Certainly, it may seem simple, but not everyone can do it, because injecting true qi into someone requires special attention to the distribution of acupoints. If an ignorant person were to use this method to save a dying person, it could not only fail to revive the person, but also potentially hasten their death.

In just over ten seconds, Bidegla's forehead was already sweating, the rich true qi output making him feel his own rapid weakening. The cost of using one's true qi to save someone's life is substantial.

Just like when Shadow Dread healed his arm, what kind of strength does Shadow Dread possess? At the very least, he is the strongest cultivator Bidegla has ever seen. Yet even he was exhausted after using his abilities, needing to sit and recover in the hospital room. Now Bidegla is walking the same path.

If ToranVicky is not treated soon, the outcome may be death. Therefore, Bidegla is no longer concerned about his own physical changes. As long as they don't die, everything will be fine.

On the side, seeing Bidegla's hand land in such an embarrassing place on ToranVicky, Meda Ponce instinctively wanted to push Bidegla away. But when she saw Bidegla's pallid complexion, she couldn't bring herself to do it.

She knew that Bidegla might be saving her friend, and Bidegla's abilities were indeed impressive. Just a few drops of blood on the body and the bleeding stopped. At least, Meda Ponce knew she definitely couldn't do that.

Could it be that Bidegla is also a doctor?

"Hold on, you will recover soon," looking at ToranVicky's gaping mouth, Bidegla knew she was truly on the verge of death. If she took one step forward, not even he could save her.

High medical skills can indeed pull a person back from the brink of death, but that is only possible if the person still has a breath. If they have no breath left, even a god would be powerless.

"Toran, you must hold on, I cannot be without you," seeing ToranVicky's condition, Meda Ponce was just as anxious, feeling as if she wanted to take her place.

"Hold on, you will get better," Bidegla said, as his own power continued to flow into her body, preserving her last breath of life.

ToranVicky's situation was indeed not optimistic. So after Bidegla had transferred true qi to her, he immediately sat down on the ground, not out of fear, but completely exhausted.

Now he only felt his head was very heavy, and wave after wave of dizziness came over him. In order to save this woman, he had almost exhausted all of his strength.

Originally, he wanted to see how this woman was doing, but before he could stand up, he fell to the ground, fainting.

Bidegla is not Shadow Dread, and does not possess his immense true qi. Therefore, after the huge consumption of true qi, he fainted directly.

"Wake up, won't you?" Seeing Bidegla faint, Meda Ponce was also shocked, and hurriedly pushed Bidegla.

She had called Bidegla to protect them, but now he had fainted, and looking at ToranVicky, who was also unconscious, Meda Ponce finally felt a hint of panic.

Enemies could arrive at any moment, and if he were alone, he could escape. But what should they do with two unconscious people?

As soon as someone noticed them, they could be robbed of food, and more severely, all three of them could lose their lives here.

Bidegla remained in a state of unconsciousness for quite some time, leaving Meda Ponce at a loss as to how to rouse him. She had come to understand that Bidegla had saved ToranVicky's life through sheer force of will, using all of his own strength to ensure his survival. As a result, he was left severely weakened.

"Remarkable, the wound has actually scabbed over," exclaimed Meda Ponce, surprised and delighted to see that ToranVicky's previously life-threatening injury had now healed, with no more blood flowing from the once terrifying wound.

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Glancing gratefully at the still unconscious Bidegla, Meda Ponce realized that without Bidegla's intervention, both ToranVicky and herself would have perished. After a moment of anxiety, she immediately began to take stock of her surroundings, on guard against any potential threats.

In his selfless act of saving others, Bidegla had depleted all of his energy. When he awoke the next day, he felt incredibly weak, every movement requiring great effort. Strangely, he felt something soft underneath his head, accompanied by a peculiar fragrance.

Turning his head, he was astonished to find himself resting on Meda Ponce's lap, with ToranVicky nestled on her other leg. It seemed that the three of them had spent the night in this manner.

"You're finally awake," Meda Ponce said, her voice calm but her relief palpable. She had been the sole guardian while they were both unconscious, and her sleepless night had taken its toll, leaving her eyes somewhat red and weary.

