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Chapter 105 The Vanished An Yuan

After confirming that Wen Li had returned, Xin Yuan finally felt relieved.

Instead, physical fatigue sets in.

He still wanted to talk to Wen Li a lot more, but he was too tired.

Sleepiness washed over him, and Xin Yuan's eyelids drooped as if he were about to fall asleep at any moment.

Wen Li couldn't bear to see him like this, so she urged him to go and rest, and that they could talk about anything else after he had rested.

Xin Yuan obediently returned to his room.

The room was clean; Wen Li had given it a quick cleaning not long ago. He collapsed onto the bed and soon lost consciousness.

He was probably really too tired, because Xin Yuan slept for two whole days.

Wen Li initially thought something had happened to him, but after checking him over, she found that he was fine, just too tired.

Wen Li didn't bother him these past two days.

Although Xin Yuan has returned, life remains the same, with no major changes.

Wen Li's daily routine still consisted of brewing medicine for Shen Yihe and then having Zhu Yan deliver it to him.

She hadn't spoken to Shen Yihe for several days.

At first, Wen Li felt uncomfortable, but now she has gradually gotten used to it.

As long as the two don't meet, there won't be any awkwardness.

However, such peaceful days will eventually come to an end.

Although Shen Yihe had taken the medicine, Wen Li still had to check his wounds regularly.

After the last treatment, Wen Li's supernatural power did not completely heal Shen Yihe's external injuries; instead, it drained her supernatural power.

Wen Li herself was puzzled by this.

Logically speaking, Wen Li should check Shen Yihe's injuries every day.

But because of Shen Yihe's embarrassing rejection, she didn't want to face him, so she dragged her feet for a few days.

It wasn't until Zhu Yan casually mentioned that Shen Yihe's wound hadn't healed that Wen Li remembered this matter.

"Shen Yihe, it's me."

Standing at the door of Shen Yihe's room, Wen Li spoke with a slightly stiff demeanor.

After she finished speaking, Wen Li heard a noise coming from inside.

Soon, the curtain was lifted.

Shen Yihe's collar was slightly disheveled, and he looked at her in surprise, "...Why are you here?"

This was the first formal exchange between the two in the past few days.

Shen Yihe was surprised that Wen Li would come to him on her own initiative. When he heard her voice, he thought he had misheard.

After all... he himself knew that the relationship between the two of them had indeed been very awkward lately.

"Let me check your injury." Wen Li tried to appear less stiff. "May I come in?"

Shen Yihe parted to make way for her to come in.

The curtains fell, isolating the outside space.

Shen Yihe felt unusually uncomfortable. "...Sit down."

Wen Li noticed the fleeting stiffness on his handsome face and felt quite uncomfortable.

Does he not want to be with her?

The thought flashed through Wen Li's mind; at this moment, she only wanted to finish the battle quickly.

"No need, take off your clothes, let me see your injury."

Wen Li adopted a businesslike attitude.

Shen Yihe glanced at her, said nothing, and nodded.

Then, he began to take off his coat.

Shen Yihe was checking before Wen Li arrived, but unfortunately he couldn't see the specific condition of her back.

However, he could clearly feel the pain in his back.

The wound has not yet healed, and I experience sharp pain from time to time.

These pains were bearable for Shen Yihe for the time being, and he didn't take them too seriously.

After being injured many times, he always felt that the wounds would heal soon.

It was only when Zhu Yan happened to bring him medicine and saw the wound on his back that Shen Yihe realized it seemed to have worsened.

To allow Wen Li to better observe the injury, Shen Yihe sat in a chair with his back to her.

After the clothes were removed, Wen Li could clearly see the injuries on Shen Yihe's back.

It wasn't as serious as Wen Li had expected, but after so many days and several days of taking the medicine, the wound still showed no signs of improvement.

"Does it hurt like this?" Wen Li reached out and touched it.

Shen Yihe stiffened, and a muffled groan escaped his throat, "...Not bad."

"That's a bit strange," Wen Li muttered.

Wen Li had great faith in her supernatural abilities. Logically speaking, she should have been able to easily heal this kind of external injury, since it wasn't serious.

But it didn't work on Shen Yihe.

Wen Li examined her carefully again and said, "I'll use my special ability to heal you in a bit. If you feel unwell, remember to tell me."

Shen Yihe: "Okay, thank you."

Wen Li straightened her expression and began to activate her supernatural power.

I haven't used my powers during this period, so I have plenty of power within me.

Wen Li was confident that she could heal this small wound this time.

