[GL]Whose Wife Is Always Acting Pitiful? Oh, It Turns Out It’s Mine 145

Chapter 145: Save My Wife

Just as the north cliff of Huangding Mountain was in chaos, Dugu Yuan’an and Diwu Miaofu, unaware of the identity of their biological father, were guarding the bedside, watching the white-haired old man treat Xue Mu.

The white-haired old man flicked the extremely long and thick gold needle gently with his hand. A small stream of black blood suddenly spurted out from the needle tube, splattering all over the bed curtain!

Xue Mu, who had fainted from pain, actually woke up again from the pain, opening her eyes. Her face turned iron-green one moment and pale the next. Dugu Yuan’an’s heart ached watching her, wanting to put her hand into Xue Mu’s mouth to prevent her from biting her own tongue.

The white-haired old man shouted in a low voice, “Back off!”

This shout was extremely majestic. Dugu Yuan’an withdrew her hand and said, “Uncle, can I use a handkerchief to block it?”

“What Uncle? Messing up the seniority—call me Grandmaster!” The old man said grumpily. Flicking his fingertip hard, the black blood spurted out again. Lying on the bed, Xue Mu suddenly bounced up, but was pressed down directly by the old man. Black blood spurted out stream by stream. Only when no more blood came out did the old man nod, pulling out the gold needle. The tip of the gold needle was dyed a layer of blackish red. He placed the gold needle on the soft satin, his expression solemn.

Without hesitation, Dugu Yuan’an knelt down directly and bowed, “Yuan’er begs Grandmaster to save my beloved wife!”

“Now this old man will use the ‘Reverse Flow Origin Returning Technique’ and the ‘Thirty-Six Cycle Life Breath Technique’ to help you repair your meridians and reopen the acupoints of your whole body. This old man’s internal energy is something your current body cannot bear. If you can endure it, you will be stronger than before. If you cannot endure it, you will die of pain. This way of dying is the most pitiful.” Grandmaster said to Xue Mu lying on the bed.

“When this old man helps you repair your body, no one can disturb us. This old man cannot speak, you cannot speak, and others cannot interrupt. As for how long the treatment will take, it depends on the person and the situation. If you can persist, it will take at least a whole day. You have to endure the most intense pain every moment. Once you can’t bear it and your will gives up on your body, this old man cannot save you either, understand?”

Dugu Yuan’an’s heart pounded with fear hearing this. Finally having hope, but—before she could speak, Xue Mu closed her eyes and nodded weakly, indicating agreement.

“Mu’er—” Dugu Yuan’an called Xue Mu’s name repeatedly. Xue Mu opened her eyes again. Even though every part of her body was in pain at this moment, and even her mouth, nose, and eyes were transmitting pain, she still struggled to lift her fingertips. Kneeling by the bed, Dugu Yuan’an carefully touched her with her own fingertips, tears rolling down.

Xue Mu’s face twitched with pain. She tried hard not to distort her features too much, even squeezing out a warm smile for Dugu Yuan’an. Dugu Yuan’an leaned close to her lips to listen to her breathy voice.

“Don’t cry…”

She moved her lips forward, kissing Dugu Yuan’an’s ear lightly, exhaling a short and rapid breath of hot air tremblingly.

—Yuan’er, don’t cry.

Diwu Miaofu pulled Dugu Yuan’an away, while Grandmaster had already pulled Xue Mu up from the bed and began to treat her.

Dugu Yuan’an hadn’t heard of the “Thirty-Six Cycle Life Breath Technique,” but she had heard of the “Reverse Flow Origin Returning Technique.” It was said to reverse the internal energy circulation in the twelve regular meridians and eight extraordinary meridians in the body. If an ordinary person dared to do such a brave thing, with the slightest mistake in the middle, they would be crippled if not dead.

