Chapter 949

"Can't save him? Why can't we save him?" Bing 'er looked down at the young man, then at Xiao Fei.

Xiao Fei pointed at the young man lying on the ground and said, "Look at him, there are so many wounds on his body. It's obvious that he didn't cut himself, but was cut by someone. He must have offended some enemy. If we save him, when the enemy comes, we will be implicated."

Seeing that Bing 'er was about to say something, Xiao Fei said, "That's only one of the reasons. The other reason is that he has so many wounds on his body, he is not far from death. Even if we bring him back, he will die. Think about it, bringing a dead person back, how unlucky is that?"

Xiao Fei looked at the young man with obvious disgust, "And look at him, there are so many wounds on his body, they are all white, and they are still bleeding. How disgusting."

Bing 'er heard Xiao Fei's words and hesitated for a moment, then said, "No, I have to save him. He is still alive."

Xiao Fei's eyes widened, "Are you crazy? You really want to save him?"

"Of course, why not?" Bing 'er said.

"Brother Xiao Fei, hurry up and carry him back. I have to find someone to treat him. What a pitiful child, to be cut up like this." Old Zhang limped over.

Looking at the wounds on the young man's body, Xiao Fei's face was full of reluctance. He asked again, "Old Zhang, are you sure you want to save him? You have to know that if you save him, you will bring a big enemy to the tribe."

Old Zhang said, "I am just an ordinary person. I only know that a child was seriously injured. As for the enemy, I don't care."

Xiao Fei's face turned cold, "Old Zhang, you are too selfish. You don't have to care about yourself, but you should think about Bing 'er. What if the enemy comes and wants to make trouble for Bing' er?"

Old Zhang hesitated. He could ignore himself, but he couldn't ignore Bing 'er.

Bing 'er pushed Xiao Fei away and said loudly, "If you don't care, then fine, I will. Grandpa, put him on my back, I will carry him back."

Being pushed away, Xiao Fei was a little angry, "Bing 'er, are you crazy? You really want to make trouble for yourself. Hey, what is this?"

Xiao Fei saw the little monkey on the young man's arm. The little monkey was obviously sleeping. It was only the size of a palm and looked extremely cute.

Bing'er pushed Xiao Fei away again. Xiao Fei was angry, but he did not act out. Instead, he said, "How about this? I'll carry him back, but as a reward, give me this monkey."

"This belongs to someone else. You can't take it. Brother Fei, you're really disappointing."

Bing'er's eyes were filled with disappointment. She struggled to support the young man, but after taking a few steps, she began to stagger.

Bing'er was just a normal person. She did not have much strength, and the road was not easy to walk. Old Zhang's heart ached, and he said to Xiao Fei, "Brother Xiao Fei, this thing belongs to the child. You can't take it. How about this, I'll give you all the bull pelts in my house, and you can help us carry her back. Don't worry, if our enemies come knocking, I won't say you carried her back."

Xiao Fei hesitated for three seconds before nodding. "Alright, you said it. A complete piece of bull hide."

After that, he walked over to the young man and muttered, "This guy is covered in water. It's really disgusting. The clothes are ruined, but it's worth it."

After that, he took the young man from Bing'er and smiled at her. Bing'er snorted coldly and did not respond.

On the way back, Xiao Fei thought of ways to make Bing'er laugh.

"Bing'er, don't worry. When I have enough dowry, I'll marry you." Xiao Fei said proudly.

As his words fell, Old Zhang and Bing 'er's eyes flashed with disdain. The former was thinking,' My granddaughter won't marry someone like you, 'while the latter was thinking,' I won't marry someone like you. '

Xiao Fei seemed to be afraid of getting into trouble, so he gave up the chance to talk to Bing'er and quickly walked back.

On the way back, he deliberately avoided some people, and then walked to Old Zhang's house.

Old Zhang lived in two wooden houses. He went in and threw the young man on the bed. At the same time, he gasped and said, "I'm so tired, so tired. Do you have water? Bing'er, get me some water."

Bing'er went back to the room to get water for Xiao Fei, and Old Zhang quickly went into the other house. After a while, he took out a bundle of folded bull hide. This was bull hide, and could be made into leather armor. It was very tough, and was one of Old Zhang's few possessions.

Xiao Fei drank two mouthfuls of water, and then took the bull hide and opened it. He said, "Old Zhang, you didn't lie to me right? Give me a bad one."

Old Zhang said, "Brother Xiao Fei, look, this is definitely good stuff. Oh right, Brother Xiao Fei, when you leave, please call Doctor Zhang and ask him to come over."

Xiao Fei looked at the bull hide and nodded with satisfaction, but soon shook his head and said, "I'm not going. If you want to go, you go."

"Bing'er, you go, I'll take care of him." Old Zhang helplessly said to Bing'er.

"Okay." Bing'er quickly left.

Xiao Fei said, "Wait for Bing'er, we can walk along the way."

Bing'er snorted, and sped up.

After a while, Bing'er came back with a white-haired old man holding a wooden box. During this time, they could hear Bing'er urging, "Grandpa Doctor, hurry up."

