"Ai, Miss..." Auntie He, although calling Ling Xuejiu ’Miss,’ actually regarded her as her own daughter in her heart. Seeing her slight temper, Auntie He couldn’t help but say, ’This child, really is...’ Sighing, she followed her out.
"Cough, cough!" Uncle Liu coughed awkwardly twice and said, "Miss Xiao Jie, shall we go out too?"
"Mm, okay!" Li Mengjie responded, but didn’t immediately leave. Instead, she asked curiously like a baby, "I wonder, Cold Bodyguard, why do you want everyone to leave?"
Leng Xuan said, "Because I need to take off the Old Master’s clothes. If you don’t mind..." Before he could finish, Li Mengjie stuck out her tongue and quickly turned and ran out.
Leng Xuan gave a bitter smile. The real reason he wanted everyone to leave, of course, was not that. He didn’t want to reveal his other identity!
After the door closed, only Leng Xuan and the unconscious Old Master Ling, lying in a coma, were left in the room. Leng Xuan examined the Old Master’s face and saw it was slightly distorted, as if he had been in great pain before losing consciousness. Feeling slightly alarmed, he straightened the Old Master and summoned a gentle stream of True Qi, slowly pressing it against the Old Master’s back. After some investigation, he discovered that the Old Master’s condition was indeed terrible. His internal meridians were completely disrupted and tangled, circulation of qi and blood was blocked, and his organs were in a state of shock, resulting in irregular breathing. It was very dangerous indeed.
While examining the Old Master’s condition, Leng Xuan pondered the cause of these symptoms. Suddenly, an idea flashed through his mind, recalling something Uncle Da Zhang had once said: "In cultivation, one must never be impatient for quick success, otherwise there is a great risk of ’deviation.’ Once one deviates, the meridians in the body will become disordered, the True Qi will flow backward, and at the lightest, the body will be paralyzed; at the worst, both body and spirit will be destroyed. Moreover, what’s even more terrifying is that, once someone’s mentality is deviated, they will become unrecognizable, indiscriminately murderous, if you also reach this day, don’t blame me for being ruthless..."
Reflecting on these words, Leng Xuan couldn’t help but draw a cold breath, because he was almost certain that Old Master Ling’s symptoms bore a striking resemblance to those of ’deviation’...
After a long while, Leng Xuan seemed to have made a significant decision. Gritting his teeth, he said, "Alright then, since things have come to this, I can’t care about damaging my own True Yuan anymore." Having said that, he took off the Old Master’s shirt, positioned his body properly, sat down in a meditation pose, took off his shoes and socks, climbed onto the bed, and sat behind the Old Master. After taking a deep breath, he expelled his True Qi, and two red flames appeared in the palms of his hands. He slowly pressed his hands against the Old Master’s back, continuously forcing his hard-earned True Qi into the Old Master’s body...
Time silently slipped away, and unbeknownst to them, the night had grown deep.
Outside in the living room, Ling Xuejiu didn’t know how many times she had knocked on the door, but there was always no response from the room, making her both anxious and annoyed. She took out her frustration on Li Mengjie and Uncle Liu, scolding them for trusting Leng Xuan too much. She said that if Leng Xuan delayed Grandfather’s emergency treatment, who would be responsible for the consequences? This made both Li Mengjie and Uncle Liu hang their heads low in regret. After all, Leng Xuan had been inside for several hours now without so much as a word; if something did happen, the consequences were indeed unimaginable.