But the “Reverse Flow Origin Returning Technique” could not only successfully reverse the meridians but also greatly increase internal energy. No matter where the meridians and acupoints were damaged or blocked, this technique could repair them. It was a unique skill lost in the martial arts world for a long time. Unexpectedly, the Grandmaster in front of her knew this peerless martial art. Joy arose amidst her grief, her face looking like she was crying and laughing at the same time, like a mad person.

Diwu Miaofu’s injury was originally very serious too, but compared to Xue Mu, it paled in significance. Grandmaster used only one gold needle and internal energy to help her regulate her breath, actually healing the damage to her heart vessels successfully. The speed of effect made her jaw drop, and awe arose in her heart instantly.

“Sister-in-law, look at Huangding Mountain—” Diwu Miaofu walked to the window. From her perspective, many people were standing in a row on the edge of the cliff on the north side.

How could she have imagined that while she was unconscious for a day and a night, so many things happened on Huangding Mountain? She was still confused until now. Thinking that Han Yan was still on that mountain, she couldn’t help worrying.

But Sect Leader Qing Lan’s face suddenly popped into her mind. Then she thought again: With Sect Leader Qing Lan on the mountain, she definitely won’t let her beloved disciple get hurt. This old nun wanted to kill me with one sword strike, but unexpectedly the jade pendant my father left me saved my life.

Thinking of the father whose face she couldn’t remember in her memory, Diwu Miaofu sighed faintly, looking at the rapidly moving figures on the cliff with infinite melancholy and sadness, hearing Dugu Yuan’an say, “Miaofu, is your injury much better?”

“Sister-in-law, are you still worried about me?” Diwu Miaofu forced a smile, trying to make her worry less. “I’m fine. Grandmaster is truly amazing. I think even if we don’t get that ‘Origin Returning Wonderful Method,’ Sister Xue can be cured.”

As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the trembling breathing sound of Xue Mu enduring pain during treatment. Dugu Yuan’an couldn’t help changing her expression, but dared not step forward to disturb. She could only clench her fists and look at the bed curtain, hearing Diwu Miaofu say, “Sister-in-law, how did you guess that the traitor in your clan might be the person who feigned death long ago? How did you guess it was your Eldest Uncle?”

Dugu Yuan’an recited in a low voice, “‘The road of Jianghu is not easy. Do not be hurt by the sorrowful cry of the wild goose (Hong Yan)’—this is what Senior Xue wrote in her suicide note. In that suicide note, there was the character ‘Hun’ (Soul) and the character ‘Han’ (Cold). At that time, I only thought she was admitting her crimes, admitting she killed the Yu Clan members, but didn’t pay attention to the sentence ‘sorrowful cry of the wild goose’.”

“Ah—Yu Hanhong (Containing Wild Goose). So she had already written the hint in the suicide note.” Diwu Miaofu shouted.

Xue Mu suddenly let out a low gasp. Dugu Yuan’an took a step forward, seeing Grandmaster pressing one hand on top of Xue Mu’s head and the other on the major acupoint on her back heart. There were faint airflow fluctuations around the two. She stared blankly at Xue Mu’s profile, only feeling sourness surging in her nose, her heart filled with remorse and pity. She bit her own lip fiercely, breaking the skin—but how could that pain compare to the pain of her beloved wife at this moment?

Diwu Miaofu stared outside intently for a long time, then suddenly gave an “Eh.”

“Sister-in-law, why have those people been standing there all the time?” she wondered.

Dugu Yuan’an came back to her senses, came to her side, and looked out. “It must be my Little Aunt and Wu Qing who brought reinforcements. Don’t know which heroes of the Jianghu they are. Should be related to Grandmaster.”

Footsteps suddenly came from the door. Diwu Miaofu and Dugu Yuan’an turned around at the same time, staring vigilantly at the door. Diwu Miaofu drew a long sword, while Dugu Yuan’an channeled a force in her fingertips. If Yu Hanhong came to snatch people, she would fight to the death with him!

At this moment, Dugu Huansheng’s voice rang outside the door.

“Yuan’er, it’s me.” She said, “I brought someone for you to meet.”