Chapter 316: Treatment, Continuous Punches Skill

Chapter 316: Chapter 316: Treatment, Continuous Punches Skill

Seraphina Sullivan followed the blood-soaked Forrest Sterling, sprinting toward the brothers’ temporary lodging in the safe zone.

A dense crowd had already formed, surrounding the area three layers deep, a buzz of discussion filling the air.

"Sigh, it’s true. Players look so impressive, able to fight and endure, but in reality, every time they enter an instance, they’re betting their lives. They’re always walking on a knife’s edge..."

"Tell me about it! Those two brothers from the Sterling Family seemed so capable before. Who would’ve thought that in the blink of an eye... they’d end up like this..."

"Yeah, that wound looks terrifying. I wonder if he can be saved..."

"Out of the way! Everyone, move!"

Forrest Sterling shouted hoarsely, shoving his way through the crowd to clear a path for Seraphina Sullivan and Sean Chandler.

Seeing Seraphina Sullivan and Sean Chandler—and especially Seraphina’s calm, grim expression—the crowd realized they were here to help. They stopped blocking the path and quickly parted, forming a corridor.

Seraphina then saw River Sterling, who was lying on a wooden plank.

His abdomen was covered with a towel, now blackened and completely saturated with blood, yet horrifying amounts of it still seeped out from underneath.

River Sterling’s face was ashen, his eyes shut tight. His breathing was shallow and rapid.

He was on the verge of death, taking in far less air than he was breathing out.

Without a word, Seraphina Sullivan immediately knelt and gently lifted the heavy, damp towel.

"Ah—!"

A timid onlooker couldn’t help but let out a short, startled cry.

River Sterling’s entire abdomen had been torn open by some kind of claw or fang, leaving a massive, grotesque wound. The flesh was peeled back, revealing the bone beneath, and even the edges of his pulsating organs were visible.

Blood pulsed out like an open floodgate, gushing in time with his faint breaths and heartbeat!

The situation was critical. There wasn’t a moment to lose.

Seraphina Sullivan’s gaze hardened. She raised her right hand, and a white light gathered above her palm as she deployed her newly acquired Skill, Flower Therapy, for the first time in the field.

One by one, pure white Healing Flowers formed from Energy began to materialize, each emitting a soft, healing glow. Under her precise Control, they drifted down to hover over the wound on River Sterling’s abdomen.

The white flowers released a gentle Life Energy, attempting to stabilize River Sterling’s rapidly fading Life Force and stanch the bleeding.

Meanwhile, Seraphina Sullivan’s left hand was not idle. She activated her Clean Bubble Skill!

Countless iridescent, transparent bubbles materialized from thin air, precisely covering the wound’s surface and delving into its depths.

They quickly yet gently cleansed away the filth, blood, and any potential foreign bodies or toxins, creating a sterile environment for the treatment that would follow.

Then, while the light from Flower Therapy and the Purification Effect of Clean Bubble were still active, a needle and thread composed of pure Energy materialized in her hands.

Seraphina Sullivan’s movements were lightning-fast, her gaze terrifyingly focused.

She pushed her Quick Sewing Skill to its absolute limit.

The Silver Needle moved like a living sprite, darting through torn flesh, ruptured blood vessels, and even along the edges of River Sterling’s damaged organs—aligning tissues and tying off sutures... Every stitch was precise and steady.

At a speed that defied all logic, Seraphina Sullivan stitched the horrifying wound closed from the inside out, layer by meticulous layer.

The entire process was as smooth as flowing water, the three Skills transitioning seamlessly. Calm, precise, efficient.

The murmuring crowd gradually fell silent.

Everyone held their breath, watching the miraculous healing scene in stunned silence.

They were utterly amazed by Seraphina Sullivan’s masterful performance.

Nourished by the continuous motes of Healing light from Flower Therapy and stitched with Seraphina’s precise, efficient Quick Sewing, the massive, gruesome wound on River Sterling’s abdomen was finally sealed perfectly. The bleeding stopped completely.

Although River Sterling’s breathing was still faint, it had gradually become steady and deep, losing the shallow, desperate gasps of a dying man. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ

His face was still pale, but everyone could see it: Seraphina Sullivan had single-handedly dragged him back from the gates of death!

A collective sigh of relief rippled through the crowd, followed by a wave of hushed discussion.

"He’s saved! He’s really been saved!"

"Those medical Skills... are simply divine!"

"What were those white flowers? Was that a Skill? How incredible!"

"Thank you... Thank you, Seraphina!"

The tension that had gripped Forrest Sterling finally broke.

His legs gave out, and he slumped to the ground. Watching his brother’s steady breathing, tears of relief welled in his eyes as he thanked Seraphina Sullivan again and again.

Seraphina Sullivan let out a soft sigh, wiping away nonexistent sweat from her temple.

She looked at Forrest Sterling and voiced the question that was on her mind. "What happened? How did River Sterling get injured so badly? This doesn’t look like the work of an ordinary monster."

At the mention of this, Forrest Sterling’s face immediately darkened with anger and lingering fear. "We... We were ambushed by Players from other countries!"

"Players from other countries?"

Seraphina Sullivan raised an eyebrow, genuinely surprised.

Ever since she started entering instances, the vast majority of Players she’d encountered had been her compatriots.

It wasn’t that she’d never met Players from other "countries" before.

But those were almost all from other worlds that had also been selected by the Disaster Game, not natives of Azure Star.

Through "friendly exchanges" with her Sweet Fragrance, she knew the game’s "Player pool" was vast; otherwise, she would never have met high-Level beings like Yana Yates and Belle White.

Just as Seraphina Sullivan was about to ask for more details, a familiar figure pushed through the crowd and hurried over. It was Philip Jensen.

"Forrest! How’s River?"

Philip Jensen saw River Sterling, still unconscious on the ground but breathing steadily, then glanced at the blood-soaked Forrest Sterling and asked anxiously.

"Mr. Jensen, he’s fine! My brother’s life was saved, all thanks to Seraphina stepping in just in time!" Forrest Sterling quickly explained.

Hearing this, Philip Jensen shot Seraphina Sullivan a grateful glance and said solemnly, "Miss Sullivan, words can’t express my gratitude."

The reason for Philip Jensen’s anxiety was that he had run into the Sterling brothers after entering the instance.

The three of them had been working together to complete a mission.

But just as the instance was ending, they were ambushed.

He hadn’t been able to help much during the ambush.

Just then, Forrest Sterling seemed to remember something.

He quickly rummaged through his blood-stained shoulder bag, pulled out a card shimmering with a faint golden light, and insistently pressed it into Seraphina Sullivan’s hand.

"Seraphina, this is for you! You saved my brother’s life—you have to take this!"

Seraphina Sullivan glanced down. The information on the card was clearly displayed:

[Skill Card: Continuous Punch]

[Effect: Allows the user to master the technique of throwing rapid, continuous punches, enabling multiple strikes on a single target in a very short amount of time.]

"A Skill Card?" Seraphina Sullivan was surprised.

"Yeah!" Forrest Sterling nodded emphatically. "We got it in a previous instance. It’s not a top-tier Skill, but it’s very useful!"