Chapter 6700: waste

If others see this young man, they will definitely think that this young man is a dead man who has died.
The process of brewing traditional Chinese medicine is very long, and it took six or seven hours to complete the brewing of traditional Chinese medicine.
As usual, the old man in black robe forced the Chinese medicine into the mouth of the young man.
Looking at the young man's still lifeless appearance, the old man's brows furrowed tightly, and then loosened slightly.
Although the youth still hasn't improved much, compared with half a month ago, it has gotten much better.
At least, the youth is not completely without vital signs.
At least, the old man has been able to feel the low temperature of the young man, and can already vaguely feel the pulse of the young man's body.
Although this sign is very slight, it is enough to spark a glimmer of hope in the old man's heart, a glimmer of hope that he will not give up.
After doing all this, the old man walked out of the wooden house and looked at the sky that was approaching evening.
He carried a backpack on his back and walked towards the barren mountains.
The magical herbs he brought out have been used up in this half month.
Now, he needs to personally go into the mountains to collect herbs, even if it is almost impossible to collect rare and exotic herbs, it is better than nothing!
Such a boring and incomparably dull life, three days have passed in a blink of an eye!
Until today, the eighteenth day after the youth fell into a coma.
The black-robed old man was still doing the same thing for eighteen days.
After helping the young man to feed the Chinese medicine, the old man in black robe went into the mountain again to collect herbs.
Not long after he left, in the dark wooden house.
The young man lying on the hard board suddenly let out a low moan.
Immediately afterwards, his eyelids began to wiggle, and his brows were tight and loose, giving people the feeling that he wanted to open his eyes, but he couldn't open them with all his strength.
Chen Liuhe only felt that he had a very long dream.
In the dream, he was in a daze, his thoughts were scattered, and there was no way to condense it.
All he knew was that he was in a sea of ​​blood, swaying around in the blood-red water.
That sea of ​​blood is boundless, with no light in sight, and no end.
Suddenly, his mind became clear. In the deep sea, he desperately swam towards the sea, but no matter how hard he tried, it seemed like he couldn't swim out of the sea.
He struggled frantically in the sea water, fluttering.
He wanted to shout loudly, but couldn't make a sound.
During this process, his heart was filled with fear and despair, as well as anxiety and urgency.
"Wow!" Suddenly, the water splashed all over, and he finally got out of the blood-red sea water and appeared on the surface of the sea.
At the same time, Chen Liuhe's eyes suddenly opened.
Chen Liuhe, who had been in a coma for 18 days, finally woke up and opened his eyes.
What caught his eye was a simple and dilapidated roof, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of Chinese medicine, which made Chen Liuhe frown deeply.
He rolled his eyes and looked around with difficulty. Inside the wooden house, the furnishings were simple and simple, except for this bed and a wooden table, there were almost no other objects.
What is this place?
Chen Liuhe's thinking gradually became clearer, and this was the first thought that popped into his mind.
He still remembered the danger he experienced before he fell into a coma.
Chen Liuhe's nerves trembled fiercely, and he instinctively wanted to sit up.
But he found that he had no strength, and his body seemed to have nothing to do with him, making him unable to drive.
"What's wrong with me? Where the am I? I'm still alive?!" Chen Liuhe's face flashed with pain.
He wanted to move, but he tried his best, but he couldn't move.
He is too weak now, weaker than ever.
"Have I been rescued? Who rescued me? Master Yingtian and Master Wuming?"
Chen Liuhe thought, he opened his chapped and pale lips and called out twice, but he didn't get the slightest response.
There are many thoughts in his mind, but at this moment he can't do anything.
After several efforts, in the end, Chen Liuhe had to admit the fact that he was sad and desperate.
Apart from being able to lie here, he couldn't even move a finger.
"It's a miracle that you can survive, isn't it?" Chen Liuhe whispered, a bitter smile formed on the corner of his mouth.
At the moment of burning blood and vitality, Chen Liuhe was ready to die.
At that time, he fought with the belief that even if he died, he had to pull Ramu to subdue the dragon.
He clearly remembered that Ramu Jianglong died without a whole corpse, and was shattered on the spot by the terrifying power of Bo Tianshu.
"I don't know how long I've been in a coma, and what's going on outside now." Chen Liuhe, who couldn't be idle for a moment, changed his mind sharply and became worried.
In such a state of random thoughts, I don't know how long it has passed, in short, the sky outside has already dimmed, and it is gradually dark!
"squeak"
Suddenly, the sound of the wooden door being pushed open sounded, Chen Liuhe's body was slightly startled, he turned his head with difficulty, and looked at the door.
Impressively, he saw a man wrapped in a black robe walking in with a bamboo basket on his back.
Obviously, for the first time, the black-robed old man also sensed Chen Liuhe's awakening.
The old face, which was hidden behind the black veil, showed a surprise.
Before even putting down the bamboo basket, the old man quickly flashed to Chen Liuhe.
He stretched out and pinched Chen Liuhe's veins.
The black-robed old man was taking Chen Liuhe's pulse to check on Chen Liuhe's condition.
During this process, the old man's brows were sometimes wrinkled, sometimes relaxed, and finally returned to normal.
"Who are you? Did you save me?" Chen Liuhe looked at the very strange man in front of him and made a very weak voice.
This person is very strange. He is covered by a black robe from top to bottom, and even his face is covered with a black face scarf, so he can't see his appearance at all.
But through his eyes and eyebrows, Chen Liuhe could also see that this should be an elderly man.
Chen Liuhe can also be absolutely sure that this old man has never been seen before.
"Phew." After finishing Chen Liuhe's pulse, the black-robed old man exhaled slightly, as if relieved.
Seeing that the old man didn't answer what he meant, Chen Liuhe said again: "How is my current situation? Is it very bad?"
"I've lost my intuition all over my body and I can't move. Is this the way I've been in my life?" Chen Liuhe asked with a bitter look on his face, and his heart was full of anxiety.