484: Chapter 484 Aftermath of the Explosion, Healing of the Kirin Arm

Morning light pierced through the sheer curtains, casting a soft golden glow over the luxurious hotel room.

A faint scent of disinfectant floated in the air, intertwined with the woody aromatherapy, diluting the lingering smell of blood from last night's slaughter.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows was a clear blue sky, and below was the sparkling Cuihai.

Several white yachts, like leisurely swans, slowly parted ripples across the azure lake surface, their wakes gradually dispersing.

"Look, look! There is a woman wearing a bikini on that yacht, as if she is shooting a commercial?"

Pan Wendi held a high-power telescope, his body almost pressed against the glass.

His eyes were wide open, and his tone was filled with the excitement of discovering a new continent.

Bailing stood on tiptoe, struggling to squeeze past from under his arm, trying to share the same field of view:

"Where is it? Let me take a look too!"

Pan Wendi didn't even turn his head, blocking to the side with his arm, and muttered:

"Go on, go on, little girl, what does looking at a beauty have to do with you? Why join the fun?"

"So stupid!"

Bailing akimboed with dissatisfaction, snorting softly through her nose:

"Where there are beauties, handsome guys are bound to appear. This is called the Law of Attraction, understand?"

"That's not necessarily true."

Pan Wendi finally deigned to lower the telescope a bit, turned his head, raised an eyebrow with a bad smile:

"I just saw, standing next to that beauty is... um, a director with a beer belly and a Mediterranean bald spot."

"Tch!"

Bailing instantly slumped like a deflated ball, muttered a soft "How boring", and walked away dejectedly.

The bustle by the window didn't affect the peaceful atmosphere in the living room in the slightest.

Fang Cheng was shirtless, leaning back in the off-white genuine leather sofa.

Lin Chuqiao knelt on the carpet in front of him, her long hair loosely tied up at the back of her head, treating the man's injured right arm with Focus.

On the small table in front of her, an open medical kit was neatly placed, fully equipped with cotton balls, gauze, ointment, and tweezers.

The injury on Fang Cheng's right arm looked exceptionally shocking.

The skin in many places was charred and wrinkled, as if scorched by high heat.

Obvious redness and swelling lingered around, and a slight touch would ooze fine blood beads.

This was considered relatively light; more serious were those crisscrossing lacerations.

The wounds were as dense as a cobweb, covering almost the entire arm, and the deepest parts already revealed white bones.

As if pierced and cut by countless sharp blades simultaneously, the muscle tissue was turned outward.

Dried dark red bloodstains were still coagulated at the edges, intertwined with the charred skin, looking exceptionally ferocious.

Lin Chuqiao picked up a cotton ball soaked in iodine with tweezers, her movements as gentle as if treating a rare treasure.

"Bear with it a little..."

Looking at such horrifying injuries, her face was filled with pity as she whispered instructions.

The moment the cotton ball touched the wound, a sharp burning pain instantly exploded.

Fang Cheng's muscles instinctively tightened, and his brows furrowed, yet he didn't let out a single groan.

His expression remained composed, only casting his gaze on the woman in front of him.

Lin Chuqiao tilted her head slightly, a few strands of hair sliding down from her ear and hanging beside her smooth cheeks.

The morning light outlined her soft silhouette, and her skin exuded a delicate soft glow.

Her long eyelashes cast a small fan-shaped shadow on her eyelids, trembling slightly with her gentle movements.

Lin Chuqiao's lips were a natural light pink, tightly pressed at the moment, and she slowed her breathing to the extreme.

Seeming to fear disrupting the measure in her hands and making Fang Cheng suffer an extra fraction of pain.

The two remained silent, making the atmosphere seem somewhat overly heavy.

"Hiss..."

Fang Cheng deliberately drew in a breath of cold air and said in a slightly teasing tone:

"There's no need to be so cautious. Move a bit faster, and I can suffer a little less."

"Brother Cheng, you must definitely not treat this carelessly."

Lin Chuqiao immediately raised her eyelids, her clear eyes holding no jokes, only full seriousness:

"Otherwise, if the wounds aren't handled well, bacteria will breed, the infection will expand, and this arm will be ruined."

Although her tone carried a hint of blame, her hand movements became even gentler.

After cleaning one wound, she immediately changed to a cotton swab, carefully dotting away the blood stains around it.

That meticulousness and patience were as if repairing a broken piece of art.

After disinfection, she then unscrewed a tube of ointment, squeezing a translucent paste onto her fingertips.

"This is a special medicine I found after running to several pharmacies. It's said to have a very good effect on treating burns and cuts."

As she spoke, her lips drew closer to the wound, gently blowing a breath, seemingly wanting to make the impending stinging pain milder.

Her index finger was slender and fair, with neatly trimmed nails, and her fingertips stained with the cool ointment touched the wound.

