Chapter 1080: Chapter 1080

Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, the woman in the purple dress couldn't help but look extremely shocked.

Looking at him, he seemed to be just in his early twenties and yet claimed to be a Medicine Alchemist. How could there be such a young Medicine Alchemist? It was indeed quite unbelievable!

"Lianzi's injuries are quite severe; I think it's better to take her to a nearby town to find someone for treatment."

Although Meng Zihao didn't target Ding Fan specifically, his tone was full of disbelief.

Upon hearing the young man's words, Ye Ming kept frowning. Although he also felt that Zihao was right, after all, that person was his benefactor. Speaking didn't feel too good, so he interrupted the young man.

"Zihao, the nearest town is still far away. Lianzi's injuries can't wait until then. I think we can let our benefactor try."

"If Lianzi really dies because of the delay, then whose fault would that be? Would it be his?"

The young man glanced at Ding Fan.

Seeing this scene, Ding Fan frowned slightly.

"Since you don't believe me, then go find a Medicine Alchemist yourselves, then." Ding Fan said directly.

After Ding Fan finished speaking, the woman in the purple dress shouted from the side.

"It's bad! Lianzi's breathing is very weak now. If we don't find a Medicine Alchemist soon, Lianzi will die..."

At this moment, Ye Ming appeared contemplative; finally, as if making a decision,

Ye Ming then walked to Ding Fan's side and sincerely cupped her fists, saying:

"Benefactor, please don't be angry. You, as a grown-up, shouldn't hold grudges against younger people. Benefactor, do you really know the path of the Medicine Alchemist?"

Ding Fan, with an indifferent expression, said:

"I've already said it, but it's not really my business."

Hearing Ding Fan's words, Ye Ming naturally understood his meaning and then earnestly pleaded with him:

"Then, please, benefactor, save my partner. She can't hold on any longer, I beg you, benefactor."

"Yes, benefactor. Please, save Lianzi..."

At this time, the woman in the purple dress also got what Ding Fan meant. Though she, like Ye Ming, couldn't believe that Ding Fan was really a Medicine Alchemist, after all, he was too young. Now, however, they could only act as if a dead horse was alive for treatment.

Because this was Lianzi's last chance.

Ding Fan looked at their sincere expressions and was slightly touched. Seeing the seriously injured woman having not much time left, he thought he might as well finish the good deed he started. He then said:

"You all go out. Leave this to me."

Hearing Ding Fan's words, Ye Ming and the woman in the purple dress weren't very happy because, although he agreed, whether he could heal her was another matter. They then exited the cave with the young man.

The young man, although not optimistic about Ding Fan, said nothing since his companions had already pleaded with him, and followed them out.

Ding Fan came to the side of the injured woman. After a detailed assessment, he couldn't help but find the woman's beauty impressive: willow-like brows, large eyes as clear as a lake, and silky smooth skin. Yet her current sickly appearance slightly marred her beauty.

Moreover, the woman's wound was at the base of her thigh, constantly bleeding. The skin around the wound had changed color, indicating serious injury.

Looking at the wound, Ding Fan knew he had to bandage it first to stop the bleeding. For an ordinary cultivator, stopping bleeding would be quite simple, but the current wound was complicated to deal with, evidently inflicted by a Yuan Beast. Ding Fan deduced the wound was caused by the fangs of a Silver Horned Wolf.

The formidable aspect of this Yuan Beast was that the wounds caused by its fangs were incredibly difficult to heal, often leading to inevitable death. Furthermore, based on Ding Fan's examination, the wound seemed to have cut into a major artery.

Such a task was beyond the abilities of a regular cultivator.

Reluctantly, Ding Fan had to remove the woman's trousers, revealing a pair of gleaming, sleek, icy-smooth beautiful legs and the most private parts faintly visible to him at that moment.

Ding Fan took a deep breath to stabilize his mind. He was aware that he couldn't afford any distractions; otherwise, saving this woman would become even more challenging.

Then Ding Fan used a nearby towel to wipe away the bloodstains around the woman's wound, occasionally and inadvertently touching her private parts. He then took out the silver needles and targeted certain areas around the base of her thigh.

The woman, in her daze, suddenly awakened, feeling someone touch her body. Her delicate face occasionally frowned, and she slowly opened her dim eyes. Seeing her situation and Ding Fan's actions, she was filled with shame and anger.

"What are you doing?"