Many purple orbs of light appeared before her eyes, a sign of poisoning. Wen Li frantically clicked on the orbs with lightning speed.

However, the light orbs never stopped appearing. No matter how many times Wen Li clicked on them, new ones kept popping up.

"Are you alright?" Wen Li asked Shen Yihe after resting for a while.

“Yes, very good,” Shen Yihe replied.

After Wen Li used her superpower, the stinging pain in her back gradually disappeared, and a cool sensation soothed the wound, making Shen Yihe almost squint his eyes in comfort.

"Thank you for your trouble." Shen Yihe turned around and glanced at Wen Li.

Upon closer inspection, they saw that Wen Li's face was pale and she was covered in sweat.

Shen Yihe was stunned, as if something had squeezed his heart hard.

"Are you alright?" Shen Yihe asked.

Wen Li's gaze met his unexpectedly, and she clearly saw the worry in his eyes.

Wen Li, who had been quite at ease, suddenly felt uncomfortable.

She avoided Shen Yihe's gaze and mumbled a reply, "Mm."

Shen Yihe was about to say something when Wen Li interrupted him.

"Turn around, I'll continue your treatment."

"it is good."

Wen Li re-examined the supernatural power within her body, realizing that she had unknowingly used up half of it, yet Shen Yihe's wound still appeared unchanged.

Weird.

Wen Li became more and more puzzled as she looked at it.

What went wrong?
Was it that her healing abilities had regressed, or was Shen Yihe's injury too stubborn?

It shouldn't be like that... It was just a scratch from a moon thorn.

Now that things have come to this, Wen Li can't just stop and continues to unleash her powers on Shen Yihe's wounds.

However, no matter how frantically Wen Li tapped the light orbs, after solving one, more kept popping up.

Wen Li was about to become withdrawn.

In the end, Wen Li's supernatural power was drained once again, forcing her to stop.

Wen Li was drenched in sweat and took a few deep breaths. "Let's... call it a day."

As she said this, Wen Li's voice became weak and shaky.

Shen Yihe realized this and looked in her direction.

What they saw was Wen Li's deathly pale face.

"you……"

I will come back to see it again tomorrow.

Wen Li interrupted him unconsciously.

I was thinking about the medicine gift pack I won in a raffle a while ago, which included disinfectant and gauze.

Wen Li took it out of her space, disinfected the wound, and then applied gauze.

"All right."

After finishing this last task, Wen Li walked outside. She felt completely drained of energy and utterly exhausted.

At that moment, I had only one thought: to lie in bed and have a good, comfortable sleep!
Once he wakes up, he can properly examine Shen Yihe's strange injuries.

She even doubted whether he had actually been scratched by the moon thorn.

While treating Shen Yihe, Wen Li stood still without moving.

She had barely taken a step when she felt dizzy and her vision went black.

Just as Wen Li felt she was about to be thrown away, a hand grabbed her wrist.

A steady yet powerful force pulled her in, and before Wen Li could react, she had already fallen into a familiar embrace.

"..."

Wen Li remained in the same position without moving.

She remained frozen until the dizziness and darkness before her eyes gradually subsided before she opened them again.

The first thing Wen Li did was break free from Shen Yihe's embrace.

"Thank you."

She practically bounced out of his arms.

When his arms were suddenly empty, the faint fragrance emanating from Wen Li dissipated into the air, and Shen Yihe felt a sense of emptiness for the first time.

"Then I'll be going now." Wen Li rubbed her throbbing temples and turned to leave Shen Yihe's room.

She had been gone for a long time, but Shen Yihe remained in the same position, sitting there without moving.

It took Shen Yihe a while to stand up.

His fingers, hanging at his sides, curled and relaxed slightly.

He stared thoughtfully in the direction where Wen Li had last disappeared.

The first thing Wen Li did upon returning to her room was to go to sleep.

Feeling extremely tired and unable to exert any strength is a sign of overexertion of one's superpowers.

Shortly after Wen Li fell asleep, Shen Yihe left his room.

Shen Yihe bumped into Zhu Yan as soon as he came out.

Recently, some people in the family have been injured, some are exhausted, and some are in hibernation. Zhu Yan has been taking care of everything, big and small.

He had just returned from cleaning the kitchen when he saw Shen Yihe come out, which was a rare sight.

"How is the injury?" Zhu Yan asked.

Zhu Yan also knew that Wen Li had just treated Shen Yihe's injuries.

"It's alright," Shen Yihe said.

