Obsessed

In the early morning of the mountain village, both men and women had just woken up. Men were practicing martial arts in the training ground, while women were mending clothes in front of their houses.

In this quiet morning, a panicked woman ran past the doors of each house, shouting: "Quick! Come and help me, something bad has happened!"

Zhang Tieniu happened to pass by with a knife in his hand. Curious, he pulled the man over and asked: "What happened?"

"Boss, the woman we captured a few days ago had an accident."

"It was her!" Zhang Tieniu's heart tightened, "What happened?"

"Miss Yue's old injury recurred, and her life is hanging by a thread."

"What?" Zhang Tieniu was shocked, "Hanging by a thread?"

"Yes, the boss is in an emergency, and Mr. Zhuo asked me to call a few people to help."

After that, the woman said no more, called a few people and quickly went to the thatched house.

Zhang Tieniu was a little confused, patted his forehead, frowned, and didn't know what was going on, so he hurried over.

Outside the thatched house, several people were already in a mess.

Xia Shang and Mr. Zhuo were cooperating with each other inside, sometimes giving acupuncture, sometimes changing water, and they were very busy.

Zhang Tieniu arrived at the door and was shocked to see a large pool of blood in the thatched house.

"What's going on?"

A person in front of the door said: "I heard from Mr. Zhuo that Miss Yue's old illness has recurred, her meridians are damaged, and she is almost dying."

"Why is she dying?"

"We don't know either. Miss Yue's behavior was a little strange a few days ago. I didn't expect her illness to be so serious today."

Zhang Tieniu frowned and looked around the house. He thought that she was so seriously injured that even if she was barely saved, she would not pose a threat. After thinking about it, he left the thatched house silently.

On the bed in the thatched house, Yue Haitang's face was ashen, sweating, bloodshot at the corners of her mouth, and her lips were purple, which was shocking.

Now, Xia Shang finally knew what she had been doing these days. It turned out that she was secretly practicing martial arts!

Not to mention that her internal Qi has been exhausted, her body has not yet recovered to its best condition, and what she practiced is not ordinary Kung Fu, but definitely a very special internal Kung Fu. When Xia Shang saw her this morning, her whole body was steaming, a layer of purple air was attached to her face, and her expression was extremely painful.

Not long after, she suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted directly.

Then she appeared in her current state.

Mr. Zhuo was resting outside the house. When he heard the movement in the thatched house, he immediately ran in. He took a look and asserted that it was a symptom of practicing Kung Fu and going crazy.

It is impossible for ordinary warriors to go crazy and go crazy so seriously, but Yue Haitang's body has not recovered, her Kung Fu has been dispersed, and she has practiced an extraordinary Kung Fu. The combination of the three makes the injuries in her body more serious.

If it weren't for Mr. Zhuo, Yue Haitang would have died dozens of times.

Today, Mr. Zhuo did it himself, and there were medicines to help, and Xia Shang assisted from the side. After working for half an hour, Mr. Zhuo breathed a sigh of relief and said that her life was saved.

This is not the end.

After another hour of emergency treatment, Mr. Zhuo said that she could have a good rest.

Mr. Zhuo's miraculous medical skills amazed the people in the village, saying that he had supernatural means to bring patients back to life. But Mr. Zhuo was already exhausted, and fell asleep on the bed after treating Yue Haitang.

Xia Shang was also a little tired, but he was more concerned about Yue Haitang's injury.

After all, human life is at stake, even if the other party is not a person of great importance, he cannot remain silent.

After sitting by the bed for a quarter of an hour, Yue Haitang woke up, opened her eyes drowsily, and could vaguely see a figure. Although it was not clear, it was very real, and she knew who was guarding the bed.

"How are you? How do you feel?"

Yue Haitang did not answer, but smiled faintly, and then said a string of words that Xia Shang could not understand: "Heaven chose me to be ordinary."

"Hey, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you dreaming?"

The woman on the bed was as sick as a withered yellow leaf, without a trace of life, but her smile was like a young leaf on a dead branch, green and dripping, symbolizing a new life.

Yue Haitang knew in her heart that she had silently told herself that if she could open her eyes this time, she would accept the arrangement of fate. That night was not to make Xia Shang swear, but to force herself to forget the grievances and hatreds in the rivers and lakes and some unrealistic extravagant hopes.

The last bit of unwillingness in her heart also disappeared in this obsession. This opening of her eyes marked the end of the Water Moon Fairy. From then on, there was no Water Moon Fairy in the world.

Xia Shang did not know about Yue Haitang's changes, but he had a grudge in his heart, a grudge against Yue Haitang for not cherishing her life.

Because Xia Shang saved her, her life now has more or less Xia Shang's contribution, but she doesn't care about these, and keeps torturing herself.

"This is the last time. If you torture yourself again, I won't save you."

"Isn't it just practicing martial arts secretly? What's there to hide? And you're pretending to be mysterious! Do you know that you almost died today?"

"Also, I know you should have been a martial arts master before. What kind of martial arts masters have I not seen? Are you martial arts learners so obsessed with martial arts? Isn't it just that you don't have martial arts? Why force yourself to practice?"

"The most important thing in a person's life is not martial arts, nor how powerful you are, but what kind of people are around you. Is there anyone who cares about you and loves you? Do you have anyone to care about and love you? Little girl, these principles of life have never been taught to you before, so listen carefully today."

Sometimes Xia Shang is really a bit like a woman, with resentment in her heart, and speaks like a chatterbox, nagging non-stop.

It was really not a good experience for Yue Haitang to hear it.

Xia Shang wanted to say something, but suddenly felt his hand on the bed being held.

A cold little hand gently placed on Xia Shang's hand, and the little finger hooked Xia Shang's little finger, and moved gently, feeling like a willow leaf trembling in the palm of his hand.

"Don't... don't say it."

Xia Shang was upset, and it seemed that his earnest words were of no use at all. He said angrily: "If you don't want me to say it, then just keep my words in your heart. If I hadn't saved you twice and spent a lot of effort, who do you think would want to tell you these? I..."

"I... I know... I know."

Although these words were uncomfortable to hear, this was something Yue Haitang had never felt in her life. She had always been high and mighty and preached to others. When had a man dared to preach to her like this?

This feeling was strange, but also warm.

A faint warmth flowed into her heart, like drinking a mouthful of spring tea, light but sweet.

"I...I want to go out...for a walk."

"You are like this, and you still want to go out?"

"Can you...carry me on your back?"

"No! I am not your servant."

"I...I heard the sound of the stream, it sounds nice, I...I want to go and see the stream."

"Hey! You really asked me to do it, I didn't promise you."

"You stay with me tonight, and starting tomorrow, I will teach you the peerless martial arts."