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The little river was not far from home. Without the chasing Fire Fox, Tian Cheng walked slowly. Moreover, right now he didn't have the strength to run anymore. If he were to encounter a magical beast, then he would be out of luck. His back was still bleeding, but when he saw the large majority of the bag of Five-leaved Blueheart Grass in his hands, he was so excited that he forgot all the pain.

"All of this is worth it." This was the only thought he had after escaping from death.

It was almost morning, and the old man at home had been waiting in front of us ever since the evening when he entered the mountain. At first he had been able to sit quietly in his chair and wait, but then he had tossed the chair aside and walked around the house, and then he had walked out of the house and swayed his old body in the night sky. The night was very cold, but the old man was sweating more and more. Unconsciously, one by one, scenes of Tian Cheng being killed by magical beasts appeared in his mind. He began to feel fearful, trying his best to tell himself that all of this was not true. He began to repent, why he knew of the dangers of the Magic Beast Forest and did not stop his grandson; he started to blame himself, why he was so useless, why he had handed everything over to his young grandson; he began to sob, and slowly began to wail, this was the saddest time in his life, when his son died, he could only silently shed a few tears, but now … He didn't know that all of this was happening in his heart. His grandson was trying his best to return.

After a lot of effort, Tian Cheng finally returned home. He felt that this test was definitely true. In the past, the most tiring training session had happened more than ten times. Seeing that the lights in the house were still on, all the tension in his body had been released, and he immediately became soft. When he reached the door of his house, he saw a white-haired old man kneeling in pain. It was his grandfather. His thin body was bent over and his bone-like hands were tightly grasping the dirt on the ground. Seeing this scene, he immediately understood. Tian Cheng's heart was instantly stung, and the tears at the corner of his eyes flowed down uncontrollably.

"Grandfather!" Tian Cheng also kneeled on the ground and shouted, his voice tearing at his heart.

The old man suddenly stopped crying. He raised his head and saw that familiar voice and that delicate and pretty face. It was none other than his grandson.

Ah!" The old man hugged Tian Cheng and mercilessly knocked on his back a few times. This time, he cried even more bitterly, and did not discover the severe injury on his back.

Tian Cheng also couldn't help but shout out. This moment was too precious to him. The pain caused by his physical body was so small and weak in front of his great love. It was not even worth mentioning.

After a long while, both of them stopped crying. Only then did the old man let go of his hands, and when he saw Tian Cheng's pale face, he immediately felt that something was wrong. At this moment, a sticky feeling came from his hands and the old man opened his hands, revealing the blood on his hands. Tian Cheng smiled at the old man and fell into his grandfather's embrace. He no longer had the strength to support his own body.

At this time, the thin and frail old man had gained strength from who knows where, so he carried Tian Cheng and quickly put him on the bed. He said anxiously, "Child, don't be anxious! Now that we have money, Grandpa will go find the Light Mage.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, Tian Cheng grabbed the old man's hand and said in a weak voice, "Grandfather, don't look for a mage. By then, it'll be too late." Although he hadn't tried out light magic before, he knew that if he didn't treat his wounds in time, if he got infected by bacteria, even if light magic healed him, it would still leave behind many hidden dangers. Moreover, with his grandfather's physique, by the time he rushed to the city, he would probably not be able to do anything and Tian Cheng would probably die as well. Besides, he still had his own secret weapon! Tian Cheng continued, "Grandfather believes in me. I have a way to cure myself."

The old man didn't hesitate at all as he turned around and returned to the bedside. Although he didn't know the reason behind his grandson's words, the old man knew that his grandson had a lot of strange but very useful ideas in his mind. This time, the old man didn't hesitate and chose to believe his grandson.

Squatting next to Tian Cheng, the old man anxiously asked, "Child, quickly tell grandpa what I should do."

Seeing that the old man believed him, a smile appeared on Tian Cheng's pale face. As he endured the pain on his back, Tian Cheng trembled and said, "Grandfather, go get a large pot of boiling water and place some crystals in it." He had basic medical knowledge about cleaning wounds and disinfecting them with salt water. The crystals here and the salt on Earth, although the salt here may not contain iodine.

Hearing this, the old man immediately began to move. It was impossible to tell how fast he moved; he was already an old man in his late years. Soon, the old man brought the water over and set it aside.

Tian Cheng then told the old man to pour the large box of herbs he had collected this afternoon in front of him and pointed to a few of the eight herbs. Tian Cheng then told the old man to pour the large box of herbs he had collected this afternoon and pointed to a few of the eight herbs he had found in the morning in front of him. According to what his grandson had said, he picked up these "weeds". Although the old man had some doubts, he still listened attentively to Tian Cheng's instructions. After selecting a few herbs from the pile, the old man took them out and took a moment to mash them into juice.

Every time he realized that he was about to fall asleep, he would wave his hand and grab the wound on his back. The pain cleared his head, and his sleepiness would disappear. After just a few times, Tian Cheng waited for his grandfather. He knew that if he slept like this, he might never get up again.

When he entered the room again, the old man was holding a bowl of thick green grass juice in his hand. Seeing that there were a few more bright red wounds on Tian Cheng's back, the old man knew what was going on. The corner of his mouth twitched a few times, but he didn't look at it any further and instead asked Tian Cheng, "Child, what should grandfather do next?"

"Grandfather, find a clean cloth and wash the wound with salt water."

"Clean cloth?" The old man directly arrived in front of a wooden cabinet, opened it, and took out a brand-new set of clothes. He began to tear it up, and soon enough, the clothes were torn into many pieces. He knew that that shirt was his grandfather's most treasured item and he had never let himself touch it before. After all these years, he had never seen the old man wear it and he would take it out to wash once in a while. But this time, he tore it apart without thinking.

The old man used the cloth to moisten the salty water that was still somewhat hot, bit by bit cleaning the wound, afraid of hurting Tian Cheng. Even a gentle girl would not be able to match that kind of gentleness. He had lived for two lifetimes, but he had never felt such love before. Even he, who had grown up by his grandfather's side, had not had the care and care of an old man like this. At this moment, he was moved once again.

Soon, a large basin of salt water was dyed red-black, but not a single drop of blood flowed onto the bed sheets. The old man only needed half an hour to wash the water. He saw that Tian Cheng's entire back was bright red without a single piece of skin remaining. In some areas, the flesh had been burnt away, leaving behind only the shadow of white bones.

Before Tian Cheng could open his mouth, the old man had already smeared the grass juice over all the wounds. All the horrifying wounds were buried under the green light.

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