Fang Cheng could clearly feel the faint medicinal fragrance and the temperature of her fingertips, inexplicably gaining a sense of peace in his heart.

The originally tense muscles gradually relaxed under the woman's gentle soothing.

This was the Four Seasons Hotel located by Cuihai Lake, which was the place they stayed when arriving in Tiannan Province.

After forcing back the mysterious powerhouse last night, Fang Cheng fell naked from high altitude onto the cluttered street.

Although it was already the early hours of the morning, the explosion aftermath, comparable to a missile attack, still alarmed countless citizens.

Many onlookers with constant exclamations quickly gathered around.

To avoid public attention, Fang Cheng did not return to Haoting Hotel, but chose to leave the combat center at the first opportunity.

On the way, he happened to meet a punk attempting to loot during the chaos, and borrowed a full set of clothes and pants from him.

Then he walked through the chaotic blocks nonchalantly and returned to the Four Seasons Hotel.

Lin Chuqiao and the others were also extremely tacit. After explaining subsequent matters to Second Young Master Chen Xuan, they quickly evacuated and rushed to rendezvous.

At that time, seeing the crisscrossing ferocious wounds on Fang Cheng's body, Pan Wendi and Bailing both gasped in fright.

Lin Chuqiao's eye circles instantly turned red, holding back hard to keep her tears from falling, and without another word, she was going to drag him to the hospital for emergency treatment.

Fang Cheng found this difficult to explain.

Although the injuries on his body looked terrifying, they weren't actually that serious; most were just flesh wounds.

With his current Physique, he only needed a few days of quiet recuperation, combined with True Qi healing, to basically recover as before.

But unable to win against Lin Chuqiao's persistence, Fang Cheng could only helplessly pretend to be weak and let them toss him around.

In the current situation, the hospital was crowded and full of eyes; to avoid attracting trouble, it was definitely not suitable to go.

Lin Chuqiao then personally acted as a nurse and surgeon, meticulously taking care of and treating Fang Cheng.

And she indeed seemed to have studied professional first aid nursing, and her wound treatment techniques were unexpectedly proficient.

Fang Cheng gazed at Lin Chuqiao's pretty face close at hand, his heart stirring slightly.

Under the morning light, her eyes were shining, her red lips tightly pressed, and her expression of Focus appeared exceptionally moving.

Speaking of which, if she were allowed to see what he looked like right after ending the battle, she would probably be even more panicked.

Fortunately, the Physique as high as 65 points endowed Fang Cheng with extraordinary recovery power.

Even if the wound self-healing speed could not compare to those deformed experimental subjects and special monsters, it far exceeded ordinary humans.

The redness, swelling, and bloodstains left by the explosion shockwave had already mostly faded on the way back to the hotel.

The truly tricky injury was still this right arm.

Even with the special effect blessings of Iron Fist and Qilin Arm, in that final energy storm, there were still multiple mild fractures, and the muscles were cut to pieces, dripping with blood.

After all, the shockwave formed when the spatial passage was destroyed was simply too violent, far exceeding expectations.

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, unable to help recalling the process of his trying to prevent that mysterious powerhouse from descending.

Originally under the dual blessings of Infinite Combo and True Sun Fire, his storm-like fists were like continuously pouring countless explosives into that halo.

The huge kinetic energy caused was almost equivalent to multiple heavy aerial bombs continuously detonating.

Just that reaction force alone was enough to shatter the arm bones of ordinary abilities.

But that was secondary.

When Fang Cheng's final punch penetrated the halo and completely shattered that "door", the spatial turbulence triggered was the most fatal.

That was not an ordinary explosion impact, but the physical Law destruction effect generated during dimensional collapse.

Countless fine spatial cracks were generated and annihilated in an instant.

Fang Cheng felt at that time as if his arm had been thrown into a meat grinder.

Countless sharp blades attacked from all directions, tearing the skin, cutting the muscles, and even sending bursts of cracking sounds from the bones.

The destructive energy crazily tore at his right arm that reached into the "door", and then gushed out, sweeping across his entire body area.

If he hadn't promptly executed the Evergreen Unfalling Stance Training in mid-air, while also protecting his body with True Sun Fire to form a defensive barrier similar to the Golden Bell Shield, neutralizing most of the damage.

I'm afraid even if he didn't die, he would shed a layer of skin, and the entire right arm would be blown into bloody flesh, completely ruined.

Even so, the True Qi inside his body was consumed immensely.

Fang Cheng's eyes darkened slightly, introspecting his Dantian.

An azure sea of True Qi resided here, serene and profound, without stirring the slightest ripple.

The surface of the sea was also shrouded in a faint golden halo, which was the trace left by the True Sun Fire.

At this time, Fang Cheng could clearly feel that the water level of this vast ocean had dropped by nearly a third out of nowhere.

You must know that since absorbing the flesh and blood essence of the crimson eye and raising his Physique to 65 points, his Dantian capacity had also expanded by more than three times.

