Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Chapter 640 Awakening and Coma

The next day, the sunlight shone through the window onto Chen Xiaojun's face. He slowly opened his eyes, as if he had just awakened from a deep dream.

His eyes were a little confused, then began to focus, looking for the familiarity around him.

Upon seeing this, Zhu Wuneng hurried forward and shouted with concern and joy: "Master, you are finally awake!"

Chen Xiaojun tilted his head slightly, examining his body tightly wrapped in bandages, and gently stroked his chest with his fingers. There should have been intense pain there, but now there was only a faint aftermath.

He frowned in confusion and asked hoarsely, "Shouldn't I... be... dead?"

Zhu Wuneng took a deep breath, as if to calm his excitement, and then told Chen Xiaojun solemnly: "Master, it was Xiaoyi, it was Sister Xiaoyi who saved you."

"You don't know how badly you were injured. A piece of your heart was cut out and your whole body was covered in blood. It was Sister Xiaoyi who risked her life to save you at all costs."

Hearing this, Chen Xiaojun's heart suddenly tightened, and he asked anxiously: "Sacrifice your life? What happened to Xiaoyi?"

Zhu Wuneng looked at Chen Xiaojun's anxious expression and recalled what happened yesterday. He couldn't help but be moved. He covered his mouth, tears flashing in his eyes, but he tried hard to force a smile and blinked at Chen Xiaojun, as if hinting at something.

Chen Xiaojun felt even more uneasy when he saw this. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down. Then he smiled and said to Zhu Wuneng, "Haha, you little rascal, you still want to hide it from me? Come on, tell me everything that happened after I passed out."

He spoke gently, but his eyes revealed unquestionable determination.

Seeing that Chen Xiaojun was so persistent, Zhu Wuneng no longer concealed the truth. He began to describe in detail what happened after Chen Xiaojun fell into a coma, and how Xiaoyi used some secret technique to summon a phantom energy body hundreds of meters long to kill the killers.

"Master, after you fell unconscious, we were all panicked. Sister Xiaoyi...she used her inherited secret skill without hesitation, called Life Sharing!"

"Sharing life?!" Chen Xiaojun's face changed drastically. Just by hearing the name, he knew what this secret technique was used for.

Zhu Wuneng nodded fiercely, "Well, Sister Xiaoyi injected her own life force into your body to repair your damaged heart and body. It was a thrilling process and we all held our breath."

"By the way, at this time, Grandpa Cong, that Tianfu Douluo, and the Lord of Snow City also arrived."

"Well, keep going!"

"Later, Sister Xiaoyi's face became paler and paler, but she never stopped. Her eyes were extremely firm, as if to say that she would save you no matter what the cost."

This description is so vivid.

Zhu Wuneng's voice gradually became low. He paused and continued, "Just when we all thought we were going to fail, Sister Xiaoyi's body suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and that light was full of vitality."

"Afterwards, the wounds on your body began to heal rapidly, and your heartbeat slowly returned to normal."

"However, Sister Xiaoyi fell into a coma due to excessive consumption of vitality, and blood was flowing from all seven orifices."

Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaojun fiercely grabbed Zhu Wuneng's wrist and said, "Xiaoyi, how are you now?"

"She is very weak right now. Uncle Shi Qing from the Zhu family is treating her, but the result is unknown yet."

As Chen Xiaojun listened to Zhu Wuneng's narration, indescribable emotions surged in his heart.

He felt a deep sense of guilt and self-blame. He clenched his fists slightly, his face looking painful.

"Xiaoyi...she has given so much for me." Chen Xiaojun murmured to himself, very depressed.

He struggled to sit up, even though he was still a little weak, "Ahem, Xiao Wuneng, help me up, I want to go see Xiaoyi."

"After I came back yesterday, Grandpa Cong told me not to tell you these things and asked you to rest well in the next two days."

"What nonsense!"

Chen Xiaojun, supported by Zhu Wuneng, walked out of the room slowly, each step seemed heavy and he walked unsteadily. They walked through the long corridor and came to the courtyard where Xiaoyi was.

Finally, they arrived at the yard where Xiaoyi was.

What caught my eye was Cheng Yun standing in the middle of the courtyard, as if as a self-punishment, standing in the middle of the courtyard, motionless, with a haggard look on her face.

"Aunt Yun, what are you doing..." Seeing this, Chen Xiaojun couldn't help but feel an inexplicable emotion in his heart.

"Aunt Yun, we've been standing here all night." Zhu Wuneng said quietly.

Cheng Yun shook her head gently, "I'm fine, Master is here to see Xiaoyi, go quickly."

Chen Xiaojun nodded, roughly understanding Cheng Yun's mood, and he comforted her softly: "Aunt Yun, this is not your fault."

Cheng Yun nodded slightly, but the self-blame in her eyes was still hard to conceal. The two most promising children in the Chen family ended up with one seriously injured and the other whose life or death was unknown.

It was only because Xiaoyi unleashed her great potential to save Chen Xiaojun, otherwise, Chen Xiaojun would have died on the spot.

They are the hope for the prosperity of the Chen family!

She can't get over herself.

At this time, Xixi came out of the house with red eyes. Seeing Chen Xiaojun, her tears burst out again, "Xiaojun, Xiaoyi..."

Chen Xiaojun's heart suddenly tightened, "What happened to her?"

Zhu Hefeng walked out of the house and glanced at Zhu Wuneng sternly.

Zhu Wuneng lowered his head, silent as a cicada, not daring to look him in the eye.

Zhu Hefeng took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "Master, you will know if you go in and take a look."

Chen Xiaojun's heart sank, he knew that what he would face next might be a cruel truth.

But he did not back down, because he knew that no matter what happened, he had to face it.

The atmosphere in the room seemed a bit depressing, and the air was filled with a faint scent of medicine, which was specially made to nourish Xiaoyi's frail body.

Chen Xiaojun stood at the door, and through the gap of the half-open door, he caught a glimpse of the snow-white clothes on the bed.

Her face was as pale as winter frost and her skin was covered with tiny cracks, showing the signs of having experienced severe torture.

Her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her pale cheeks, and she fell into a deep sleep.

Chen Xiaojun's heart sank suddenly, and an indescribable pain surged into his heart like a tide. He felt like his heart was being tightly grasped by an invisible hand.

He took a deep breath, gently pushed open the door, and walked in with heavy steps.

In the room, beside the bed, Zhu Shiqing was anxiously asking Liu Yirong: "Senior Liu, what's the situation? Do you have any way to save her?"

Liu Yirong frowned and shook her head, saying, "There is a very high level of power in her body that is constantly destroying her physical meridians, while at the same time, it is repairing them with the diluted soul power it emits. This repetitive state is really too weird. I can't think of a solution for the time being."

Liu Ruyan took over the conversation, her voice sad: "That power seems to be a highly condensed life force, beyond the ordinary life force, but it is not just a life attribute."

"Xiaoyi's body can't bear this force, but it protects her to some extent. It's very tricky."

(End of this chapter)