Looking at the sky above, Bidegla realized it was already late morning, bordering on midday.

"Why didn't you sleep?" Bidegla inquired.

"I'm not tired," Meda Ponce replied with an exasperated roll of her eyes. She didn't want to sleep, but could she? With danger all around, falling asleep could mean facing death.

In times of true military action, she had gone days and nights without sleep. So, for now, she could endure.

"Then stay awake a little longer, I need to rest," Bidegla said, before lying back down on Meda Ponce's lap, assuming a more comfortable sleeping position.

Despite a few hours of rest, Bidegla still felt very weak and doubted if he could even sit up. The scent of Meda Ponce continued to waft towards him, lulling him back to sleep, much to Meda Ponce's frustration.

However, she refrained from disturbing him, knowing that Bidegla's current state was partly her fault.

If it hadn't been for her pleading with Bidegla to protect them, how could he have ended up in this situation, expending all his strength in this place, with such a high probability of death? Even though they had not encountered any problems during the night, it was really just luck.

Now that the day has already dawned, the danger is likely to decrease significantly, but she still didn't dare to sleep, continuing to be vigilant of everything around her.

After sleeping for several hours, Bidegla finally woke up, having accumulated some strength. He took out some rations from his pack and ate, then stood up.

Although he still had little strength, meditating and practicing was no longer a problem for him.

Glancing at the exhausted Meda Ponce, Bidegla finally did not leave and instead sat down next to her, saying, "Alright, you haven't closed your eyes since yesterday. Leave this to me now, and you take a rest."

"I'm not tired, I can still hold on," Meda Ponce shook her head, showing her stubbornness.

"Hold on to what? If you want to die, you don't have to sleep. Don't think you're some kind of immortal," Bidegla scolded, causing Meda Ponce to widen her eyes.

It was the first time she had been spoken to in such a manner.

"Stop dawdling, eat something and go to sleep. Everywhere here is dangerous, and there might be people finding us at night. Preserving energy and staying alert is the most important," Bidegla finally gave a reason that Meda Ponce couldn't refute.

Indeed, they still had several days to wait here, and without a fresh mind, it wouldn't be possible. You never know when danger will come your way.

Taking advantage of the daytime, no one would act, so Meda Ponce didn't say anything more. She took out some rations and ate, then leaned against a tree branch, placing ToranVicky on her legs, ready to sleep.

"Come here," seeing Meda Ponce, Bidegla suddenly called out.

"What for?" Meda Ponce looked at Bidegla, not knowing what he was going to do.

"Lie down on my legs and sleep," Bidegla said, leaving Meda Ponce stunned.

The reason she let Bidegla rest on her legs last night was because she was a little afraid, but it was broad daylight, so could it be that Bidegla was also scared?

Thinking about this, she couldn't help but show some surprise on her face. As a woman, it was reasonable to be a little scared at night, but Bidegla, a big man, was also scared... Wasn't that a little... strange?

"Don't think too much, I'm just giving you a comfortable place to sleep. This way you can recover more quickly. If you want to wake up sore all over, you can continue to sleep leaning against that branch," Bidegla seemed to see through Meda Ponce's thoughts and said leisurely.

"Alright then." Although Meda Ponce didn't want to sleep on Bidegla's legs, she also knew that what Bidegla said was true. A comfortable sleeping position was the quickest way to recover, just like the difference between sleeping in bed and on the road was so obvious.

Finally, Meda Ponce held back her embarrassment and leaned her head on Bidegla's legs.

The strong masculine scent kept entering her nose, making her face instantly blush. She had never been so close to a man before, let alone in this sleeping position that seemed like that of a couple.

She felt her heartbeat accelerating several times faster than usual, wanting to get up, yet also afraid of angering Bidegla.

And so she descended into the tumult of her own thoughts, several minutes passing before her weariness finally overcame her every thought, and she drifted off to sleep. Having gone so long without rest, she was truly exhausted, and now knowing that Bidegla would protect them, she succumbed to slumber. As she lay upon Bidegla's lap, she felt an immense sense of peace, as if there would be no more danger, which was also the reason she was able to fall asleep so quickly.