From rejecting the beautiful female CEO to becoming extremely powerful

Luo Qingyi pressed down on Lu Yunzhou's ankle, examining it twice: "Yesterday there were two fractures, but today the swelling has mostly subsided. You'd better tell me the truth, what exactly did you do?"

Before Lu Yunzhou could answer, she had already picked up the examination hammer, ready to test his leg response.

As soon as she raised her right hand, Luo Qingyi felt a tingling and numb sensation in her wrist.

The inspection hammer veered to the side and struck the bed frame with a sharp crack.

Lu Yunzhou held her wrist: "You were injured here before?"

Luo Qingyi rotated her wrist: "I injured it when I was doing experiments in college. It hurts on rainy days, but it doesn't affect my work."

She spoke casually, but Lu Yunzhou felt a nodule near her wrist bone.

Old injuries can obstruct the meridians, and while the problem may not be immediately apparent, it can cause pain with repeated acupuncture treatments.

Last night, she used too many needles to suppress his internal energy, which caused his old injury to flare up again.

Lu Yunzhou put the inspection hammer back on the tray: "Sit down, I'll take care of it for you."

Luo Qingyi looked up at him: "You're still lying in a hospital bed yourself, why are you worrying about me first?"

Lu Yunzhou gripped her wrist firmly: "This injury won't take more than a few minutes."

Luo Qingyi hesitated for a moment, then pulled over a chair and sat down on the edge of the bed.

She didn't pull her hand away, but stared at Lu Yunzhou's face.

Lu Yunzhou focused intently on guiding the flow, keeping his fingertips warm throughout, not daring to be the slightest bit impatient.

The aura was as gentle as spring water, and wherever it flowed, the meridians that had been dry for many years regained their vitality.

The true energy of creation flowed from Lu Yunzhou's palm, drilling into her meridians along her wrist bones.

The blockages that had accumulated over many years were gradually cleared away, and the soreness and numbness subsided.

Luo Qingyi's shoulders suddenly tensed.

She possessed a gentle aura.

As soon as the true energy entered his wrist, that aura moved closer and entered Lu Yunzhou's body along the point of contact between the two.

As the two energies merged, Lu Yunzhou's right ankle began to feel hot.

The lingering pain near the bone injury quickly subsided, and the severed tendons began to reconnect.

The true energy that he had to control with great effort last night was now flowing smoothly, circulating on its own along the meridians.

Luo Qingyi's breathing became erratic.

She also sensed the power within Lu Yunzhou's body.

That vibrant energy traveled along my wrist, even easing the fatigue from last night's acupuncture.

Luo Qingyi stared at their clasped hands: "What exactly is hidden inside you?"

Lu Yunzhou pressed on her pulse point: "It's a cultivation technique. Your physique can assist my cultivation and also help me recover from my injuries."

Luo Qingyi tightened her grip: "So, you approached me before for this reason?"

This question had been weighing on her mind for a long time.

She could accept that Lu Yunzhou had secrets, but she was unwilling to be merely a tool for healing from beginning to end.

Lu Yunzhou looked at her: "When I first met you, I didn't know about your constitution. Later, I stayed at your house not entirely for cultivation. I want you—is that clear enough?"

Luo Qingyi's face flushed red: "Shameless enough."

Even so, she did not let go of his hand.

Lu Yunzhou felt a burning sensation in his chest.

He could tell that Luo Qingyi was still waiting for an answer.

The two had already had an intimate relationship, and keeping things to themselves would only make her overthink.

Lu Yunzhou supported her waist: "I owe you a formal explanation. I'll make it up to you personally after we've dealt with these matters."

Luo Qingyi looked down at him: "Stop trying to fool me with 'later' talk. I'm only asking now, do you want my help?"

The ward was quiet for a few seconds.

Luo Qingyi pulled the curtain closed tightly, and the door lock was fastened again.

A snow-white lab coat was draped over the back of the chair, and the heart rate reading on the monitor gradually increased.

