C69 Mixed Drug Therapy

Amidst a cloud of smoke and dust, a slim figure rolled on the ground several times before stopping his momentum. The dust slowly dispersed and a pair of shimmering eyes slightly bent. Just as Zuo Feng was about to smile, he felt pain all over his body, causing his face to twist.

"Hiss …"

Zuo Feng sucked in a breath of cold air. The scratch on his leg, combined with the violent impact and tumble from the landing just now, made him feel as if his entire body was being torn apart.

Zuo Feng's chest was heaving violently. He didn't dare to move his body for the time being, and just lay there on the ground. His eyes were focused on the scene in front of him. Although his body could not move for the time being, his eyes and mind were completely unaffected. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the cave entrance that he had diagonally flew into. He couldn't help but feel a lingering fear when he thought about it.

This trap originally did not give the intruder any chance of survival, but for Zuo Feng, it was an exception. He was only a teenager, and his stature was still smaller than an adult's. Only his stature could force him through the gap between the hole and the tip of the spear in such a way.

Even if this was the case, he was afraid that he would have been seriously injured by the spear point. However, after Zuo Feng used all his strength to pull the iron ring and trigger the mechanism, he subconsciously held the iron ring tightly, and the 10 feet long chain on the iron ring became Zuo Feng's last life-saving straw. Although his body was in unbearable pain, his life was not in danger. It could be said to be a blessing in disguise.

He had been too careless this time. The main reason was that after he had come to this mountain stronghold tonight, everything had gone smoothly. He did not encounter any obstructions or ambushes. Before this, he did not even encounter a single living person.

That night, he had been extremely careful from the very beginning and was always on guard against any unexpected situations. After half a night of investigation, he believed that he already had sufficient understanding of the situation here, so he unconsciously relaxed his guard. Zuo Feng looked at the hole where he had luckily escaped, while reflecting deeply on his reckless actions.

After lying on the ground for almost an hour, Zuo Feng started to move his body. Although he was unwilling, he couldn't bear for him to slowly recover. In the first place, the upper hut had been destroyed by itself, and if anyone approached it, they would find themselves at the mouth of the hole where they had landed.

Although Zuo Feng did not believe that someone else would have the chance to survive, he still did not want to take the risk and slowly recover.

Next was the constant bleeding on his legs. Although he had tried his best to control his muscles to not let them bleed too much, the wound seemed to be really deep. He could already feel the moisture on his back. He had probably lost a lot of blood, which was another important reason for him to get up.

He tried his best to sit up, but what he saw made Zuo Feng frown. A long gash was visible, extending from the thigh all the way down to the side of the knee and all the way down to the calf. The pants had been cut open, and you could clearly see the flesh of the wound. Fortunately, it did not seem to cause too much damage to the muscles.

Zuo Feng reached into his clothes and wanted to touch the bag, but as soon as he did, he touched something furry. Zuo Feng immediately fished out that furry little thing, and after it was fished out, its body trembled. It opened its sleepy eyes and looked towards Zuo Feng.

He smiled wryly in his heart, 'I was worried about it when I got so badly hurt, but it was actually sleeping soundly. The little guy opened its eyes and looked at Zuo Feng, then it looked around again. Perhaps because it had just taken the stopper, the little guy quickly closed its eyes and continued to sleep.

Zuo Feng shook his head and smiled, ignoring the little guy. He quickly took out a small package from his pocket. After opening it, he found many different coloured paper packets. Zuo Feng skillfully grabbed a yellow paper packet from within.

He only glanced at it briefly before sprinkling half of the yellow powder in the paper bag onto the injured leg. Soon, the leg lost its sensation of numbness and Zuo Feng's waist began to lose it as well.

"Sigh, the dosage is still a bit heavy." Zuo Feng shook his head as he muttered to himself. Then, he grabbed another dark red paper packet from within the cloth. After opening it, he saw that the medicinal powder had a dark red color and had a slightly fishy smell. Without any hesitation, he sprinkled all the red medicinal powder onto the wound on his leg.

Zuo Feng reached into his bag again and fumbled around for a while. Soon, a thread ball appeared in his hand. There was a thin needle in the thread. The needle was bent into the shape of a crescent moon, which was the result of the left-hand wind occasionally breaking the needle when it was used to treat the wound. It turned out that the curved needle was more skillful in stitching the wound.

Xiao Chen took out the thing that was attracting the fire and quickly turned the needle back and forth on the fire. He skillfully inserted the thread into the needle and began to sew up the wound without any hesitation.

