Wish You Never Have Worries - C48

A few days later.

Wei Yi and Wangchuan were still settled within the narrow mountain cave, and their feelings were slowly rising.

Under the care and concern of Wei Yi every day, it was fortunate that Wu Chuan’s body did not continue to grow hot, nor did his legs change from when he fell down. It was so painful that he wanted nothing more than to faint.

In addition, Wei Yi’s skinny body had shrunk even further.

As they watched the food beneath the cliff gradually disappear, if Wei Yi and Wangchuan were unable to find a way out, they would probably die beneath the cliff.

Every day, Wei Yi would head out to observe the terrain of this cliff. Every time, he would return with a frown.

This cliff was truly precipitous and perilous, and without the support of external forces, it was basically impossible for him to climb up with his “half crippled” legs and Wei Yi’s support.

On this day, Wei Yi and Wangchuan were within the mountain cave, pondering about how to ascend the mountain. Both of them were frowning deeply.

Suddenly, Wei Yi heard someone’s voice a few meters away from him. He exchanged a glance with Wangchuan, and Wei Yi half-hugged Wangchuan as she rose to her feet.

He walked towards the source of the voice as the two of them gradually neared each other. Li Feng brought along his subordinates as he carefully searched for Wei Yi and Wu Chuan.

Suddenly, Li Feng turned his head to see Wei Yi’s somewhat wretched figure hugging Wangchuan.

When Wei Yi saw Li Feng, his lips curled up into a smile. “Li Feng.”

Li Feng walked over excitedly before stopping right in front of Wei Yi. He bent down as he spoke with an unconcealable excitement and shame, “I’ve come a thousand years late.”

Wei Yi patted Li Feng’s shoulder, signalling for him to be okay before they immediately went to the bottom of the cliff to help him up. He moved his five claws and went up the cliff.

After returning to the Wei Residence.

Wu Chuan, however, abruptly turned feverish. It was a good thing that he had his subordinate call the doctor to stay in the mansion before Wei Yi returned.

The moment he stepped out of the carriage, Wei Yi immediately brought Wu Chuan into the room to see a doctor.

At this moment, Wangchuan was gently moving in Wei Yi’s embrace because he felt unwell.

Wei Yi walked in one step at a time and gently placed Wu Chuan on the bed. The doctor immediately walked over to take a look at him.

Wei Yi’s face was filled with worry as he looked at Wu Chuan’s pained expression. He nervously asked the doctor, “Doctor, how is she?”

The aged doctor stroked his pale goatee and said to Wei Yi after a moment of thought, “Due to the injury on her leg, the wound was infected a few days ago.”

“Previously, I was completely relying on my own willpower to persevere. Now that I’m feeling hot, the situation is getting worse.”

Wei Yi’s heart followed the doctor’s instructions, and after hearing that Wu Chuan’s condition was extremely serious, his expression became extremely anxious.

He grabbed the doctor’s shoulder and said, “I have every single herb in my residence. I hope that you will do your best.”

The doctor looked at Wei Yi, who was imploring him like this. After pondering for a moment, he said, “I’ll give medicine to this lady. If she doesn’t give up tomorrow, then I’ll have to think about it.”

After that, the doctor took the prescription and fed it to Wu Chuan.

Fortunately, Wu Chuan had enough energy, and after four hours, the frightening temperature on his body gradually faded away.

Wei Yi had been sitting by his bed the entire time. He only stood up to leave after he had retreated from the intense heat.

Within the Wei Residence’s secret room.

After Wei Yi had washed off the dust and dust of the past few days, he changed into a dark red robe and sat on a chair.

Qing Jun’s evil face revealed a hint of a smile. He looked at his subordinate in front of him and spoke with a flat tone, “How’s the investigation of the assassination going?”

The guard kneeled on the ground respectfully and formed a fist with his hand. “Reporting to my lord, the assassination was caused by that Shang Chen secretly. I have already sent him here and locked him up in the dungeon.”

Wei Yi’s eyes darted about as his heart stirred. Wasn’t that the same person who had asked him for his opinion a few days ago, Li Shangshu, whom he had rejected?

So it was because of him. Wei Yi smiled, his light laughter like that of a ghost’s within the quiet secret room.

“You’ve done well in this matter, you can leave now.” Wei Yi slowly stood up from his teacher’s chair, a smile on his face as he looked like a bloodthirsty devil.

Upon hearing Wei Yi’s words, the secret guard withdrew, leaving Wei Yi alone in the secret room.

Wei Yi stood by the window, his eyes staring off into the distance. Since he had made such a choice, he would have to pay a corresponding price.

Presumably, that Li Shangshu was scared to the point that his heart was burning with anxiety!

Wei Yi kept the thoughts in his heart as he slowly walked towards the dungeon. His eyes were bloodthirsty and his mouth even hummed an unknown tune.

An hour later, Wei Yi walked out of the dungeon, his entire body emitting a heavy smell of blood. His exquisite face was smeared with a trace of blood, and he seemed to be in an extremely pleasant and pleasant mood.

Seeing him come out, the subordinate waiting at the side handed him a clean silk cloth.

Wei Yi carefully wiped his face clean before instructing his subordinate, “Drag that pile of mud out and throw it away so that it won’t dirty my land.”

After saying that, he turned around and left. The subordinate walked in and nearly vomited. It was exactly as what Qian Jin said, it was like a pool of mud stained with blood.

The subordinate glanced at him in disdain before taking his gloves off.