“Fairy, fairy, please save my son!”
The middle-aged woman saw hope and instantly burst into tears, stumbling forward and kneeling before the two of them.
“Auntie, don’t do that, please get up quickly,” Chen Xiaoyan was startled and hurriedly helped her to her feet.
Although she was just an NPC, seeing an NPC who could be her mother kneeling in front of her made her feel deeply guilty.
“Auntie, don’t worry. Sister Xiaoyan and I originally came to save your son,” Chongchong comforted from the side.
“Yeah,” Chen Xiaoyan nodded in agreement.
The middle-aged woman was so moved that tears welled up in her eyes, but what was this “Auntie” address?
“Thank you both, fairies, for saving my life. Wu Su will never forget this.”
“Auntie, don’t thank us just yet. We don’t even know if we can save him—we need to try first,” Chen Xiaoyan reminded her.
After all, NPCs aren’t players and can’t form parties.
Who knows if healing will even work on them?
“All right, whatever the result, I will accept it,” Wu Su wiped away her tears, regained her composure, and invited the two inside the wooden house.
“Fairies, please come in.”
Although the wooden house was simple, it had all the necessary facilities.
The two of them quickly entered the inner room and saw the two young men lying on the bed, barely clinging to life.
“Son, the Heavenly Fragrance Fairy is here. Open your eyes and take a look,” Wu Su sat beside the bed and gently called out.
“Mother, cough cough, don’t tease your son,” the young man replied weakly.
“Whether I’m teasing you, you’ll know when you open your eyes,” Wu Su said confidently.
Hearing his mother’s certainty, the young man believed her a little and slowly opened his eyes a crack.
“Look,” Wu Su turned sideways, revealing Chen Xiaoyan and Chongchong behind her.
The pink tube top dress etched in his memory stirred his emotions more and more.
“Fairy… fair—” Before he could finish, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
“Son? Son, what’s wrong?”
Wu Su was terrified and hurriedly patted the young man’s face, shouting out in panic.
This scene was actually quite amusing.
Chen Xiaoyan struggled to hold back her laughter, trying not to make a sound, while Chongchong’s shoulders twitched continuously—apparently, this girl’s mood was just like hers.
[Chongchong: Sister Xiaoyan, this NPC is too funny, hahaha.]
[Chen Xiaoyan: Be serious… pfft.]
[Chongchong: By the way, Sister Xiaoyan, can we heal NPCs?]
[Chen Xiaoyan: Let’s try.]
“Auntie, let us take a look.”
“All right, thank you both, fairies,” Wu Su quickly stood aside and quietly waited.
Chen Xiaoyan walked over and released Spring Breeze Invocation on the young man lying on the bed.
“No effect,” she furrowed her brows.
She could tell Spring Breeze Invocation hadn’t been released successfully.
Because Spring Breeze Invocation requires a healing target for successful activation.
If this basic recovery skill didn’t work, then advanced healing skills like Mist Rain Light or Umbrella Dance Cure were out of the question.
“Sigh~”
Chen Xiaoyan sighed deeply.
“Sorry, Auntie, I can’t heal him.”
“How can that be?”
This sentence struck Wu Su like a bolt from the blue.
She could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground, crying bitterly.
“Son, my poor son.”
Chen Xiaoyan bit her lip and prepared to turn and leave—out of sight, out of mind.
It wasn’t that she was heartless; it was simply that she couldn’t save him.
“Sister Xiaoyan,” Chongchong tugged on her sleeve.
“Is there really no way? Auntie looks so pitiful.”
Chen Xiaoyan shook her head.
“No way. Our healing only works on teammates… Wait, teammates?”
Her eyes rolled as a ridiculous idea suddenly popped into her mind.
What if she could pull the NPC into the party?
If the NPC could join the player’s party, then her healing skills could take effect.
But was that even possible?
Chen Xiaoyan’s forehead wrinkled tightly before smoothing out again.
No matter what, practice is the only criterion of truth. If this method works, she would know right away.
“Auntie, can you wake your son up? I have another method.”
“Ugh… okay.”
Wu Su wiped her face with her sleeve and, utterly dejected, approached the bed.
She seemed to have lost all hope.
“Son, Shang’er, wake up. Don’t sleep, please don’t sleep. Open your eyes and look at your mother.”
“Shang’er?”
Wu Su called repeatedly, but the young man didn’t respond, which made her extremely anxious.
She hurriedly looked back at Chen Xiaoyan.
“Fairy, why is my son like this? Could Shang’er have—”
“Auntie, don’t worry. He probably fainted because his emotions were too intense just now.”
“What do we do now?”
“The only way is for you to wake him.”
If this didn’t work either, Chen Xiaoyan would definitely teleport away to avoid making a scene.
In other words, she didn’t want to see the suspicious look on this old lady’s face.
“All right,” Wu Su gritted her teeth and said firmly, “Fairy, if I offend you in any way, please forgive me.”
“Hm?”
Chen Xiaoyan’s head sprouted a question mark, confused.
Offend me?
What did she mean?
Forget it.
Just a mortal NPC—any motives she has won’t work.
Even if Chen Xiaoyan had no attack skills, the spiritual energy inside her body was no joke.
Dealing with a villager was a piece of cake.
“No problem. Just wake him up.”
Wu Su nodded and leaned close to the young man’s ear, speaking gently, “Shang’er, just now your mother asked the fairy for a marriage proposal, and the fairy agreed.”
The two of them were thunderstruck from head to toe by Wu Su’s words, with an unspoken “WTF” lingering in their hearts.
We kindly came to save your son, and you want us to be your daughter-in-law?
Then why bother saving him at all?
Better just bury him early.
A curse raced wildly through Chen Xiaoyan’s mind.
“Uh…”
The young man suddenly opened his eyes wide as if having a moment of clarity, taking a deep breath.
What the heck?
Chen Xiaoyan was dumbfounded—he actually woke up.
“Fairy!”
Wu Su was overjoyed and quickly moved away from the bed.
Chen Xiaoyan nodded seriously and was about to speak when she suddenly realized she didn’t even know the NPC’s name.
“Auntie, what’s your son’s full name?”
“Wu Shang.”
Wu Su was surprised by the question.
Why did the fairy want to know her son’s name?
Could it be that this fairy…?
She quickly shook her head, dismissing the ridiculous thought.
“Wu Shang, look at me. Do you agree to join my party? Just answer yes.”
The young man, like a vegetable, stared blankly at her.
“Wu Shang!”
Chen Xiaoyan called impatiently.
“I… I agree.”
Chen Xiaoyan hurriedly checked the party list.
Aside from Chongchong, there was no one else.
No luck?
She was very frustrated.
Looks like players can’t heal NPCs after all.
She casually threw out another Spring Breeze Invocation, then opened the map to prepare to teleport away.
“Sister Xiaoyan, your Spring Breeze Invocation…”
Spring Breeze Invocation?
Chen Xiaoyan’s eyes lit up instantly.
Right, she had just released Spring Breeze Invocation.
She quickly closed the map and looked at Wu Shang on the bed.
[+661]
A healing notification popped up—players can actually restore HP to NPCs!!!
This was major news.
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