Someone pushed a treatment cart past the window, and the sound of the wheels quickly faded into the distance.

Only the mingling of breaths remained inside the curtain.

The Qi flows into the meridians again, even more smoothly than before.

The pain in Lu Yunzhou's right ankle completely subsided, and the injury under his ribs was also enveloped by true qi.

After a long while, the curtain was pulled open again.

Luo Qingyi put on her white coat, her ears still red.

She bent down to examine Lu Yunzhou's ankle, and the previously obvious tenderness had disappeared.

Lu Yunzhou got out of bed and took a few steps.

My right foot landed firmly, and the pain from the bone injury subsided.

Luo Qingyi buttoned up her collar: "Won't your cultivation technique harm your body?"

Lu Yunzhou stretched his ankles: "As long as I don't force a breakthrough, I'll be fine. I even took advantage of you today."

Luo Qingyi glared at him, picked up the examination report, and left the ward.

As she reached the door, she looked back one last time, her eyes brimming with undisguised questions.

Lu Yunzhou did not press for an explanation.

The inheritance of cultivation techniques is too complicated. It's not too late for him to tell her everything after he has dealt with Xiao Sihai.

For several hours that afternoon, Lu Yunzhou sat on the bed practicing his internal energy.

The vital energy circulated through the injured meridians for several cycles, and the newly repaired bones and muscles were completely stabilized.

By evening, he was able to walk normally, and there was only a slight dull pain under his ribs.

The ward door opened at that moment.

Mu Qingying walked in.

She changed out of the blood-stained dress from yesterday and put on a light blue fitted long dress with a snow-white short jacket over it.

Her hair was tied back, and she wore light makeup, but the fatigue under her eyes was still undeniable.

She was carrying a thermos and holding a bunch of white lisianthus she had just bought.

Lu Yunzhou went over to take the things.

Seeing that his gait was normal, Mu Qingying finally relaxed her tense shoulders.

Mu Qingying grabbed his arm: "Did the doctor give you permission to get out of bed?"

Lu Yunzhou patted his right leg: "The recovery is going well, you can walk without any problems."

She opened the thermos, and the aroma of herbs and chicken wafted out.

The porridge was cooked until thick and contained yam, goji berries, and chopped black-boned chicken.

Mu Qingying handed him the spoon: "I simmered this for four hours. The internet says these things can replenish qi and blood. You're covered in injuries, you need to eat more of this."

Lu Yunzhou scooped up a spoonful and put it in his mouth.

The salty taste hits your throat, followed closely by the bitterness of the herbs.

My tongue felt numb, and my stomach twitched twice.

The amount of salt used in this pot of porridge is enough to stir-fry a whole table of dishes.

Mu Qingying sat beside him, her eyes fixed on him.

She stayed up all night last night and didn't sleep when she got home this morning, busy checking recipes, buying medicinal herbs, and stewing black-boned chicken.

Lu Yunzhou simply couldn't bring himself to say the word "unpalatable".

Lu Yunzhou swallowed the porridge: "It tastes good, and the medicinal aroma is strong. This is the first time I've made something like this; even restaurants outside would have to admire you."

Mu Qingying's brows relaxed: "I'm glad you like it. I was worried I'd put in too many herbs."

Lu Yunzhou took another sip, then turned his head and choked, coughing several times.

Mu Qingying quickly got up to fetch warm water.

While she walked to the water dispenser, Lu Yunzhou grabbed the mineral water bottle from the bedside table and poured half of it into the porridge.

He stirred it with a spoon, and the saltiness was finally reduced.

Mu Qingying returned with the cup and pulled a chair in front of him: "I'll sit here and watch. You must finish this bowl."

Lu Yunzhou looked down at the full bucket of medicinal food, and paused for two seconds with his hand holding the bowl.

Mu Qingying took out two more insulated containers from the bag: "Don't worry, there's still some in the pot. I'll bring it to you tomorrow morning."