mesbooks Chapter 595 Rescued
Chapter 595 Rescued
When the sunlight came in through the cracks in the thatched hut, Chu Ziyu was awakened by a sharp pain.
He tried to move his ears, and immediately warm liquid flowed out of his ear canals.
"woke up?"
An old voice with a strong rural accent came from above my head.
Chu Ziyu tried hard to open his eyes and saw a face full of wrinkles plowed by time. There were a few beads of sweat on the tanned skin, as if he had just come back from farm work.
The old man's rough fingers pressed lightly on the old cloth wrapped around his abdomen. The cloth seemed to be torn from some old clothes and had a faint smell of soapberry.
"When I found you by the river yesterday, you were almost dead."
The old man pointed to the corner of the house and wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Your master is lucky. He can live with a hole in his heart."
Chu Ziyu turned his head with difficulty.
Through the sunlight leaking through the roof, he saw Lin Ci lying quietly on the haystack in the corner, his chest rising and falling steadily with his breathing.
(Still alive...)
My heart finally settled down and a feeling of fatigue suddenly came over me.
He wanted to prop himself up to see how Lin Ci'an was doing, but he only managed to raise a furry little paw.
"Ouch, don't move."
The old man quickly held him down, his calloused palms warm and dry, "Your leg bone is broken. I tied a branch around it for you. You need to rest for a month."
Only then did Chu Ziyu notice that his right hind leg was tied with a branch.
He tried to sense the demon pill, but could only detect a faint breath. The dragon poison was wrapped around the surface of the demon pill like a spider web, constantly eating away at the little demon power left.
(Has it completely degenerated?)
He looked down at his snow-white belly and pink pads. The Nine-Tail had also turned into a tail, and in this state, he couldn't even use the most basic spells, let alone transform.
"Meow..."
He tried to speak but only a faint cry came out.
As the old man spoke, Chu Ziyu noticed that he was missing two front teeth and looked like a child when he smiled.
Those rough big hands were very cautious, as if they were afraid of hurting him.
"I was washing my feet in the river yesterday and saw you two floating down."
The old man gently stroked his beard with his rough fingers to check his condition. "You are a lucky little kitten. Even with a broken leg, you can still hold on to your master's collar tightly."
The old man turned and walked towards the stove, mumbling as he walked: "When I was young, I also had a little white cat. It was very human-like, just like you. Unfortunately, it was later taken away by a yellow fox in the mountains..."
He scooped a spoonful of steaming broth from the iron pot and blew on it carefully.
"Come on, drink it while it's hot."
The old man placed the bowl of soup in front of Chu Ziyu and scratched his ears. "You little guy, you are even more stubborn than my grandson. You refused to let go of your claws even when you were unconscious."
The aroma of the broth made Chu Ziyu realize how hungry he was. He lowered his head and licked it, and the hot liquid slid down his throat into his stomach, bringing the long-lost warmth.
Outside the house, there was a hen's "cluck, cluck" sound after laying eggs. The old man shouted out the window: "I know, I know, I'll pick it up in a while!" He turned back and said to Chu Ziyu: "This old hen has been with me for eight years. It's more accurate than an alarm clock."
He stood up to check on the unconscious Lin Ci'an in the corner, and touched his forehead to test his temperature with a skilled movement: "Your master is really lucky. Such a big wound on the heart actually scabbed over by itself."
He lifted up the corner of his clothes and took a look. "Strange, there's not even a fever."