The self-cultivation of the passer-by hero

As the saying goes, fish can't live without water, and death can't live without waves. Wu Ye thought that with Youmeng's small body, if she didn't think of some way to rescue her, she could just take a ride in the underworld and go straight back to see Youyou. Son.

At that time, I was afraid that I would have to follow him.

It wasn't that Takeya was frightening himself. Anyone who wasn't blind could tell that Youmu was one step away from dying where she was.

Although Takeya is not a good person, he still wants to be a good person, so he is barely half a good person. It is still difficult for him to watch a living life passing away in front of him. Well, it should be half a good person. .

Takeru took a look at the handful of half-spirits that he pulled out from behind Youmu's neck. Half of this guy was already "dead".

"what can we do about it"

It's not difficult for Wu Wu to get into trouble. After all, he has learned a lot of first aid knowledge from birth to now, but these are all for people! He had never learned anything about monsters, and it seemed like he had no place to teach them.

He remembered a lot of things from Teacher Huiyin's class. He was the only teacher among them and the only teacher in Gensokyo. The things he taught seemed unreliable at this time.

Well, he shouldn't speak ill of the teacher behind his back. After all, he is very good at educating Meihong. Don't you see that every time Meihong secretly smokes... ahem, I digress.

It had been almost ten minutes since Takeru had been staring at the unconscious Youmu on the bed, but he still had no idea what to do. There was no way to save him.

Artificial respiration? This doesn't seem to have any effect on the monster, and he is more likely to be arrested as a pervert.

Yonglin’s potion? Kaguya had already said that those bottles and jars were all semi-finished products with unknown effects. Rather than saving lives, he felt that something would happen directly.

Takeru was in trouble. Although he was not a doctor, he could tell that Youmu was in a coma because of the thin spiritual power in the outside air.

This was exactly the same as Remilia's original situation, but unfortunately the same method failed to work on her.

Wuya tried it the first time. Whether he shook hands, touched his head or stuck out his tongue, don't get me wrong, he was letting Youmu stick out his tongue to see if the monster power could be poured into his mouth.

Unfortunately, these methods failed.

It was completely different from Remilia's situation at that time. None of Takeya's demon power could enter Youmu's body.

Could it be that the structure is different? It is true that vampires and half-humans and half-spirits cannot be generalized, but I have never heard of demon power and species isolation?

With his eyes full of entanglement and depression, Wu Ye simply moved a stool over and continued to stare at the half-dead court master in a daze.

Save him. There is no other way. If he doesn't save him, he will have to wait for death. Not only Youmu, he will also have to wait for death.

"Oh, it's really a headache."

Why is it that when a person is walking on the road, the pot comes from the sky, and the pot from other worlds is thrown on his head? Is it the Armstrong cyclotron used?

So what can he do? He is also desperate!

"There is no other way. Let's treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor."

It was the king's duty to sit back and wait for death. As a passerby, it was better for Takeru to do his best to fulfill his duties honestly. As for how fate would work out, he could only pray.

Having made up his mind, Wu Ye no longer hesitated. He immediately prepared boiling water and randomly rolled out a bottle of the potion he got from Yong Lin by drawing lots, and drank it all as an infusion.

Five minutes later, Takeya faced the cup of white viscous liquid with a troubled expression. He hesitated for a moment, then lifted Youmu's body up and poured it into her mouth, but...

"Can't you get it in?"

Takeru had never taken care of someone drinking before, so he could only watch blankly as all these strange liquids slid down the corners of Youmu's mouth and onto her clothes, creating a messy scene that made people's blood rush.

"Tsk, what should I do if I can't get it in?"

The problems are one after another. It is impossible for the unconscious Youmu to get up and drink the medicine by himself, but he can't drink it down.

Takeru looked down at Youmu's thin cherry lips, and the white glint on them made his heart tremble inexplicably. After thinking deeply for a while, he decided——

If you can't get it in, then you can only force it in!

Wu Ye casually tore off a few pages from the magazine on the table and rolled them into a cone shape, making a simple funnel. He pried open Youmu's mouth and inserted it with a pop. After testing the depth, he did it without saying a word. Pour the potion into it.

Heh, being adaptable is the kingly way, isn't it just a medicine? I have ten thousand ways to make you drink it!

While admiring his own wit, Takeya watched the potion pour smoothly into Youmu's mouth, and then... she choked on it as a matter of course.

"Cough cough cough!"

Youmu's slender body thumped and trembled a few times on the bed, a painful sound came out of her throat, but there was still no sign of waking up.

It's just that because of being choked, his face has a hint of flushing in the desperate paleness, coupled with the faint look of struggle between his eyebrows, the slightly messy clothes on his body, and the white unknown liquid at the corner of his mouth.

Takeru looked embarrassed and took away the scrapped temporary funnel and the cup full of potion. Seeing Youmu's appearance that was even more thought-provoking than before, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

This should be considered effective, right? Anyway, I made a sound. Well, this method is useless.

Takeya finally faced the reality calmly and threw away the potion without hesitation. Now he had only one last option left -

"Must kill! Great Summoning Technique!"

Since there was no one around and Youmu was already unconscious, Takeru completely put aside his shame and called out its name with a strangely shameful gesture:

"Come on! Gangnir!!"

At this moment, in the Scarlet Devil Mansion in Gensokyo, Miss Remilia, who is known as elegant and majestic, is hugging the red magic gun returned by Sakuya, touching and rubbing it, with an expression on her face. The child who protects the toy is just as willful:

"It's decided! If that bastard Takeya dares to take away my Gangnir again, I, Remilia, will die in the sun, die outside, and jump from here, and I will never forgive him again!"

Remilia's eyes widened, her neck reddened, and she finished howling at the top of her voice. However, in the next second, with a hiss, the magic gun in her hand disappeared again.

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For a moment, the whole place was silent. Even Patchouli looked at Remilia with some worry and did not dare to speak.

The young vampire lord's eyes were full of ferocity, her fists were clenched and her hands were trembling, and her fair face slowly turned black. Just when everyone was away and she was about to explode, she gritted her teeth and spit out these few words. Character:

"This, it doesn't count this time. If he does it again next time, I will never forgive him...!"

After saying this, the whole audience was silently surprised again. Remilia blushed and ran to the corner alone, stamping her feet and cursing something in a low voice.

Under Sakuya's almost petrified expression, Patchouli silently covered her face with her hands:

"My family is unfortunate"