Chapter 225: Chapter 215: A Critical Moment
Xiao Lin is not a fool; naturally, he could hear the irritation in Wu Shuang’s tone. Although he didn’t expect Wu Shuang to have such a bold imagination, it was a critical time now. Xiao Lin had no time to let Wu Shuang throw a tantrum and quickly said, "Currently, there are about sixty members of the Poison Dragon Gang on the mountain in the temple, and some might be armed. Be careful when you go up there!" After saying this, to maintain secrecy, Xiao Lin immediately hung up the phone.
The equipment Xiao Lin has isn’t the communication device used in Dragon Soul for missions. Dragon Soul’s communication equipment is highly advanced in concealment and reception functions, being Huaxia’s top military communication device. Liang Feng, despite being skilled, had been seriously injured by the opponent and was on the brink of death, indicating the presence of a master, so it was wise to be careful.
On the other end of the phone, Wu Shuang was angry enough to be tempted to smash the phone. Fine, a phone call to notify her boss, bring her here, and after a single sentence to leave her hanging here, she still had to figure out a way to go up and fight against those armed Poison Dragon Gang members.
Fighting is part of the job; as a special police officer, she always knew that special tasks had to be executed. But you’re neither my boss nor my man; why do you command me like this?
This was the point Wu Shuang cared about the most, not being treated like a woman.
Although Wu Shuang was newly transferred to the SWAT team, she had directly taken over the position of the third team leader. Beforehand, she had worked more than four years in the traffic police squad. Regardless of her seniority or original achievements, she was more than qualified, not to mention her explosive temper was well-known in her former squad. Now that she’s in the SWAT team, her fiery temper was even more triggered.
So even though Wu Shuang had been captain for just a few days, her twenty-plus teammates were aware of her temper. Seeing her angry expression, no one dared to speak up, choosing to remain silent instead.
After hanging up, Xiao Lin set his phone to silent. After thinking it over, he sent Wu Shuang a text message. While preparing to head in from the previous path, he found that it was already blockaded. Many Poison Dragon Gang members were standing nearby, and sneaking in silently was impossible. Only a forced entry would do. But though Xiao Lin was confident in his skills, he wasn’t arrogant enough to think he could safely rescue Xia Xue and Liang Feng amidst so many armed opponents, especially since Liang Feng was seriously injured.
If it were just one person, Xiao Lin had the confidence. Two people, one seriously wounded, he dared not take the risk. This was why—knowing the city bureau couldn’t dispatch manpower—he still called Lin Zhifang for aid. If Wu Shuang could delay them from the outside, it would be much easier.
With that path blocked, Xiao Lin withdrew to a range of a hundred meters outside the temple, crossed through the forest to the back of the temple where there were fewer people. Xiao Lin swiftly knocked one out and was about to enter the temple when his phone vibrated slightly; it was a call from Xia Xue.
Xiao Lin breathed a sigh of relief. Xia Xue was currently safe and could make calls, which meant the Poison Dragon Gang members were only on the periphery and hadn’t attacked the temple yet.
"Xiao Lin, it seems like a lot of people are outside. Liang Feng is unconscious. Where are you now?" Xia Xue’s voice was low and urgent but still calm. It was commendable that she could maintain such composure in her first encounter with such a situation.
"I’m already outside the temple. Where are you now?" Xiao Lin quickly asked.
"Ah, you’re already here? We’re in the temple’s woodshed. You can enter from the woodshed’s outer wall, but it’s quite treacherous there; it’s hard for ordinary people to get through!" Xia Xue said, suggesting Xiao Lin come in that way, thinking of his skills.
"Alright, got it. We’ll see each other soon!" Xiao Lin responded calmly, not planning to enter from the woodshed as Xia Xue suggested. Although the terrain there was precipitous, the Poison Dragon Gang had at least five people stationed, indicating that they knew Xia Xue and Liang Feng were there but didn’t know why they hadn’t taken action.
Xiao Lin hung up, found a foothold, and leapt into the small courtyard at the back of the temple. It was silent inside. Though Xiao Lin didn’t know where the woodshed was, listening carefully, he heard two sets of breaths at the end of the right wing room; one was calm, and one was very weak.
Xiao Lin was surprised. The very weak breathing was naturally that of the injured Liang Feng. From Liang Feng’s breathing, Xiao Lin could deduce that she suffered serious internal injuries. It was evident that she had sustained severe internal injuries, and her meridians were blocked.
Without delay, Xiao Lin quickly moved towards the woodshed and soon reached its door.
As Xiao Lin opened the door, he suddenly saw a wooden stick flying towards him. Xiao Lin found it amusing; it had no lethality at all. He casually caught it without any effort. Before Xia Xue could throw a second stick, Xiao Lin immediately said, "Xiaoxue, it’s me!" The lightweight stick wouldn’t pose any threat even to an ordinary person, let alone Xiao Lin.
