Chapter 349: Cautious Lin Feng

Three days later, Lin Feng, carrying Bai Ying, finally arrived near the Amazon River.

A village appeared ahead.

The agreed meeting place was reached.

At dusk, taking advantage of the dim light, Lin Feng discarded his conspicuous weapons, put on a mask, and entered the village carrying Bai Ying.

The village was bustling, with tourists from all over the world.

Many people wore felt hats and dressed in camouflage.

Lin Feng and Bai Ying's attire was not particularly noticeable in the crowd.

Outside a wooden house hung two attractive lanterns, each bearing the characters "Blessing and Longevity."

That was the agreed code.

Lin Feng carried Bai Ying to the doorway.

The door was closed.

After setting Bai Ying down, Lin Feng knocked on the door.

At the same time, his right hand rested on his waist, ready to draw his gun.

After knocking, Lin Feng also pulled Bai Ying aside and stood outside the doorframe.

The door opened, and a middle‑aged man appeared before them.

He glanced at Bai Ying and Lin Feng, smiled and said, "Mr. Li, Miss Liu, we've been waiting for you for a long time, come in quickly!"

After entering, the middle‑aged man introduced himself: his surname was He, and his given name He Yu Hai.

He was a local merchant dealing in medicinal herbs.

He Yu Hai also did not know what identities Lin Feng and Bai Ying actually had.

Someone had simply told him that two friends were traveling near the Amazon River and had run into trouble.

"You two must have gotten lost in the jungle, right?"

After introducing himself, He Yu Hai casually asked.

Lin Feng gave a wry smile and said, "Yes! We got lost in the woods, everywhere there were poisonous snakes, mosquitoes, ants, and we almost died inside."

He Yu Hai shook his head and said, "You two! Just remember this lesson; next time you travel, be sure to find a local guide. Miss Liu, your foot is injured, you must go to a hospital immediately!"

"Thank you! No need, we only need some money."

Lin Feng declined He Yu Hai's kind offer.

He Yu Hai nodded, went back to his bedroom, took out a stack of US dollars and handed them to Lin Feng.

The total was ten thousand dollars.

After receiving the money, Lin Feng immediately carried Bai Ying out the door.

Blending into the crowd, he found a motorbike rider who had just finished dropping off a passenger.

He gave the rider 100 dollars and asked him to take them to the nearest town.

The distance was several tens of miles, somewhat far, but 100 dollars was a large sum for the rider.

The rider agreed, pulled Lin Feng and Bai Ying away from the village, traveling on a not‑wide road.

It was just over an hour's drive, arriving right as night fell.

"Lin Feng, why are you in such a hurry? Is that person a problem?"

Bai Ying crouched behind Lin Feng, frowned and asked.

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "I only trust myself, I don't trust anyone."

The thing Bai Ying brought back was so important, yet Lin Feng didn't easily give up on the American.

When night fell, the motorbike appeared outside a small town.

Lin Feng didn't let the rider go into town; instead he got off early.

In the woods outside town, he took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

After hanging up, Lin Feng, under the cover of night, slipped Bai Ying into the town, spent a few hundred dollars, and stayed in a residence.

"Now you can rest easy, right?"

Bai Ying looked at Lin Feng with a hint of helplessness.

She fully trusted the arrangement above.

But Lin Feng simply didn't trust!

Lin Feng frowned and said, "The safest way isn't the route you planned, but the one I arranged on the spot."

He said this while taking off his boots.

"Sss~"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and took a deep breath.

Immediately, a foul stench wafted out from the boots.

It turned out Lin Feng had trekked three days carrying Bai Ying; although the boots weren't ruined, the soles and boot bottoms wore constantly, the soles first blistered and then tore open.

He hadn't noticed before, but after removing the boots, a layer of skin stuck to the soles was peeled off.

"Come, scrape the sole for me, apply some medicine; we still have to travel tomorrow!"

Lin Feng drew a dagger from his waist and handed it to Bai Ying.

Bai Ying got up and asked the Master's house for an unopened bottle of high‑proof baijiu.

She then heated the dagger with a lighter, lifted Lin Feng's foot, and carefully scraped off a layer of rotted flesh from the sole.

She washed the sole again with the high‑proof baijiu.

Finally she sprinkled anti‑inflammatory medicine and wrapped it with gauze.

Throughout, Lin Feng merely gritted his teeth and said nothing.

Bai Ying looked at Lin Feng with an admiring expression.

She didn't realize that when she stood up to ask the house master for high-proof white alcohol, Lin Feng gave himself a shot of morphine.

The pain, like bone-scraping healing, was more than he could bear.

Bai Ying hadn't noticed, but after seeing Lin Feng's soles, her heart was overwhelmed with emotion.

She had been at ease these past three days, but it was Lin Feng who suffered.

"Does it hurt?"

Bai Ying asked.

Lin Feng clenched his teeth and said, "You tell me."

Bai Ying had felt this before, but she had thick calluses on her feet, and Lin Feng worked quickly.

But this time, he used a knife to scrape it bit by bit.

She felt not only gratitude, but also deep admiration.

This guy really is a true man!

"Thank you..."

Bai Ying had a thousand things to say, which finally boiled down to these two words.

She knew this guy's character better than anyone.

He always disliked trouble and was reluctant to take risks.

Besides, he's a billionaire—if his fortune were disclosed, his name would rank among the highest.

Yet this very person was willing to risk everything for her.

He traveled ten thousand miles to come save her.

Although he is capable, this time he also endured great hardship.

"Hiss~"

Lin Feng gritted his teeth and drew a deep breath.

"What's wrong?"

"Pain!"

"Just endure it; it'll be fine after this passes."

"I'm not like you, with special training—if I can't bear it, what am I to do?"

"Aren't you usually able to endure it?"

"I can't endure it now; I need to find something to do to distract myself."

"Huh?"

"I see your wound stitches haven't been removed yet—shall I take them out for you?"

Bai Ying watched Lin Feng clench his teeth in agony, and inexplicably agreed.

"Your wound will inevitably leave a scar."

Lin Feng, after using a dagger to undo the butterfly knot of the stitches on Bai Ying's wound, frowned and said.

Bai Ying stayed silent, but furrowed her brow.