If this battle had been placed in the past, it would almost be equivalent to draining all the True Qi in his Dantian, and even overdrafting his bodily potential.

Such an exaggerated consumption was truly staggering.

It also corroborated from the side how terrifying the strength of the mysterious leader of Utopia was.

Fang Cheng muttered inwardly, feeling a bit heart-pained.

Upon returning to Dongdu, absorbing those two ancient remains again, the remaining radiation energy would probably be almost depleted.

It seemed he had to take time to return to Yongan Island and take out all the inventory hidden in the trench Immortal Cave for unexpected needs.

Also, this pair of Qilin Arms also needed strengthening...

"How is it, does it hurt a lot?"

Just as his thoughts drifted far away, Lin Chuqiao's soft voice sounded in his ear.

Fang Cheng came back to his senses, seeing her tilting her face up, looking at him.

Those eyes were like rippling lake water, filled with unresolvable tenderness and concern.

"It's alright."

Fang Cheng reined in his thoughts and smiled slightly at her:

"Mainly because your technique is very good, almost comparable to my medical skills."

Lin Chuqiao was stunned upon hearing this, then her cheeks flushed with a moving blush, and she couldn't help refuting:

"What's that supposed to mean, how could my medical skills be that bad..."

Her voice carried a hint of coquettishness, yet it made Fang Cheng's mood inexplicably much lighter.

Lin Chuqiao lowered her eyelids and re-devoted herself to the work of treating and nursing her boyfriend.

Another dozen minutes passed.

As the last piece of bandage was tied with a pretty bow, Fang Cheng's most severely injured right arm was finally properly bandaged.

"Alright."

Lin Chuqiao let out a soft sigh, straightened her waist, and wiped the fine sweat oozing from her forehead with the back of her hand.

The white gauze was neatly wrapped, from the shoulder all the way to the wrist, forming a sharp contrast with Fang Cheng's bronze muscles and robust figure, appearing somewhat comical.

"Haha, Fang Cheng, this look of yours completely doesn't match last night's mighty and domineering boss style."

Pan Wendi had put down the telescope at some point. As soon as he saw Fang Cheng's arm wrapped like a zongzi, he couldn't help laughing out loud:

"Especially the bow cousin tied for you, it's simply a stroke of genius! How does the saying go, a fierce tiger sniffs the rose, this is called contrast moe."

Fang Cheng was speechless.

"What do you understand?"

Lin Chuqiao's pretty face blushed, and she glared unhappily at Pan Wendi:

"This is a standard surgical knot to prevent it from falling off."

"Understand, understand, I understand everything."

Pan Wendi immediately raised both hands, making a surrender posture, his shoulders shaking with laughter:

"Cousin's medical skill is number one in the world, tying a bandage has more artistic sense than anyone else's, alright?"

Afterward, he came over with a cheeky smile, shifting the topic:

"Hey, seriously speaking, now the Chen family's matter can be considered settled, and we've escaped from the tiger's mouth again. Shouldn't we go out and relax today?"

"Coming to Cui City for so long, only busy chasing cases and fighting to the death, we haven't ridden the yachts of Cuihai yet."

"I agree!"

Bailing immediately bounced up from the other end of the sofa, her eyes shining, nodding vigorously:

"I was scared to death last night, my heart is still thumping now. I must eat something good to calm my nerves! And I want to go shopping and buy bags!"

"No."

Lin Chuqiao immediately shook her head, interrupting the two's fantasies.

Her expression returned to calm and seriousness, pointing at Fang Cheng's arm:

"The whereabouts of Crow and Professor haven't been found yet, plus Fang Cheng is currently injured and shouldn't move around rashly."

Then, Lin Chuqiao also stood up, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, glanced at the street scene downstairs, and lowered her voice a bit:

"Most importantly, with such a big commotion last night, right now the police of Cui City, the Special Investigation Team, and even the people from that mysterious organization are probably going crazy, searching the whole city for clues."

"We are right at the storm center now. Going out and showing our faces at this time isn't that asking for trouble? Therefore, we must act low-profile."

Hearing this, the excitement on Pan Wendi and Bailing's faces instantly collapsed, and like two frost-bitten eggplants, they slumped back onto the sofa.

"Then what about looking for people?"

Pan Wendi scratched his hair.

Fang Cheng put on a loose shirt to cover the bandaged arm, and spoke faintly:

"No need to rush. Regarding looking for people, I've already called Second Young Master Chen Xuan to ask for his help."

Lin Chuqiao turned around, took over the words, and nodded slightly:

"That's right, the Chen family is deeply rooted in Tiannan Province and has broad connections. Last night we helped them an immense favor, and they must repay this human favor."

"Having them step forward to use secular forces to search for the traces of Crow and Professor is much more efficient than us running around like headless flies."

She paused and concluded:

"What we need to do now is wait right here..."

(End of Chapter)