When Doctor Zhang came in, he saw Zi Chen, and saw the wounds on his body, and frowned.

After that, Doctor Zhang put down the medicine box in his hand, and stepped forward to take Zi Chen's pulse. Old Zhang and Bing'er looked at Doctor Zhang, and then looked at Zi Chen, not daring to breathe.

"Sigh." After taking the pulse for a long time, Doctor Zhang sighed.

Old Zhang and Bing'er's hearts skipped a beat, because if a doctor sighed, it must be some kind of chronic disease, or it could not be cured.

Old Zhang asked, "Doctor Zhang, how is it?"

Doctor Zhang sighed, "The injury is very serious, the pulse is intermittent, and could stop at any time. It is very unstable."

"Is there a way to cure it?"

Doctor Zhang shook his head, "It's better to prepare for the funeral. With such a serious injury, he can't hold on for too long. Moreover, he seems to be sleeping at the moment, but in fact, he fainted in pain. I'm afraid he won't wake up again."

"Grandpa Doctor, he is still breathing, and his breathing is very even. How can he not live?" Bing'er's eyes were red.

"His pulse is very weak, and his very even breathing is just an illusion. Moreover, you see the wounds on his body, there are too many. Although he is no longer bleeding, it doesn't mean that it has stopped. It means that the blood has already flowed out. His physique is still very good. If it was an adult, he would have died long ago." Doctor Zhang said.

"Then can you prescribe some medicine?" Old Zhang asked.

Doctor Zhang looked at Old Zhang's room. There were only four walls in the house, and he said, "Save it, and don't prescribe any medicine. Prepare for the funeral as soon as possible."

After that, Doctor Zhang packed up his things and was about to leave.

"Bing'er, go and get some beef jerky for Doctor Zhang."

Doctor Zhang hurriedly waved his hand, and said, "No, no, this visit will be free. Sigh, a child being cut like this, it really hurts."

Old Zhang sent Doctor Zhang to the door and asked, "Doctor Zhang, is there really no way to save him?"

Doctor Zhang shook his head and said, "We can only leave it to fate. Maybe there will be a miracle."

"Miracle." Old Zhang's mouth was full of bitterness: "Can there be miracles in this world?"

In the room, Bing'er looked at the sleeping Zi Chen. She put her finger under his nose and felt the strong breathing sound. She said, "I believe that you must be sleeping, you won't die."

Just like that, Zi Chen lived here, and Bing'er took care of him. But now Zi Chen couldn't eat, so Bing'er could only use a small spoon to feed him some meat soup.

Two days passed, Zi Chen's breathing not only did not weaken, but also became stronger. And when Bing'er woke up, she found that the many wounds on his body seemed to be showing signs of healing.

She called Doctor Zhang again. After he checked Zi Chen's pulse again, his eyes were full of disbelief: "Miracle, it's really a miracle."

The two looked at Doctor Zhang, and Doctor Zhang exclaimed: "His pulse has become clear, and his wounds are obviously healing. This is really a miracle."

Bing'er was happy when she heard that, and asked, "Grandpa Doctor, you mean, he will slowly wake up on his own?"

Doctor Zhang nodded and said, "I think so. Even with such heavy injuries, he can heal on his own. He is not a mortal."

"Not a mortal." Old Zhang's eyes flashed.

Bing'er also said excitedly: "Grandpa Doctor, you mean, he is one of those immortals who can fly."

Doctor Zhang shook his head and said, "Not an immortal, but a cultivator. An extremely powerful cultivator who can fly. There is nothing he can't do. Congratulations, congratulations to the two of you. You actually saved such an existence. It's really good to have good karma."

Bing'er and Old Zhang lived in a tribe called the Zhang tribe. Everyone in the tribe had the surname Zhang. This was a small tribe with more than 655 households and more than 055 people.

Old Zhang's family saved a powerful cultivator. This news quickly spread throughout the small tribe. For a time, all kinds of envious voices sounded. Zi Chen had not woken up yet, but many villagers came to visit Zi Chen.

They brought food from home and some herbs they picked from the mountains, and came one after another.

Xiao Fei's family even brought back the bull's skin. They even brought Xiao Fei to apologize. They said that Xiao Fei was young and didn't know any better. After doing a good deed, he shouldn't have taken any benefits.

After getting Old Zhang's forgiveness, Xiao Fei went out and told everyone that he carried this cultivator back. His face was full of pride.

In a small tribe, cultivators were almost like immortals and gods. Everyone was filled with reverence towards Zi Chen.

Originally, Old Zhang wanted to go out to find food. For example, he wanted to go to the place where he saved Zi Chen to catch some fish. But since the villagers sent a lot of food, the two didn't need to worry about food anymore. They focused on taking care of Zi Chen.

During this time, the happiest person was naturally Bing'er. Because she felt a thick warmth, a thick warmth. This warmth was given by the villagers. In these days, everyone was like a family.

And every time they went out, everyone would praise Bing'er for being sensible and beautiful. Their eyes were like looking at their own daughter. They were afraid that she would melt in their mouth.