Qin Huawu looked at the bloodless person in her arms and felt very panicked.

As a doctor, he has seen the death of many people, but those people have nothing to do with him. He always comforts himself that people have joys and sorrows and will not think too much about them.

Now seeing Feng Jiuqing dying, he couldn't comfort himself with such high-sounding words.

"Feng Jiuqing, wake up, don't sleep yet."

He opened Feng Jiuqing's mouth and forcefully fed her a pill.

But after taking a pill to dispel the cold, that pale face still showed no improvement.

He hugged Feng Jiu and quickly headed towards his carriage, but was blocked by a pair of delicate arms.

"Where will you take the young master first?"

Feng Qiqing looked at him with wide eyes, wary in them.

Before Feng Jiuqing had time to tell him about Feng Qiqing, he held Feng Jiuqing and turned sideways, "Where are you from? I am friends with her, and her current condition needs treatment."

After hearing this, Feng Qiqing still stood motionless like a sculpture, her hair wet by the lake water had frozen, and her arms that were blocking Qin Huawu were trembling slightly.

Perhaps because she could risk her life for Feng Jiu, Qin Huawu also felt some compassion for her.

"If you are worried, you can follow me. If she doesn't find a warm place now, it will be too late."

Feng Qiqing pushed away slowly, and Qin Huawu got into the carriage with Feng Jiuqing in his arms.

Although it was warm inside the carriage, the clothes Feng Jiuqing was wearing were wet and heavy. Qin Huawu was very glad that she called Feng Qiqing over.

"There is a quilt on the carriage. Take off her clothes quickly and wrap her in the quilt. I have already sent people to prepare clothes."

Feng Qiqing nodded and quickly took off Feng Jiuqing's wet clothes.

He wrapped her clothes, which were so cold that she began to tremble, with a heavy quilt, and held her in his arms.

The thin layer of ice on her body was beginning to melt little by little in the warm environment of the carriage, almost soaking the quilt.

She quickly wrapped Feng Jiuqing a little tighter and sat aside, her body still shaking.

Qin Huawu came back soon and handed the clothes to Feng Qiqing, "There are no ready-made clothes shops in the wilderness of this place. I bought this at a neighbor's house and wear it as usual."

Feng Qiqing took it and discovered that Qin Huawu had given him a copy.

After being stunned for a moment, she quickly put on Feng Jiuqing's clothes, and then slowly took off her own wet clothes.

After doing all this, she opened the curtain of the carriage and said, "I've done it. You... come and show it to the young master quickly."

Feng Qiqing was actually not sure whether Qin Huawu could really treat people's illnesses, but she just saw Feng Jiuqing talking to him and felt that he would not harm Feng Jiuqing.

Qin Huawu nodded and got into the carriage. He had noticed before that Feng Jiuqing seemed much weaker than before, but they were in such a hurry when they met that he didn't have time to take a closer look.

Now, as soon as he put his hand on Feng Jiuqing's wrist, he couldn't help but frown.

When he first learned that Feng Jiuqing had been infected by the Love Gu, he checked Feng Jiuqing's pulse. Her pulse was still very stable and no symptoms could be seen at all.

Now he felt Feng Jiuqing's pulse again, but found that her pulse seemed to be withered, like an old person.

How could something like this happen in just a few months?

Feng Qiqing had been carefully studying his expression since just now. Seeing his ugly face, she couldn't help but feel a little thump in her heart. She unconsciously dug her hands into her palms, "Is the young master okay?"

Qin Huawu opened her mouth, not knowing how to answer.

Falling into such a cold lake this time was a devastating disaster for Feng Jiuqing's already extremely weak body.

After a while, he said: "As long as I am here and her body is maintained, she will still get better."

It's just that he may be weaker than before.

Thinking of this, Qin Huawu really hated herself for not killing Feng Yu earlier and asking her to run back to the Western Region and continue to attack Feng Jiuqing.

His mind was in a mess, and suddenly someone knocked on the carriage, and someone outside whispered: "Who is in the carriage, can you send the young master out?"

Qin Huawu glanced at Feng Qiqing.

"It's Sherman, the wizard in the palace, who is very good at bewitching."

Because both Feng Jiuqing and Nangong Ling were tortured so miserably by the love poison, Qin Huawu now also hates the poison.

Therefore, they are also very resistant to wizards who are proficient in voodoo.

"I am friends with your young master, and I happen to have some medical skills, so I will treat her first."

When the people outside heard this, they paused and their voices became stronger.

"Young man, leave the young master to me. I have a better method than you. You should be glad that it is me who comes this time."

Qin Huawu wanted to say something else, but was stopped by Feng Qiqing, "If you don't want the young master to worry about you, just hand the young master over to Sherman. He won't hurt the young master."

"How do you know that there is no good person in this palace of the Western Regions?"

Feng Qiqing pursed her lips, "But if you leave the young master here, you won't be able to cure her in a short time, and you might even cause trouble for the young master."

This time, Qin Huawu had nothing to say.

He opened the curtain and didn't see Feng Xiye. The wizard in front of him was different from what he imagined. He didn't have that ferocious appearance. There seemed to be a layer of sadness that was so thick that he couldn't get rid of it between his brows and eyes.

"You'd better leave quickly and leave the young master to me."

Qin Huawu took a deep look at the carriage with the curtain drawn, and finally left.

Xi Qing was standing not far away, watching him coming, and said lightly, "Feng Xiye rescued Feng Yu. It seems that he is still alive."

"She is lucky. She is worthy of being a disaster for thousands of years." He thought that Feng Yu would definitely die after this incident, but he didn't expect that she could survive.

"How is the princess?"

Thinking of Feng Jiuqing's weak pulse, Qin Huawu sighed sadly, "I don't know what to say. The pain she suffered is much more than what it seems on the surface."

Xi Qing frowned, and her mood became depressed.

In the carriage, Feng Jiuqing's consciousness was no longer clear. She only felt like she was playing bungee jumping in the snow and lava.

Sometimes it was so cold that her teeth chattered, and sometimes it was so hot that she wanted to take off all her clothes and throw them aside.
Chapter completed!