing, what’s wrong? Should we go to the hospital?”

Chen Huahua was about to cry from fright. Chu Qing was covered in blood. His face was pale and he was terrifyingly weak as if he would die in the next second.

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“Stop shaking me. 1 won’t die for a while. Don’t go to the hospital. Help me to the bed and clean the dead flesh of the wound with a knife. I’ll be fine after sleeping.” Chu Qing instructed Chen Huahua. How could he go to the hospital in this state?

This kind of special injury could not be hidden from professional doctors. If he went to the hospital tonight, he would probably be arrested by the Martial Supervisory Department and sent to a prison specially built for martial artists tomorrow.

“Oh, okay.” Chen Huahua was already flustered and subconsciously agreed to Chu Qing’s request.

After helping Chu Qing to the bed, Chen Huahua wanted to ask him. But Chu Qing had already fainted. She had no choice but to follow Chu Qing’s instructions.

After taking off Chu Qing’s clothes, Chen Huahua saw the wound and was so frightened that she covered her mouth with her hand. Tears streamed down her face. Chu Qing’s wound, which had been bleeding non-stop, had already stopped bleeding. However, the bowl-sized wound was pitch-black. If one smelled it carefully, they could even smell a stench.

It was the smell of rotting flesh. Ordinary wounds would not look like this. Only special bullets would cause such injuries and accelerate the decay of the flesh.

Chu Qing asked Chen Huahua to get rid of the dead meat to prevent the special metal mixed in the bullet from continuing to infect the body. Only by cleaning it up could he stop it from deteriorating.

Moreover, without that thing as an obstacle, a flesh wound could recover in two to three days with the nourishment of spiritual energy. Therefore, the most important thing now was to clean up the dead meat. Chu Qing handed this matter to Chen Huahua..

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