Campus Cultivation Master
Chapter 419 - 0420: Strategy to Save People

Chapter 419: Chapter 0420: Strategy to Save People

Chu Feng hung up the phone and looked at An Rongrong, whose face was already streaked with tears. He spoke gently, "Rongrong, it’s okay. I will definitely wake your brother up. Don’t worry, we’re going back to save your brother right now."

"Wah!"

Upon hearing Chu Feng’s words, An Rongrong finally buried herself in Chu Feng’s embrace and cried loudly. An Rongrong shared the deepest bond with her brother; ever since she was young, he had been her guardian deity, always shielding her behind him. After they grew up, her brother was even more adamant about not letting her get involved with any of the family matters, not wanting An Rongrong to be burdened. He wanted nothing more than for An Rongrong to be the princess of East River.

Because An Wenxing had suddenly run into trouble in East River, Chu Feng and An Rongrong also could not stay in the USA any longer.

Chu Feng and An Rongrong took a private jet overnight and returned to East River.

He Sheng had to stay in Gambling City for a while longer because he still needed to make arrangements there.

With four mahjong players around He Sheng, Chu Feng wasn’t the least concerned for He Sheng’s safety.

By the time Chu Feng and An Rongrong took a private jet back to East River, it was already the wee hours of the morning in East River.

After the consecutive rush, An Rongrong was already extremely weary. Her eyes were filled with bloodshot veins, and Chu Feng truly felt sorry for her. He had tried several times to use spiritual energy to help alleviate her fatigue. However, since An Rongrong was just an ordinary person and had never really practiced cultivation, the effect was minimal.

Upon arriving at the airport, the two of them went directly to the An Family hospital in East River without stopping.

At that time, the An Family hospital was surrounded, sealed off as securely as an iron barrel.

The people in charge of guarding the place included not just the An Family’s members but also the Zhuang Family’s.

Chu Feng and An Rongrong had to identify themselves and were thoroughly checked several times before they were allowed through.

This was a special period, where no slip-ups could be allowed.

"Grandpa!"

An Rongrong saw her grandfather, who had aged a lot overnight, and immediately threw herself into his arms.

Seeing An Rongrong return, Old Master An finally felt a sense of relief and warmth.

"It’s good you’re back! It’s good you’re back!" Although Old Master An was holding back his tears, the corners of his eyes still glistened with teardrops.

Chu Feng approached Elder An and said, "Grandpa, where is Wenxing, I want to see him."

Old Master An replied, "Wenxing is lying in the ward. The doctors say there is a huge blood clot in Wenxing’s brain compressing the nerves, and his spine has also suffered serious trauma. Just do your best."

Old Master An knew of Chu Feng’s medical skills, but some things are beyond salvation. For instance, An Wenxing’s injuries—Old Master An had already called Zhang Shisan before Chu Feng’s return.

Zhang Shisan had said he was out of options, and Old Master An didn’t believe Chu Feng would have a better solution.

Chu Feng hadn’t expected An Wenxing’s injuries to be so severe, and his brow involuntarily furrowed.

Chu Feng said, "I will do my best."

"I’ll come with you to see brother," An Rongrong stood up and said.

Old Master An could see Chu Feng’s hesitation and said, "Let’s go in together. I think Wenxing will be happy to know his sister is back."

Chu Feng nodded, and then the three of them entered the ward.

Inside the ward, there was only An Wenxing, who lacked his usual wisdom at that moment. His entire body was wrapped in white bandages, leaving only his eyes visible.

Old Master An had spoken mainly of the primary trauma, but in reality, An Wenxing’s bones were almost completely broken throughout his body.

An Rongrong saw the condition of her brother and forced herself not to cry.

Chu Feng’s brows furrowed even more deeply upon seeing An Wenxing’s state.

An Wenxing’s injuries were indeed too severe, and with his own medical skill combined with the spiritual energy of cultivation, Chu Feng was uncertain whether he could heal An Wenxing.

Chu Feng approached An Wenxing, grasped his wrist with his hand, and found An Wenxing’s pulse to be as fine as a thread.

If it weren’t for the last breath that was hanging on, An Wenxing would probably be dead by now.

Chu Feng understood that the last breath sustaining An Wenxing was his unwillingness to leave the An Family and his sister behind, which was why he was persisting.

This time, Chu Feng’s pulse-taking lasted the longest, without a word spoken for a full half hour.

After half an hour, Chu Feng stood up, came in front of Elder An, and said, "What did my master say?"

Chu Feng knew that Elder An would have certainly called his master first.

Elder An said with grief, "Your master said that with his medical skill, he can’t do anything. If you can’t do anything either, then it truly is hopeless."

"Chu Feng, you must save my brother," An Rongrong cried.

Chu Feng nodded solemnly and said, "I will do my best."

Chu Feng returned to An Wenxing’s side and once again took his pulse.

An Wenxing’s physical condition was truly, truly terrible, with broken bones that had damaged many of his meridians. The injuries to his head and spine were particularly severe.

It could be said that An Wenxing still being alive was already a miracle.

"The most important thing now is to help him regain vitality, but with his current condition, acupuncture would certainly be ineffective. Herbal tonics as well are likely to be of no use. The only option is to try with spiritual energy, to see if the spiritual energy, inherently a miracle of Heaven and Earth, can awaken the vitality within his own body. As long as this vitality can be awakened, everything else will be manageable," Chu Feng thought to himself, silently calculating how to save An Wenxing.

If An Wenxing’s own vitality responded to Chu Feng’s spiritual energy, then An Wenxing could continue to live by this thread of vitality. As for the rest, it wouldn’t be so difficult for Chu Feng.

After all, the human body also possesses a certain ability to heal itself, and later, in combination with Chu Feng’s cultivation, it might not be impossible to create another miracle.

Having made his decision, Chu Feng began to act.

An Wenxing’s meridians were so fragile they couldn’t get any weaker, and Chu Feng started with only a wisp of spiritual energy.

Chu Feng allowed this wisp of spiritual energy to wander through An Wenxing’s body, attempting to connect all his broken meridians and trying to awaken that thread of vitality within An Wenxing’s body.

But An Wenxing’s Life Fire was really too weak; Chu Feng couldn’t find it, let alone stir it up.

"I could attempt to circulate it according to the Beiming Divine Skill technique, to see if I can attract external vitality. To see if this could ignite the small flame that’s no more than a spark," Chu Feng had to change strategies after several attempts.

His own Xuanhuang Technique was definitely not suitable; too enigmatic it was, and Chu Feng himself hadn’t fully understood it. Therefore, he couldn’t rashly use it on An Wenxing, but he knew the Beiming Divine Skill inside out, and it was easier to control.

Chu Feng, following the circulation path of the Beiming Divine Skill, controlled his own spiritual energy with great care to regulate the amount of energy absorbed.

Though spiritual energy acts as nourishment, if it’s too much, it could also extinguish the spark of Life Fire. Of course, this process was also very dangerous for Chu Feng.