“Mom, I’m fine!” Ouyang Haoxuan chuckled. Although his voice was still hoarse and broken, this time it was a real laugh, full of incredible surprise and expectation. “Mom, my hands and my feet… I can feel them now! It hurts so much and they’re so numb! Hahaha… I can feel them now!”
As he laughed, tears began to fall, mixing with the blood and sweat at the corners of his mouth, making his whole face look miserable and hideous.
Who can understand the sadness and despair of a rising star with a promising future, who can only lie in bed every day waiting to die! His hands and feet seem not to belong to him, he can't hold them tightly, he can't stand up, is it better to die than to live like this
Now, he could finally feel his hands and feet. After a year and a half, he finally... finally felt the existence of his limbs again.
Ouyang Haoxuan cried with joy. No matter how great the pain was, it was nothing compared to the despair and humiliation he had once experienced.
Madam Ouyang and Ouyang Zhixiong's faces suddenly changed, and they almost wanted to rush to the bed, but they were afraid of disturbing He Xi's rescue, so they could only endure it with tears in their eyes.
He Xi finally finished inserting all the silver needles and felt exhausted all over.
However, treatment is just the beginning, and what comes next is the key.
She discovered that perhaps because everyone in this world was a cultivator, their bodies had been tempered to be comparable to magic weapons, and it was a hundred times more difficult for her internal energy to flow through the human meridians than in her previous life, which also caused her internal energy to be greatly consumed.
This was because Ouyang Haoxuan's body had become weak after being eroded by toxins for a year. Otherwise, she would not even be able to complete the full set of 108 injections.
However, trying to force the poison out through the silver needles was another extremely difficult process.
"Xi Yue, you can try using spiritual power." A gentle and soft voice suddenly sounded in my ears.
He Xi was startled, and when she turned around she saw Nangong Yu's handsome face, which made her heart skip a beat.
"Impossible." He Xi forced himself to calm down and shook his head, "I can't mobilize enough spiritual power."
It's not that she hasn't thought about this method. She even wants to try it more than anyone else.
But in order to get rid of the poison, she needs to inject her internal energy into the countless meridian branches throughout her body and circulate them at the same time. If she misses one of them, the poison will instantly gather there, causing Ouyang Haoxuan's body to explode and die.
Using spiritual power is of course much simpler and more effective than internal breath, but she has no way to store spiritual power. How can the little bit that seeps into her meridians and remains be enough
Nangong Yu raised his lips and smiled: "I'll let you try. I will naturally have a way to ensure that you have enough spiritual energy."
After he finished speaking, He Xi felt a large palm pressing on her vest. The burning temperature of the palm was transmitted to her skin through the thin clothes, making her body shudder and straighten instantly.
Nangong Yu's low laughter came to my ears, mellow, magnetic, and with obvious joy.
He Xi's face turned dark, and he was about to step forward to avoid it, but suddenly he felt a cool and strong spiritual power slowly flowing into his body.
All the fatigue in his body disappeared in an instant, and even the originally dry dantian seemed to be stirring.
He Xi instantly understood what Nangong Yu meant. You only need treatment. I will replenish your insufficient spiritual power.
So arrogant, so domineering and self-righteous.
He Xi blushed, but did not refuse. Instead, he concentrated and took out a silver needle about one foot long and slightly thicker than a hair from the space. (To be continued)