Slap-! Slaap-!
“Hey. Hey. Wake up.”
I grabbed the unconscious Gu Bong and slapped his cheek. It felt like I’d already slapped him at least ten times, but the guy still showed no signs of moving.
“Argh. This is really annoying.”
I must have beaten him a bit(?) too harshly, because his condition didn’t look good at all.
Fortunately, his breathing was shallow but present, and his heart was beating, so he wasn’t dead.
Moreover, he was regenerating.
His face was pretty smashed up, but at this rate, it seemed like he’d recover soon.
The problem was.
“Hey, wake up already.”
The fact that this guy couldn’t regain consciousness.
“Man, you were acting all high and mighty, so why can’t you wake up.”
Slaap-!
I slapped his cheek again, but the guy still just lay there quietly.
“Argh, fuck…. Usually, this wakes them up.”
What should I do? If slapping doesn’t work, should I try injecting qi to wake him?
‘That’s a bit dangerous.’
Normally, that would be the easiest method, but not now. He was in a state where he’d taken a lot of hits, so if I messed up, his qi meridians could get all tangled.
So, right now, that meant there was nothing to do but wait for him to wake up.
“But if someone sees this, my position might get a bit awkward….”
“What…