After Wen Li's treatment, the stinging pain was not as noticeable as it had been at the beginning.

"Are you planning to go out?" Zhu Yan asked.

Shen Yihe nodded, "I'll go see the witch doctor."

After saying that, Shen Yihe left.

Zhu Yan stared thoughtfully at Shen Yihe's disappearing figure.

Remembering something, I counted the days on my fingers, and it turned out to be today.

It's been almost a year since Zhu Yan and Shen Yihe met.

According to his observation, Shen Yihe would go to the witch doctor at the end of each month.

After doing this many times, Zhu Yan also discovered the pattern.

However, this was Shen Yihe's privacy, so Zhu Yan didn't ask any further questions and pretended not to know.

Shen Yihe left home and walked slowly toward the direction where the witch doctor was.

The coldest part of winter has passed, and the weather is gradually warming up.

The number of pedestrians on the road gradually increased.

Several orcs who were familiar with Shen Yihe greeted him.

After walking for a while, just as they were about to reach the shaman's residence, the male who had been in the same caravan as Shen Yihe saw him.

The male took the initiative to approach him and start a conversation.

"Yihe, it's been a long time. What brings you here?" the male asked.

"I need to speak with the witch doctor about something," Shen Yihe said gently.

"What about you? It's been a long time since I've seen you. What have you been busy with lately?" Shen Yihe asked.

Speaking of this, the male's expression was complicated. "Don't mention it, I've been incredibly busy lately."

"busy?"

What can one possibly be busy with in the dead of winter?

Shen Yihe's words struck a chord with the man, who then began to complain about what had happened to him recently.

One point mentioned was that An Yuan had gone missing.

This time they're really missing.

An Yuan and his beastmen searched almost the entire tribe and surrounding area, but couldn't find anyone. They were going crazy.

The male and one of An Yuan's beast husbands are related, and they have been helping to find people these past few days.

They worked themselves to the bone every day, but still found no clues.

My mentality is about to collapse.

The male sought out Shen Yihe to confide in her, partly to express his grievances.

Shen Yihe asked in surprise, "Missing? When did they go missing?"

“A few days ago,” the male sighed, “I’ve been looking for him these past few days, but I haven’t found a single clue.”

At this point, the male thought of Wen Li.

Wen Li had also suddenly disappeared before, but now she's back.

No one knows what happened; the people in the tribe only know that Wen Li seems to have returned.

"By the way, Yihe, how did you find your beast wife back then?" the male asked.

They were trying to find new clues through Shen Yihe's experience.

Shen Yihe paused for a moment, then said, "She was rescued and came back on her own."

"Ah, that's it."

The male was about to say something more to Shen Yihe when a voice called out to him.

"I have to go now, let's chat again next time."

The male waved and ran off in one direction.

Shen Yihe frowned as he watched the other person's disappearing figure.

An Yuan has disappeared?

Never mind, it's none of his business.

Shen Yihe didn't hesitate for long and continued walking in the direction of the witch doctor.

Upon arrival, Shen Yihe saw the witch doctor with a worried expression.

There aren't many patients here today.

The witch doctor paced around in place, sighing repeatedly.

He looked over at Shen Yihe after hearing footsteps.

"You've come." The witch doctor paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, the time has come."

"What's wrong?" Shen Yihe asked.

The witch doctor beckoned Shen Yihe toward the cave, saying, "Sigh, it's all because of An Yuan's disappearance. These past few days have been exhausting for my old bones."

"An Yuan again?" Shen Yihe raised an eyebrow. "I heard she's gone missing."

"Yes, I don't know where he went. He hasn't been back for several days," the witch doctor sighed.

Before Shen Yihe could ask any further questions, the witch doctor continued, "Her beast husbands keep coming here to me, insisting that I find a way to bring An Yuan back. What can I do?"

At his advanced age, the witch doctor didn't want to take the blame.

An Yuan didn't disappear from his place, so how would he know where to look for her?

The witch doctor himself was also bewildered.

"I have prepared what you requested."

The witch doctor opened one of the cabinets, took out a small wooden bottle, and handed it to Shen Yihe.

“However, continuing like this isn’t a solution,” the witch doctor said, hesitating to finish his sentence.

"Thank you." Shen Yihe took the wooden bottle and carefully put it away.

A bitter look flashed across his face, and he said in a low voice, "I've been thinking of a solution, and it will be resolved soon."

The witch doctor patted him gently. "That's good. It's better to resolve this sooner rather than later, so you won't have to suffer like this anymore. Alas... it's a pity I can't help you."