He felt utterly healthy now.
Although he still had wounds, they were nothing compared with his original state.
"What happened? Am I dreaming?" Cheng Fang stared at his friends in disbelief.
Ling Hao patted him on the shoulder. "You should thank Feng Wu."
Cheng Fang still had complicated feelings about Feng Wu, so he frowned and asked reluctantly, "What are you talking about?"
Ling Hao smacked him on the head. "Do you know how severe your injuries were?! You were lying there and covered in blood! Your breathing was so weak that we thought you could die at any moment."
Cheng Fang said, "I know that. I hit a lot of things when I was falling. I thought I was already dead…"
Ling Hao said, "You would have been, if Feng Wu hadn't treated you."
Seeing that Cheng Fang wasn't convinced, Shao Xiao chimed in.
"Ling Hao is right. You were barely breathing when we found you, and we could have lost you." He then pointed at Feng Wu, who was cultivating on the other side.
