Chapter 227 She Brought Hope

What Yu Zhiyi was going to give Su Yuanlin was a hand made of wood.

This wood was left to her by her master years ago. It is called Immortal Unicorn Wood and is extremely precious. Even in the Xuanmen (Taoist sect), it is worth a fortune.

Immortal Scale Wood is an excellent material for setting up mechanisms. It is said that there is a Heavenly Ink Sect in the Xuanmen, which is very good at setting up mechanisms and formations. The sect has a technique called Wood Soldier Technique, which uses wood to make puppet soldiers.

The puppet soldiers made from Immortal Scale Wood look no different from ordinary people.

The puppet as a whole is fine, and the individual hands are even better.

The only problem is that it's Yu Zhiyi's first time doing this, and she's not sure if she can do it well.

Seeing Su Yuanlin's nervous expression, Yu Zhiyi's face hardened slightly. She recalled the contents of the Art of Controlling Objects in her mind. Only after confirming that she had memorized every detail did she take action.

She placed the hand made of immortal wood on Su Yuanlin's severed hand and began to circulate the Art of Controlling Objects.

In the blink of an eye, the Immortal Wood Palm transformed into a living, breathing hand.

Many tentacles extended from the palm, each tentacle corresponding to a meridian in the human body.

Yu Zhiyi attached these tentacles one by one to the corresponding meridians of Su Yuanlin.

After catching one, the same method was used on the other.

After reattaching both hands, she infused a trace of spiritual energy into each severed palm.

With the infusion of spiritual energy, the severed hand, which originally only had a "form," seemed to come alive.

Su Yuanlin's face lit up with joy: "I...I can feel them..."

Yu Zhiyi said, "These two hands can't be called hands yet; they're just empty shells. You have to learn to control them. Only when you can completely make them your own can they be called hands."

In fact, for ordinary people, the wood of the immortal unicorn has another great use - it is extremely hard.

It is even harder than swords and knives in the secular world, and although it is wood, ordinary fire cannot burn it.

It is precisely because of this characteristic that the people of Tianmo Sect use Immortal Scale Wood to make wooden puppet soldiers.

She didn't want to talk about this for the time being. Firstly, Su Yuanlin hadn't learned how to control both hands yet, so telling him wouldn't be of much use.

Secondly, if he has no intention of harming others, knowing this characteristic would be of no use to him.

If he intends to hurt someone, then you absolutely mustn't say anything.

Although he didn't know the other wonderful uses of the Immortal Scale Wood, Su Yuanlin was already very content as long as he could feel the connection between it and his body.

He knelt down with a thud: "Doctor Yu, from now on my life belongs to you. Whatever you wish for, I will risk my life to fulfill it for you."

Yu Zhiyi: "...No need for that."

She had no intention of vying for power; she only wanted to focus on her cultivation.

“I know you don’t need me, but this is the only way I can repay you.”

After losing both his hands, he was despondent for a long time and almost lost all hope of living.

He clung to life only to live up to his mentor's expectations and to avoid upsetting his parents, relatives, and friends, and thus learned to paint with his mouth.

No matter how much praise he receives from the outside world, it cannot erase the fact that he is disabled.

Even if someone can paint with their mouth or use their feet instead of their hands to do certain things, they are still different from a fully-fledged human being.

No one could understand the pain and loneliness in his heart.

He thought he would live like this, in a daze, until he died, but unexpectedly, Yu Zhiyi came.

She brought hope.

"If you must repay me, then help me to properly educate the people in the orphanage."

After thinking for a moment, she added, "To avoid trouble, I will hide them until you can use your hands normally. I will let them appear in front of people again when everyone in the Disability Courtyard has regained hope for life and you can use both hands normally."

"good."

After dealing with Su Yuanlin, Yu Zhiyi returned to Yiluan Charity.

In the living room on the first floor, Hongluan was nestled on the sofa, eating snacks and laughing out loud while reading a storybook.

Yu Zhiyi was somewhat surprised: "You're still awake?"

Hongluan waved the storybook in her hand: "Go to sleep after you finish reading it."

Then he asked, "How is it?"

She knew during the day that Yu Zhiyi was going to invite Su Yuanlin and help Su Yuanlin treat his hand. She stayed up most of the night, mainly to wait for Yu Zhiyi to come back.

Yu Zhiyi didn't hide anything and said, "I've already reattached his severed hand, but he might not be used to it at first. He'll have to slowly figure it out and adapt like a baby."

Hongluan put the sunflower seed shells into the trash can and said seriously, "There's a big problem with doing this."

Yu Zhiyi wanted to hear the details.

Hongluan said, "We invited Su Yuanlin here because he is disabled and has common topics with the people in the Disability Home. That's why he can be an inspiration. If Su Yuanlin's hand is healed, he will be at a disadvantage compared to the disabled people. It would be unconvincing to ask him to comfort and inspire them."

“I’ve thought about this too,” Yu Zhiyi said. “So I’ve already made an agreement with Su Yuanlin that we will keep those two hands hidden until he can completely control them. Outsiders won’t be able to see them, and he won’t use them when he’s out in public.”

"After he and his two hands became one, we told the people at the Disability Hospital that it was because his sincerity and good deeds moved the heavens that I was able to successfully reattach his severed hands."

Hongluan's eyes lit up: "Brilliant! It's similar to the divine right of kings."

Yu Zhiyi: "...It's not that high-class or sophisticated."

It's just that when in doubt, people resort to metaphysics.

Heaven shouldn't mind such a well-intentioned lie, right?

And strictly speaking, this can't really be considered a lie.

It was because he learned to paint with his mouth through his own efforts that Yu Zhiyi was able to see him, and Yu Zhiyi came to ask him for help because of his skill, and that's why she took out the Immortal Scale Wood to ask him for help.

The concept of destiny is mostly related to the way of heaven.

In fact, if Heaven hadn't allowed his severed hand to "regenerate," he wouldn't have met Yu Zhiyi, who wielded the Immortal Qilin Wood.

"Furthermore, I also want to find some famous doctors and bring them here for training."

She can cure many people in the Disability Hospital.

But she doesn't want to take on all disabled people.

After all, she couldn't stay in the Regret Courtyard every day, and the path of cultivation always depends on opportunity; who knows, one day she might go into seclusion and spend several or even decades there.

The hospital needs a doctor who can keep the factory in check.

She was skilled in divination, physiognomy, and medicine.

Once she has trained a few doctors who can work independently, she can become a hands-off manager.

Moreover, it can also achieve the revenue-generating goal that Hongluan mentioned.

Doctors who specialize in treating disabled people are extremely rare in this era.

In the future, when these doctors go out to make house calls, a portion of their earnings can be deducted as compensation for training them.

This money can be placed in the hospital's account to treat more people.