After Situ Ting repeatedly assured Nan Xian that Yunwu's abilities were absolutely reliable, Nan Xian finally felt at ease and completely entrusted He Mingxiao to her.

Inside the ICU ward, Yunwu stood at the foot of the bed. She raised her right hand, and her fair, jade-like fingertips deftly drew a gesture in the air.

Upon seeing this, Situ Ting's eyes lit up like an 80-watt light bulb, and she immediately perked up. She darted to the small window of the observation room in a few steps, pulled out a small notebook and pen from somewhere, and quickly started writing and drawing on it.

"So that's how you do it... Wow, you can do that? Amazing, incredible..."

Nan Xian heard her muttering to herself repeatedly, saying "amazing," and couldn't help but look at her more closely.

Inside the ward, Yunwu quickly completed her spell. A complex array appeared in the air in front of her, flashing with gold and silver light. It then slowly expanded, becoming a huge dome that completely enveloped He Mingxiao on the hospital bed.

Yunwu gently touched the array, and the golden and silver light seemed to come alive, rushing into He Mingxiao's body.

Nan Xian instantly thought of the spiritual energy chamber in the special hospital that infused spiritual energy into her body. That thing was similar to this one, but obviously, this one looked much more mysterious.

She was about to turn and ask Situ Ting when she saw that Situ Ting had somehow retreated back to the small sofa, sitting cross-legged with a very serious expression, her hands slowly moving in the air, officially simulating the formation that Yunwu had just drawn.

Nan Xian didn't disturb her, but stood aside and observed her carefully.

Situ Ting's learning ability is no joke. Yunwu only demonstrated it to her once, and she remembered it almost perfectly. But for some reason, the formation would suddenly break down at every crucial step.

She tried several times, but it was still the same.

"Hey, that's strange. I clearly followed the steps from the old master, so why can't it work?" Situ Ting scratched her head in distress, took out her notebook and carefully flipped through it, when she suddenly saw a hand reaching out from the side.

Nan Xian lightly tapped a messy mark on the notebook with her fingertip.

"That's not right. It should be angled upwards, not straight upwards."

Situ Ting subconsciously did as instructed, but slightly changed her hand movements—

The formation lit up instantly!

She exclaimed in surprise, "Oh!" and looked up at Nan Xian, "How did you know?"

Nan Xian blinked, her movements frozen in place, her expression even more surprised than Situ Ting's.

She looked down at her hands, confused, and said, "I don't know, it was just a moment ago that I suddenly felt the movement should be like that."

Situ Ting was dumbfounded: "...Nan Xian, can you tell me which powerful being you are the reincarnation of?"

Nan Xian was both amused and exasperated, thinking: "I dare not claim to be a great power, but there is a 90% chance that it is a fox demon with a rather impressive background."

As they were talking, the medical equipment in the ward suddenly beeped, and both of them turned to look, their expressions turning serious.

The light from the array had dimmed considerably since the beginning. He Mingxiao, who was enveloped in it, was convulsing all over, his mouth wide open, gasping for breath like a fish out of water.

Nan Xian was anxious. She knocked on the window of the observation room and mouthed to Junwu, "Is he alright?"

Yunwu noticed it, stopped what she was doing, and stared at the machine that was emitting an alarm for a few seconds.

"Beep beep—beep—crack!" The last sound was the explosion of the machine breaking down.

He turned his head and gave Nanxian a reassuring smile.

Nan Xian: ...Truly, he truly lives up to his reputation as a big shot.

Situ Ting: ...Oh no, I'm going to lose money again. My bonus for this month is gone. Waaah.