However, waves of dizziness caused Zuo Feng's hand that held the needle to start to tremble, and he shook his head with all his might. Zuo Feng was currently in an extremely bad state due to the excessive blood loss.

After a moment of hesitation, Zuo Feng seemed to recall something. He took out another small paper packet and opened it, revealing half a bag of dark purple medicinal powder. It was the "Spirit-Sobering Powder" that Zuo Feng had used to harm the grey-clothed person.

Smiling, Zuo Feng would take out a small pinch and inhale with his nose. In less than a breath's time, Zuo Feng could feel his body getting excited. He had used up a pack and a half of his money to deal with the grey-robed man, and now the remaining half of the bag was just as useful. With his current condition, this powder was the most effective.

Zuo Feng let out a long breath and skillfully stitched the wound on his leg. In less than a quarter of an hour, the sutures had been completed. This time, it was a slightly larger paper packet. After opening it, it was filled with a kind of khaki coloured powder. After he smeared the medicinal powder on the wound, he subconsciously looked around and shook his head. The corner of his mouth revealed a helpless and bitter smile.

Immediately after, he started spitting into his hand. Zuo Feng didn't want to be so disgusting, but this powder had to be dissolved with water before it could be used.

If he could use blood, Zuo Feng would still have a lot on his side, because he had a lot of blood around him right now. After dissolving the brownish-yellow medicinal powder with saliva, it slowly turned into a brown paste upon contact with the saliva, and then carefully stuck these extremely disgusting ointments outside the wound.

He then tore open the bottom half of his pants that had been cut, and carefully started to wrap the pants from the thigh down, completely wrapping it with ointment and wounds. Although it took less than a quarter of an hour for the treatment to complete, Zuo Feng was sweating profusely from the pain. It wasn't his leg, but his upper body that was still unparalyzed.

However, no matter what, the terrifying wound was finally treated. After this treatment, Zuo Feng was confident that he would be able to move freely in another ten to eight days. However, he did not notice that the wrapped wound was already beginning to slowly heal. Currently, his body's self-healing ability was something that he did not even notice himself.

Zuo Feng leaned against the wall and let out a long breath. It took him a long time before he could sit up straight. After a short pause, he began to massage a part of his waist with his thumb. This was the acupuncture technique that Zhuang Yu had taught him. It allowed him to move his legs freely as soon as possible.

Slowly, Zuo Feng's numb waist and legs began to feel pain. First, he felt a little bit of pain from sitting on his buttocks for a long time. Then, he felt a burning pain and numbness from the wound he had sewn together on his thigh. Because Zhuang Yu didn't have the cultivation in his body, his acupuncture point contained traces of spiritual energy, so the effect was naturally stronger.

The itch on his leg was extremely uncomfortable. It was the side effect of applying the dark red and earthen yellow medicine. If he was in a safe place, he could quickly regain his senses without massaging his acupuncture points. However, if he stayed there for a moment longer, he would be in even more danger.

The burning sensation on his skin was completely tolerable, but the numbness and itchiness as if there were insects crawling all over his skin was extremely painful, and he couldn't touch it. Zuo Feng just held on to the wall and struggled to stand up, focusing his attention on exploring this area. This method of diverting his attention could still somewhat alleviate the pain he was feeling right now.

The two legs supporting Zuo Feng moved forward with difficulty like two wooden stakes. The air in the cave was very fresh, indicating that the ventilation system was very perfect. According to Zuo Feng's previous observation after he threw up the dust, the place where he landed could be said to be an air vent, so there would definitely be a normal entrance to this place.

The cave entrance was very dark. Although he could feel new air blowing in from behind, it was still difficult to cover up the thick moisture in the cave. This must be a long way underground. Zuo Feng thought like this, and tried to walk forward while holding onto the wall. He could vaguely tell from the direction of the cave that this was the location of the main building that he had stayed in the longest time.

This discovery made his heart even more confident. This was because it meant that the trap before had not been a trap set up on purpose. It really was where he had guessed the secret room to be. He was only a bit worried that the items in the secret chamber would be taken away.

However, according to his own judgement, the survivors from the stronghold had left in a hurry. They should not have been able to enter the secret room in time to retrieve the items. The group of assassins wanted to frame the village, so staying in the village for too long was not a wise choice. Judging by the background of that group of people, it was likely that they were not interested in the things in this small mountain stronghold.

As he was thinking, a turn appeared at the end of the cave. Zuo Feng walked towards the cave with difficulty. He had just turned the corner when he noticed a faint twinkle in front of him.

Zuo Feng's heart skipped a beat, and a faint smile appeared in his eyes. It seemed that this crime would eventually help him achieve his goal.