Abandoned Woman Busy Farming
Chapter 1361 - 1363 How Could I Bear To?_1

Chapter 1361: Chapter 1363 How Could I Bear To?_1

Jiang Yichun rushed to Bai Ruozhu’s side and embraced her, realizing she had been immobilized by an acupoint press. He quickly released her from the acupoint.

"I’m fine, it’s Chiyou, hurry and kill him!" Now was the perfect chance to slay Chiyou—they couldn’t miss this opportunity!

Jiang Yichun turned his head and was about to charge at Chiyou, but seeing things going awry, Chiyou let out a mocking laugh and suddenly, his figure flashed as he attempted to flee, flinging something at Bai Ruozhu and the others.

Jiang Yichun’s expression changed drastically as he firmly shielded Bai Ruozhu in his arms.

With a huge blast, what Chiyou threw turned out to be Lei Zhenzis! And it wasn’t just one but two!

Jiang Yichun, holding Bai Ruozhu, was thrown out by the explosion, but even so, he protected her so well that, although her ears buzzed from the shock, she wasn’t injured—she hardly had even a minor scrape.

However, behind them came a retching sound as Jiang Yichun spat out a mouthful of blood. He had used his body to shield her, and even with his profound inner strength, the close-range explosion of the Lei Zhenzis was incredibly powerful, and he had sustained serious internal injuries!

Jianqi and the others hurried over, with Chenfeng and Muyu running up to Sangta, whose face was covered in blood, using their Sword Finger to make him stay put and not move.

Sangta’s White Tiger was injured and couldn’t get up, but it still let out an unhappy roar at Chenfeng and the others.

"Achun, how are you? Don’t scare me!" Bai Ruozhu cried out in panic, wiping Jiang Yichun’s mouth as fresh blood kept pouring out as if his body was trying to empty all its blood.

"I, I’m okay, it’s my fault for not protecting you well enough," Jiang Yichun said with difficulty and even struggled to reach out to wipe away the tears on her face.

Bai Ruozhu grabbed his raised hand and said tearfully, "Don’t move, I’ll treat your injuries."

She wiped away her tears and swiftly took out a pill and fed it to him, then applied needles to his chest. Jianqi also came over to help direct Qi through Jiang Yichun’s body with his inner strength, which eventually stopped the bleeding and made his complexion look a bit better.

"Hey, you guys done? Don’t you see I came to help?" Sangta yelled discontentedly, wincing from touching his facial wound and sucking in a breath of cold air.

Bai Ruozhu then remembered Sangta and told Chenfeng and the others, "He saved my life and got injured. Let him go."

She got up, took out a bottle of ointment and tossed it to Sangta, saying, "Apply this to your wound, it will scab over quickly, but I’m afraid it’s going to leave a scar. Since the injury happened because of me, I will find a way to prepare a top-quality ointment to help you get rid of the scar."

No matter whether she liked it or not, she couldn’t deny that Sangta had saved her life and been disfigured because of her. Bai Ruozhu was not someone ungrateful, and she would find a way to repay this debt.

Sangta casually wiped his face and said, "What’s a scar or two on a man’s face? It’s no big deal, don’t bother with it. Are women only attracted to my face?"

Muyu commented from the side, "That scar slashing across your face will look rather fierce once healed, enough to make women cry in fright."

Sangta jumped up, "What? That serious? Give me a Bronze Mirror to see!" Hearing that it might scare away women, he suddenly became nervous.

Muyu rolled his eyes, "I’m a man; what would I be doing with a Bronze Mirror? And who carries such a thing around anyway?"

Bai Ruozhu did have a small Western mirror on her, but she had no mood to pay attention to Sangta and Muyu’s bickering at the moment. After telling Jiang Yichun, she slowly walked towards Xiaohei step by step.

Her pace was slow because she was afraid. She feared that what she would see upon arrival would be a lifeless corpse, that Xiaohei’s body was no longer warm. She was so frightened she almost didn’t dare to move forward.

Suddenly, Xiaohei let out a grunt; it must have been in too much pain and hummed in a daze.

Like a rabbit, Bai Ruozhu sprang over in an instant, her eyes brimming with tears. Her Xiaohei wasn’t dead!

She hurriedly checked Xiaohei’s wounds: the internal injuries were severe, and three ribs were broken—it was uncertain whether the broken ribs had damaged any internal organs. Also, one of its front paws was fractured, the bone jutting out, and its body had multiple abrasions, blood soaking its glossy black fur.

Somehow, Bai Ruozhu was reminded of Jiang Yihong’s preference for wearing dark clothes, especially black. She had once thought that he wore black so that Blood Flow wouldn’t allow anyone to see it. At that time, he was in and out of life and death in the Secretariat, and getting injured was all too common.

At this moment, looking at Xiaohei’s glossy black fur, which seemed unblemished despite being soaked with blood, Bai Ruozhu felt that it was like Jiang Yichun, both stubborn and strong.

Exhausted, Xiaohei opened its eyes and, upon seeing that Bai Ruozhu was alright, licked her hand with its tongue, then closed its eyes again, reassured and fell asleep.

Bai Ruozhu didn’t dare to delay and quickly began to treat its wounds. The others watched in amazement, and Muyu even whispered to Chinfeng, "Can the lady also treat animals? Isn’t she afraid that the panther might suddenly bite her?"

By this time, Jiang Yichun’s inner strength had recovered somewhat, and he looked up and said coldly, "That panther was given to her by Qingyan as a beast pet; it won’t hurt her."

Hearing this, Bai Ruozhu turned her head and said, "Just now, Xiaohei was fiercely protecting me, flung away several times, with three broken ribs and a leg, and it’s still uncertain whether it will heal..." She couldn’t hold back and burst into tears again.

Sitting on one side, Sangta was applying ointment to his face and interjected, "Don’t worry, that kind of panther isn’t so easy to die. You don’t need to be sad."

Bai Ruozhu gave him a fierce glare, "Even if it’s not easy to die, doesn’t it still hurt? Xiaohei is not just a panther; it’s also my friend. Would you not be saddened if your white tiger got hurt?"

Sangta chuckled awkwardly twice. He indeed had never felt saddened. He always considered his Beast Team as his subordinates; getting injured was normal, and even dying was normal. How could he possibly grieve over a beast?

But after hearing Bai Ruozhu’s words, he involuntarily glanced at the white tiger lying on the ground and felt an indescribable taste in his heart.

By this time, the fog had cleared, and everything had returned to normal. Only then could one see many masked corpses on the ground, which undoubtedly must have been Chiyou’s subordinates.

After Bai Ruozhu treated Xiaohei’s injuries, she rushed over to check on Jiang Yichun. Jiang Yichun smiled at her and said, "I’m fine. I’ll recover after a few days of recuperation."

All of a sudden, she threw herself into his arms, hugged him tightly, and didn’t care about the gazes of those around her. She choked up and said, "Don’t foolishly act as my shield anymore. You can’t bear to see me get hurt, but do you think I can?"

Jiang Yichun chuckled softly and said in a low voice, "Silly girl, my body is strong, and I can recover quickly from injuries. But you, with your delicate skin and tender flesh, how could I bear to let you get hurt?"

Bai Ruozhu blushed, lifted her head from his shoulder, and scolded him with a glance, "Speak properly. You just take care of yourself."

After saying this, she tried to stand up, but suddenly noticed that her hands were covered in blood. Looking again, the color drained instantly from her face...