It was quiet for an unknown period of time, with only the breathing of the two people and the crackling of the campfire, nothing else.
Wei Qingge was also getting sleepy, exhausted as she lay in his arms.
"Are you asleep?"
The words left her lips, but there was no response. She looked up and saw him lying there with his eyes closed, his face pale, quiet, and without a sound.
"Li Qiongyu?!"
She quickly reached out to touch his head, it was very hot.
Wei Qingge was anxious, she pulled out of his embrace, and just as she was about to turn, her wrist was suddenly grabbed. She turned back to see him forcing himself to open his eyes.
"Where are you going?"
"You're awake, I thought you had passed out," Wei Qingge said excitedly, going to touch his head. "It's so hot, wait here for me, I'll go find some herbs to boil for you."
Li Qiongyu, his face pale and weak, held her back and lay down on the stone bed behind him.
"Don't go."
"How can that be, you won't be able to handle a night of fever."
"Wet that white cloth and bring it over for a cold compress."
Wei Qingge knew he didn't want her to go out alone. She frowned, but looking at his complexion, she could only agree.
"Alright, alright, let go of me first, I'll go get it."
She wet the clothes she had torn off earlier and walked to the stone bed, uncovering his clothes.
The dense scars and bloodstains on his chest were shocking.
Whether it was from struggling just now, or from her lying on him, blood had stained through.
Wei Qingge cursed herself in her heart and carefully wiped his body to cool him down.
He had fallen asleep, dazed, his face looking extremely pale.
She glanced at the herbs next to her, rummaging through them, and found that only a few withered yellow grasses were left.
If this continued, he would burn up.
Wei Qingge thought about it, and carefully moved her steps towards the outside of the cave.
Li Qiongyu had fainted, and did not hear her movements.
She quietly pushed open the gap that only one person could pass through and slipped out.
The moonlight illuminated the land, and Wei Qingge stepped on the creaking snow, running to the place where she had just picked the herbs.
She casually found a stick, dug away the snow covering it, picked all the herbs she could find nearby, wrapped them in her clothes, and hurried back.
In the dark night, the road was very difficult to walk, and the surroundings were dark. If it weren't for the moonlight illuminating a small path, she wouldn't be able to see anything at all.
She ran back, panting, carrying the herbs, but as soon as she entered the cave entrance, she found two disheveled figures.
Wei Qingge was greatly alarmed and quickly drew her knife.
"Who?!"
Chi Yan hadn't had time to look around when she sensed killing intent from behind her.
She immediately let go of Xu Qing and, turning her hand, drew her knife to hack.
In the glow of the fire, Wei Qingge saw who had come.
Her eyes instantly turned red, and the knife in her hand slashed down fiercely. While her movements were sharp, she did not forget to protect the herbs in her hand.
Chi Yan also did not expect that the mountain cave she had finally found was already occupied.
And it was these two people?!
She let out a cold snort, her hands also showing no mercy. If it weren't for this fool, how would she have fallen off a cliff?
"You're not dead, you're really lucky to be alive."
Wei Qingge spat, "It's heaven's fault that you're not dead."
"You---"
"What about me?"
Seeing her smug expression, Chi Yan's teeth itched with anger.
Already seething with anger from falling off the cliff, she was also mocked by a young girl. A frosty look condensed in her enchanting eyes, and her attacks became even more ruthless.
The two fought fiercely, their eyes filled with a ferocity that seemed to want to kill the other.
In the narrow cave, gusts of dust were kicked up.
Xu Qing, choked by their fighting, coughed violently, spitting out bright red blood.
Chi Yan heard it, turned her head, and seeing his condition worsening, her heart became anxious.
"I'm not fighting you anymore."
She said, and put away her knife.
Wei Qingge was shaken back a step by her and stood firm without pursuing.
She knew that her martial arts were no match for this woman, and that Li Qiongyu's injuries could not be delayed any longer.
With this thought, she quickly put down the herbs in her arms, made a fire, and set up the pot.
"This is our fire, you go to that side."
Chi Yan frowned, "On what grounds?"
"We were here first, do you understand the concept of first come, first served?"
This brat.
Chi Yan wanted to say more, but Xu Qing stopped her and voluntarily moved to the side.
The place where they were sitting was far from the fire, and it was very cold.
Chi Yan glared at Wei Qingge, who was fiddling around, and saw her frowning at the pile of herbs, a glint in her eyes.
She doesn't know the herbs.
She thought for a moment and said, "Hey, let's make a deal. Give me some firewood and the herbs in your hand, and I'll tell you how to use those herbs."
She didn't have time to go out and find these things, his injuries were too severe.
Wei Qingge heard her words and, touching Li Qiongyu's forehead which was still burning hot, pursed her lips slightly.
"Why should I believe you?"
"Why would I lie to you?"
Wei Qingge said coldly, "Who knows what trick you're playing?"
Chi Yan said angrily, "If the medicine is brewed, I'll drink it first. If it's poison, it'll kill me first."
Hearing this, Wei Qingge thought for a moment and said.
"I'll give you the firewood first, and after he takes the medicine and his fever subsides, I'll give you the herbs."
Chi Yan couldn't be bothered to argue with her, as she would have to give firewood to Xu Qing to cauterize his wound and clear the blood clots inside anyway, which would take time.
"Fine."
Wei Qingge immediately threw some dry firewood to her. After Chi Yan made the fire, she told her which herbs were needed.
Wei Qingge had stayed in the military camp and knew basic fever-reducing prescriptions. After taking out the necessary herbs, she began to boil the medicine.
The pot was steaming and bubbling, and the entire cave was filled with the aroma of herbal soup.
While the medicine was boiling, Wei Qingge quickly went to check his leg.
Only then did she realize that his leg injury was the most severe.
The vines encountered during the cliff fall had pierced into his flesh, and after falling into the water, the wound became infected. It had only been simply bandaged, and blood was seeping out. The poultice applied earlier had already soaked through, and black pus had dissolved around it, the wound cracking terrifyingly.
She quickly examined it carefully and found that the bone in his leg was red and swollen, likely from hitting rocks while protecting her when they fell into the water.
Her eyes immediately turned red. She turned to get water to clean his wound, and then smeared the medicinal juice on the surface, spilling blood all over the ground.
His wound had not received timely treatment and had become infected.
Wei Qingge bit her lip, thought for a moment, and decided to stitch the wound herself. By the time he woke up, it might be too late.
She washed the small knife, sterilized it with fire, and then began to remove the rotten flesh and pus from the wound. Her small face was tense, and she did it very seriously.
After finishing, she took out the silver thread she kept in her pouch to stitch his wound.
This was taught to her by the army doctor before, but unfortunately, there was no mulberry bark thread now, otherwise, she wouldn't need to remove the stitches.
"Hey, can I have some water?"
Wei Qingge was scared in her heart, sweating profusely, and noticed his leg trembling. She had no time to deal with Chi Yan and ignored her.
Chi Yan was anxious. She needed to clean his wound, but the only pot was being used by them. She couldn't go out to get water, and there was no time to get it.
Seeing that she was being ignored, she asked again.