The Desolate Wind Swordsman

Chapt. 35 Poisons In Nehan's Body

The chapt 35

Nindiya helps Nehan to walk by breaking him up. His right hand he used to wield, but his left right carried a sword.

"Nindia." Nehan looked at Nindiya.

"Yes." Yeah." He looked at him and his left hand holding the sword was pointed at Nehan's shoulder.

"You can raise this sword?" Nehan saw that the earth sword was on his shoulders because Nindiya's hand was holding his shoulder.

"Ehh... Isn't this just a sword? Sorry, can't I?" Ask. Maybe it was a special sword.

"No-no. Take me to the room. I need to rest. The poison in my body is still left."

"Yes." Yeah."

Nindiya doesn't know what. Poison or something. All he knew, Nehan his face looked pale. I don't know what poison made Nehan that way. Nehan lay in his bed. Nindiya sat next to him.

"What should I do?" Nindiya placed the sword of the earth where Nehan used to put it.

"Yes. I need to identify this poison. Please call Kirana. Uh no. They're getting hurt. Can you channel the power in?"

"How is it?" Nindiya looked confused. He has not practiced channeling his inner energy. He had only learned to absorb the inner energy from his grandfather.

"That's it. My body is so limp. You make me some tea." Slowly flowed.

"All right." Nindiya enveloped Nehan who now looked very pale.

Nindiya came out and looked for tea towards the kitchen, seeing the injured person. They looked exhausted from fighting with ninjas who suddenly attacked. But those who saw Nindiya were still freshly fit, making them ask questions.

"How's Nehan?" The first time Gayatri asked. He was most worried about her. Unfortunately though. He can't do anything.

"Come aunt. I don't know."

"But this is weird. You don't look tired at all." Dewandaru, the greatest healer realized it.

Dewandaru had never seen any swordsman who after fighting for a long time but his strength was still fresh. And previously he only knew someone who had power in even Kanuragan science that was different from other people.

"Mahadrii. Please explain something." The old healer looked at someone who might know the reason. He guessed that someone had something to do with Nindiya.

"Well as you thought. I can't hide it from you." He then turned his face away.

"I'd guess. And this is very coincidental. It's a perfect couple. Eventually the sword of heaven and the sword of earth will unite. I hope this hope of mine isn't all that stuff." He stared at the sky of the house. What is seen, some of the profit nests that have not been cleaned.

"You said it. I don't know what." Mahadri got up from his seat.

"alright then. We better check on your student. I hope he's okay."

Those in the room who did not know what, could only remain silent. They prefer not to ask further questions. Kirana chooses to take Gayatri to her room. While Indra and Bayu headed to Raditya's place with Padmasari's daughter. Nindiya continued her steps towards the kitchen.

"Is this really just a wound from poison? Not from the sword?" Mahadri pointed at the sword not far from the bed.

"I guess so. Because I don't feel any strangeness from his body. There was only poison that had spread. According to my estimation, the sword also contributed to the poison."

"You mean?"

Dewandaru saw the wound he believed from the weapon containing the poison.

"Previously he may have been exposed to poison. Then he used the sword. But the sword hastened the poison to spread."

"Is he okay?"

"Well for now, he's fine. This poison is not too dangerous if we help him immediately. You keep it here. But do not channel the energy in you. Because it's gonna be dangerous."

"All right." Mahadri sighed harshly. He can't do anything to help.

The old physician came out to concoct medicine to offer the poison that had spread in Nehan's body.

'Is the world this small? Or is this fate? Never mind... This may be the destiny of the Almighty.'

"Grandfather." Nindiya stood behind Mahadri.

"Yes." Yeah." He immediately woke up from his seat which was on the edge of the bed.

"Is Nehan okay?" Ask. He looked at his grandfather who looked angry because he felt he could not do anything.

"He's good, my grandson. How's yours?"

"I'm a good cake." Nindiya immediately approached Nehan.

"Ah yes. You're like your father."

"Grandfather."

"It has. Don't remember. You guys have to look after each other. Now you're your husband's responsibility. You take care of him."

Mahadri came out of the room. Nindiya sat down and looked at the pale face of the young man who had become her husband. He touched Nehan's face gently.

"Married man." Nindiya smiled, she did not expect her hope to have materialized. Having a husband was her hope from the beginning.

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