Since Xiao Lin hadn’t made any noise when he arrived, Xia Xue only reacted when he opened the woodshed door. In such an environment, she had just hung up the phone with Xiao Lin and didn’t think he would appear at this moment. It would need at least ten minutes, even if he was very skilled. So Xia Xue reflexively grabbed a stick beside her and threw it towards the door. Unexpectedly, the other party caught it lightly, and just as she was about to throw the second one, a very familiar voice came through.
"Xiao Lin, is that you?" Xia Xue almost couldn’t believe her ears behind the woodpile.
"It’s me!" Xiao Lin said with a mixture of amusement and exasperation. Such a soft and weak force carried no lethality. Even an ordinary person could easily handle it, let alone injure anyone. Not to mention those members of the Poison Dragon Gang—even though none of them were a match for Xiao Lin and they would be knocked unconscious before they could even see his face, dealing with a weak woman like Xia Xue would be no problem for them.
Hearing this voice clearly, Xia Xue’s heart blossomed with joy. She stood up, emerged from behind the pile of firewood, and looked at Xiao Lin. The handsome and charming face of Xiao Lin appeared in her eyes. Suddenly, Xia Xue’s face was full of tears as she cried out, "Xiao Lin, you finally came!"
She both spoke and ran over to Xiao Lin, directly throwing herself into his embrace, sobbing softly, not daring to cry out loud. She held onto Xiao Lin tightly, afraid that if she let go, he would walk away.
Xiao Lin had thought Xia Xue was so strong, completely not expecting that upon seeing her, she would cry like falling pear blossoms, leaving him uncertain of what to do for a moment.
After a while, Xiao Lin finally understood why Xia Xue cried as soon as she saw him. It only made him feel more tender-hearted towards her as he held her tightly.
Anyone experiencing such a situation for the first time would likely have broken down a long time ago. However, Xia Xue was exceptionally strong and held on; since he was her hope, she naturally relaxed upon his arrival. Fear and terror followed, and recalling the previous danger, Xia Xue used crying as a form of release.
A minute later, Xia Xue stopped crying, wiped her tears, and said, "Quick, come check Xiao Feng’s injuries. She just fainted!"
Liang Feng lay on a pile of straw, with some traces of blood on the corner of her mouth. It seemed that Xia Xue helped clean her. Xiao Lin looked around and didn’t find anything else. He turned to Xia Xue and asked, "Right, didn’t you say you brought a medical kit? Where is it?"
Xia Xue stuck out her tongue and said, "I almost forgot, the medical kit is outside. I forgot to bring it back!" After she finished speaking, Xia Xue moved the pile of straw behind Liang Feng as before, revealing a half-person-high hole, and bent her body to crawl out.
Xiao Lin squatted down and checked Liang Feng’s pulse. Her pulse was chaotic and unstable. Her internal organs had suffered severe internal injuries, much more serious than he had imagined before coming, and her Sea of Qi was almost shattered. There wasn’t a trace of True Qi within her.
However, it was still within his control, and Xiao Lin exhaled softly in relief.
At this moment Xia Xue came crawling in with the box and said, "Here’s the box. How do you need me to assist?"
"No need for now!" Xiao Lin immediately responded, then thought for a moment and added, "Prepare seven silver needles for me, we might need them!"
Because of Xiao Lin’s unique acupuncture technique, Xia Xue had also inquired about many traditional Chinese acupuncture issues while working and learned acupuncture from Xiao Lin. Silver needles were a common item in the medical kit now.
Although Liang Feng’s injuries were severe, her physical constitution was incomparable to an ordinary person, especially in the Sea of Qi area. Xiao Lin could directly transmit True Qi into her to help repair the damaged meridians. To speed up the healing process, some extraordinary meridians required silver needles to guide the Qi for repair, hence why Xia Xue was asked to prepare the silver needles.
Xiao Lin knew there wasn’t much time left—at most, fifteen minutes before the others would enter the temple. If Liang Feng remained in her current state by then, they wouldn’t be able to escape.
Xiao Lin helped Liang Feng into a sitting position, one hand placed against her back, another against the Sea of Qi, and a warm stream of True Qi gently flowed into Liang Feng’s body, moving through one meridian after another.
The situation was indeed as Xiao Lin expected. Although the major meridians were unobstructed, some extraordinary meridians could not accept the True Qi. Despite Xiao Lin’s efforts, they remained outside, unable to penetrate within.
Beads of sweat faintly appeared on Xiao Lin’s forehead. Xia Xue saw this but dared not interrupt, watching Xiao Lin and Liang Feng anxiously. After a long time, Liang Feng suddenly spat out a mouthful of black blood, startling Xia Xue, who quickly asked, "What happened?"
Xiao Lin couldn’t explain in time and said, "The silver needles!" as he drew his right hand from the Sea of Qi. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian () to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)