Ragged Cloth: Wow, this big brother is recovering so fast. Such serious injuries and he's already starting to heal!
Herbal Medicine: Indeed. Although I've always believed my healing properties are extremely potent, I certainly can't reach such an absurd level.
Wooden Bed: Ah, it's been a while since I've had a new person lying on me. This big brother's aura is so special...
Pillow: Am I just for decoration? Why isn't he resting his head on me!
Broken Phone: I took a bullet for the master! Is this something I can say?
The cacophony of voices pulled Qin Xuan from the darkness.
A sharp pain instantly flooded him, nearly causing him to lose consciousness again.
Mustering his strength, Qin Xuan surveyed his surroundings.
It was a small thatched hut, bare as a bone.
Besides the wooden bed he lay on, there was almost nothing else.
"Is anyone there?"
Qin Xuan called out tentatively.
Anyone who could bandage and treat him certainly wouldn't harm him.
So he wasn't worried that his voice would bring him any danger.
As Qin Xuan's voice faded, a man in tattered clothes, barefoot, ran in from outside the door.
Upon seeing Qin Xuan awake, he quickly scooped some water from a nearby bucket and brought it to Qin Xuan's lips.
He babbled a string of words, but Qin Xuan only understood half of them.
The gist was that the man was worried about him and hoped he would recover quickly.
"Did, you, save, me?"
"Thank you."
Qin Xuan thanked the man in broken Burmese, and the man smiled happily, simultaneously taking out half a hard flatbread from a bamboo basket.
"Is this for me?"
"I'm not hungry."
Qin Xuan couldn't express these two sentences in Burmese, so after speaking, he gently shook his head, indicating that he didn't need it.
Seeing the man put the flatbread down, likely understanding his meaning, Qin Xuan began to try and ask the man in Burmese if he knew Pan Shan Jun.
However, his Burmese was rudimentary.
Apart from a few words commonly used by Wen Lin and the others, he couldn't understand or speak most of the rest.
With no other option, he could only lie quietly on the bed to recuperate.
The man who saved him seemed to recall something and turned to run outside.
Before long, the man returned excitedly from outside, still babbling something.
As Qin Xuan looked at him, puzzled, he noticed that behind the man, there was actually someone else, dressed in fine clothes.
More importantly, upon seeing the man's face clearly, Qin Xuan was surprised to realize he recognized this person.
It was Wu Mintian, who had bought his raw stones at the Rizhao exhibition a week ago!
"Big Brother Wu Mintian, is that really you?!" Qin Xuan exclaimed with surprise.
Although they weren't particularly close, the man could speak Longguo.
As long as he was here, Qin Xuan wouldn't have to worry about being unable to communicate with the locals!
Hearing his name called out in Longguo, Wu Mintian was also very surprised.
He peered intently at Qin Xuan's heavily bandaged face for a long time before recognizing him.
"Qin Xuan, it's you?"
"How did you end up in Myanmar?"
Upon recognizing Qin Xuan, Wu Mintian was both shocked and delighted.
He was shocked by how injured Qin Xuan was, clearly having gone through something.
He was delighted because this young man was very accurate in appraising raw stones, and he might be able to help with his own matter...
Qin Xuan, unaware of the man's thoughts, sighed when asked and uttered, "It's a long story."
Through Wu Mintian's conversation with the man, Qin Xuan finally learned the reason for his presence here.
The man who saved him was named Ting Xin, a jade miner from the surrounding mountains.
On the night three days ago, Ting Xin wanted to sneak out some more raw stones from the mine under the cover of darkness. Unexpectedly, before he even reached it, he encountered Qin Xuan, covered in blood, on the way.
After checking for a pulse, Ting Xin found that Qin Xuan was still alive, so he kindly carried him back and provided him with simple bandaging using folk remedies and herbs.
So that's what happened?
I can't remember anything at all...
According to Ting Xin, he found the person a kilometer away from where Qin Xuan was shot.
But Qin Xuan couldn't remember how he got from the Wu Mi military region to that place.
However, regardless of the circumstances, his life was temporarily saved.
After thanking Ting Xin, Qin Xuan was urgently taken to the largest nearby hospital by Wu Mintian.
After examination, he had been hit by more than a dozen bullets.
Fortunately, none of the bullet impact points were fatal.
Moreover, a significant portion of the bullets had passed through Sheng Ming before hitting him.
This greatly reduced their lethality.
Four or five bullets had even lodged in Qin Xuan's muscles and couldn't penetrate any further.
However, with so many people shooting at Qin Xuan simultaneously, it was impossible that none of them hit directly.
Apart from these minor and slight gunshot wounds, five or six bullets had directly hit Qin Xuan's body.
But for some reason, his injuries were not as severe as the doctors had imagined.
After the bullets were removed and some gunshot wound medicine was applied, Qin Xuan was allowed to leave the hospital.
On the way, Wu Mintian kept praising his luck for surviving a hail of bullets without life-threatening injuries.
But Qin Xuan didn't see it that way.
The reason his injuries weren't as fatal was likely because he had been diligently practicing the body-refining chapter.
It had not only enhanced his physical constitution but also given him superhuman physical strength and self-healing abilities.
This was why he had survived such a level of gunfire.
About an hour later, the two arrived at Wu Mintian's home.
Completely different from Ting Xin's home, Wu Mintian's residence could only be described as luxurious.
With a courtyard of several hundred square meters and a villa of over a thousand square meters.
It was undoubtedly unique in the entire Jiao Se village.
"Surprised?"
Seeing Qin Xuan's somewhat astonished expression, Wu Min smiled slightly.
Qin Xuan shook his head, "Not really."
"Back at the exhibition, you could spend so much money to buy raw stones, I knew your family situation was definitely not simple."
"I just didn't expect that not only do you possess immense wealth, but you are also the village chief of Jiao Se village."
Wu Mintian sighed helplessly, "Alas!"
"Do you think I wanted this?"
"It was all forced upon me by these villagers, pushing me into it."
"My family was originally just a jade family, owning our own jade mines, and we were considered to have some wealth."
"But a few days ago, the Wu Mi army suddenly came to collect taxes."
"The former village chief couldn't produce the money and was taken away by them, so I, the 'major taxpayer,' was forcibly elected village chief by the villagers."
"The sole purpose was for me to deal with the next arrival of the Wu Mi army."
"So that's how it is."
Qin Xuan suddenly understood and quickly pressed Wu Mintian for information about the Wu Mi army.
"Big Brother Wu, have you heard about the war between the Wu Mi army and the Pan Shan army?"
Wu Mintian nodded.
"I heard that the Wu Mi army was completely annexed, and the Pan Shan army achieved a great victory."
"In the next couple of days, new troops should arrive to take over the mines here."
Wu Mintian shared the intelligence he had with Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan was overjoyed.
Since the Pan Shan army had won this war, Xiao Ya and the others should also be rescued smoothly.