He carefully placed Ye Hailong on the bed. Fortunately, healing pills were left. He could not only buy elixirs or rent the spirit stones in the alchemy room.

The spiritual herbs in the space were redeemed once last time, and she always felt uneasy. At that time, she always felt like she was being followed, so she has been dressed in men's clothes recently.

After taking the pill for Ye Hailong, Cheng Jiaqi grabbed Ye Biyao's sleeve and cried, "Grandpa won't be a problem, right? Why are you so injured?"

"It's okay, don't worry, don't cry." Seeing Cheng Jiaqi's tears falling in a row, Ye Biyao couldn't help but reach out to help her wipe off the tears and pulled them to her side to sit down.

Although she knew that after taking the pill, her grandfather would gradually improve, she couldn't help but worry about being afraid. She just wanted to relieve Cheng Jiaqi. She couldn't reveal her slightest. After these two days of getting along, Cheng Jiaqi's temperament has been understood and she cried constantly.

The tears seemed to be unable to stop, and they wiped them over and over again, but they kept falling down. Ye Biyao stopped wiping and stared at Cheng Jiaqi's eyes and said, "It's okay, I'll cry later. My grandfather woke up and your eyes were about to cry."

Those who don’t know thought Ye Hailong was Cheng Jiaqi’s grandfather and cried so sadly. You know, the monks in the cultivation world all adhere to the principle of bleeding, sweating and not crying. Unless the person they care about the most falls and leaves the world, they will cry sadly, but they will not cry like Cheng Jiaqi.

Fortunately, she is still young now, and Ye Biyao couldn't help but start to imagine that if Cheng Jiaqi grows up is still like she is now, would it become a big laugh in the cultivation world?

In fact, Ye Biyao was also full of worries, but fortunately, although her injuries were serious, after taking the pill, she would recover as before after recuperation for a period of time.

Cheng Jiaqi sucked her nose and cried, "When I see my grandfather like this, I will think of my father, I'm afraid."

"Don't, don't cry, grandpa, it's okay." Ye Hailong slowly opened his eyes and heard an intermittent and faint voice.

Ye Biyao fell to the edge of the bed in three steps and asked, "Grandpa, you are awake, do you still feel uncomfortable?"

Cheng Jiaqi burst into tears and said with a smile: "Grandpa, you finally woke up. Why are you so seriously injured? My brother and I are worried."

Ye Hailong coughed a few times and said, "Don't worry, grandpa is okay? How did you find me?"

It turned out that after Ye Hailong entered the inner circumference, he was lucky at the beginning. He encountered all the three-level monsters that were single. However, in the last battle, he attracted a group of three-level monsters. When Ye Hailong saw that something was wrong, he immediately pulled out and fled.

However, two third-level monsters chased him relentlessly, and forced Ye Hailong to escape and had no choice but to retreat, so he had to fight desperately. Fortunately, there was a third-level talisman given by Ye Biyao, which saved his life at a critical moment, otherwise he would not be able to escape and die!

However, due to the serious injury, he could not move and was afraid of encountering other monsters, so he spent the last little spiritual power to move into the more hidden grass.

After that, he fell into a coma and did not gradually wake up until now.

Ye Biyao was scared after hearing this. Fortunately, she exchanged six talismans with elixirs at Guo Xiaohan, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

But Cheng Jiaqi kept crying and couldn't stop at all.

It doesn't seem like a relationship that has only been known for a few days, but rather like a friend who has been together for many years or a close relative with blood.

The constant crying made Ye Hailong at a loss. After comforting for a while, he was ineffective. Ye Hailong simply closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep.

After Ye Biyao saw that Ye Hailong was not seriously injured, she pulled Cheng Jiaqi out of the room. She used the monsters he hunted and added some herbs to make monster beast medicine soup for Ye Hailong. The monster beast medicine soup with herbs not only has a nourishing effect, but also relieves pain and speeds up healing.

After several hours of boiling, the strong aroma of medicine was emitted, and a small pot of demon beast medicine soup was made. Ye Biyao put a large bowl and carefully fed it to Ye Hailong for drinking.

Ye Hailong looked at Ye Biyao with relief and heartache. What was gratitude was that his granddaughter was so good at taking care of people at such a young age. She was still an alchemist. What was distressed was that he had to take care of him at a young age, and there were not many spirit stones left.

After feeding Ye Hailong, Ye Biyao got up and put down the bowl and spoon. She looked up and saw that Cheng Jiaqi had not left yet. She was swallowing, staring at the leftover soup bowl with tears in her eyes.

After all, it was a child. Ye Biyao opened the lid of the pot, put out the last small bowl, and gave it to Cheng Jiaqi for the sake of her, saying, "This is a nourishing monster soup, but it will be a little bitter. However, if you are so thin, you can drink it and replenish your body well."

Cheng Jiaqi was overjoyed and stretched out her hands to pick up the medicine soup bowl. Suddenly, she thought of something, then retracted her hands and said, "This is the medicine soup for grandpa. It's too slow to drink it after I drink it. So, I can't drink it. It's okay, I'm not hungry, I won't drink it."

Ye Biyao stuffed the medicine soup bowl into Cheng Jiaqi's hand and said, "If you ask you to drink, drink it, and grandpa's future cook will be reboiled."

"But, there is not much meat from the monster. Although I don't know what is inside, it must be very expensive. Otherwise, the aroma of medicine would not be so strong, so I'd better not drink it." Cheng Jiaqi held the medicine soup bowl in both hands and shook her head and said.

Looking at her expression that she wanted to drink but couldn't bear to drink, Ye Biyao patiently explained: "I only need a little bit of the monster meat. Besides, if you want to eat it, we can go hunting again tomorrow. The medicinal materials are not expensive. They are ordinary medicinal materials I brought in the secular world. Drink them quickly, otherwise the medicinal properties will be dissipated without any effect."

Seeing that what Ye Biyao said was not like a fake, Cheng Jiaqi ate a few pieces of monster meat, and after drinking another sip of the soup, she seemed to remember something, blinked her big eyes and gave the leftover medicine soup to Ye Biyao, and said, "Brother, you should drink a little too. It's quite delicious. Although it's a bit bitter, it's bitter and sweet. The monster meat is also very delicate and really delicious."

Ye Biyao shook her head and said, "You drink it yourself. I don't like sweet drinks. Don't call me brother. I'm a female cultivator. Just call me Biyao or sister."

Ye Biyao didn't want to deliberately explain her identity as a man or a woman, but through the past few days of getting along, she also had a rough understanding of Cheng Jiaqi. In addition, she really didn't like others calling her brother at the same time, and she felt uncomfortable all over, so she explained.

Unexpectedly, half of the medicine soup was drunk in my throat and choked when I heard Ye Biyao's words. I coughed several times before I returned to normal hunger. I pointed at Ye Biyao and laughed, saying, "Brother is bullying me as young as I can't tell the difference between men and women?"
Chapter completed!