The injured woman questioned Ding Fan sternly with an extremely weak voice. She wanted to sit up, but her body was too frail, so she couldn't.

"If you still want to live, don't move!"

Ding Fan said somewhat seriously to the injured woman who was about to get up.

At this moment, the injured woman heard Ding Fan's words and immediately noticed the sensation of the silver needles in her leg, realizing that he was treating her.

Though she understood his good intentions, the woman couldn't help but feel shy about her intimate area being exposed to him, wanting to refuse but unable to voice it.

After the three silver needles were applied, the bleeding from the woman's wound indeed stopped. Ding Fan let out a sigh of relief, gently placing his hand near the edge of her thigh wound, close to her thigh root. He didn't mind it and channeled True Qi from his Dantian, slowly injecting it into his hand, and then transferred it into the woman's body.

Streams of True Qi entered the woman's body, making her feel a warm current spread throughout, and the previous pain significantly lessened, causing her frown to ease considerably.

Though still shy, the injured woman did her best to cooperate with Ding Fan, knowing that he was truly trying to save her, even consuming his True Qi. She felt she had no reason to refuse.

Before long, Ding Fan gradually withdrew his hand, already able to determine that the woman was no longer in any danger. All she needed was some rest to fully recover.

Ding Fan removed the silver needles, completely stopping. However, the woman's thigh was still exposed, and Ding Fan helped her put on her pants.

Now feeling that with the True Qi transfer, her body was much better, the woman opened her eyes in shock and looked at Ding Fan, realizing he was a Medicine Alchemist!

This was unbelievable!

Yet, her body still couldn't move much, so she wasn't bothered by Ding Fan helping with her pants, and shyly thanked him:

Ding Fan didn't say much, and after she was dressed, he called in the others from outside the cave.

When everyone came in, they saw the woman's face looking healthy and glowing, in stark contrast to the earlier purplish state. She blinked her big eyes, smiling, leaving everyone amazed!

"I'm sorry for worrying everyone, but I'm fine now."

The previously injured woman smiled as she explained to the crowd. Official source ıs 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡•𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚•𝙣𝙚𝙩

Hearing her words, the group couldn't believe their eyes. Just moments ago, she looked like she was on the brink of death, but now she seemed perfectly fine. Her medical skills must be exceptional!

Ye Jian stared at Ding Fan in disbelief. He couldn't believe that someone so young could actually be a Medicine Alchemist. Ding Fan's methods already exceeded his understanding, making him think that Ding Fan must be a core disciple of a major sect—otherwise, he couldn't be this formidable.

Even though he was only a few years older, calling Ding Fan 'senior' seemed entirely appropriate. A core disciple from a major sect was not someone ordinary people could compare to.

But now, Ding Fan had another label; not only was he young, but he was also a Medicine Alchemist!

Where in the world could one find such a young Medicine Alchemist!

This was simply astonishing!

Now Ye Ming felt that calling Ding Fan merely a core disciple was an understatement because becoming a Medicine Alchemist was far more challenging than being an outstanding cultivator!

Calling him senior was definitely not an issue and could even be deemed highly appropriate!

The young man was also surprised to see the woman's condition improve so much!

Could it be true that he was a Medicine Alchemist? But the facts lay before his eyes—he had to believe it!

Amidst his shock, seeing the injured woman recovered, he ran over happily, in stark contrast to his earlier intention of abandoning her.

"Lianzi, how do you feel? You have no idea how worried I was! If you really couldn't make it, I was ready to die with you," Meng Zihao said with a very worried expression as he came over.

Lianzi looked at the young man Meng Zihao, and couldn't help but feel resentful; she had overheard some of what he said earlier, even though she had been in a semi-conscious state.

This experience revealed his true colors to her!

The girl in the purple dress pushed the young man aside with disdain and sat by Lianzi, looking at her with sincere concern, as they conversed quietly.

Seeing her sister unharmed, the girl in the purple dress couldn't be happier, and she admired Ding Fan greatly.

As such a young Medicine Alchemist, he truly was exceptional!

And now, upon closer inspection, he's quite handsome too...

Not long after, everyone expressed their heartfelt thanks to Ding Fan, including the young man Zi Hao, who received a disdainful glance from his female companions, feeling a bit upset, but eventually joined in expressing gratitude to Ding Fan in general.

Ding Fan didn't say much more, dismissing it with a smile.