"You're here too? How is Xiaoxi?" Wan Yue asked Old Master Gu anxiously.
Since arriving at Tingfeng Courtyard, the two elderly people quickly became acquainted, as if they were long-lost friends.
"Dr. Meng and Imperial Physician Meng are treating Xiaoxi inside. Let's be patient and wait here for a while. Don't disturb them," Old Master Gu replied softly, while reaching out to pull Wan Yue to sit down with him.
At that moment, Ling'er, standing at the door, silently shed tears.
During this period, Ling'er has been fully engaged in the busy affairs of the trade fair, leaving early and returning late every day, rarely getting together with her girlfriends to chat.
Inside the room, both Meng Zhelan and Meng Zhong had beads of sweat on their foreheads.
Meng Zhelan looked at Meng Zhong with a troubled expression and said, "Father, these Thirteen Needles of the Ghostly Gate have taken too much of my energy. You should go and rest first. Leave the rest to me. I can finish them by myself!"
Meng Zhong frowned, his eyes filled with worry.
He took a deep breath and said slowly, "Lan'er, I know you are very capable, but the Thirteen Needles of the Mysterious Sect are no ordinary technique. You have already used them twice today, and I'm afraid it may damage your very foundation."
Meng Zhelan gently shook her head, looking sadly at Li Xi, who was soaking wet on the bed.
"Father, I can't watch Xi'er get into trouble. I need to stabilize her heart condition until I find a solution."
After saying that, Meng Zhelan focused intently on continuing to perform the Thirteen Deceptive Needles.
Her fingers landed nimbly and accurately on the acupoints.
As time passed, Meng Zhelan's face gradually turned as pale as paper, but she held the silver needles firmly in her hand without trembling at all.
Meng Zhong stood silently to the side, witnessing his daughter's efforts, feeling both heartache and pride.
He said no more, his movements were equally steady and precise, inserting silver needles into Li Xi's acupoints accurately.
The room was filled with a tense and solemn atmosphere, with only Meng Zhelan and her father Meng Zhong working together in perfect harmony.
About half an hour later, Meng Zhong and Li Xi finally pulled out all the silver needles.
Li Xi's complexion gradually regained its rosy hue, and she stopped groaning in pain.
Meng Zhong gently pushed open the door, and the crowd waiting outside immediately rushed into the room without hesitation.
“Miss Meng, Xiao Xi, she…” Wan Yue’s voice trembled so much that he could barely speak.
"Uncle Wan, don't worry, Xiaoxi's condition has stabilized." Meng Zhong looked at his exhausted daughter beside him, his heart filled with heartache, and gently shook his head.
He turned and went back to his room to write a letter asking for leave.
For the next two days, he needed to stay home and take care of them.
Seeing that Tian Tian was coming over with clothes to help Li Xi change, everyone went back to their rooms to rest.
Ling'er stayed behind to take care of her with Li Xi. "Lan'er, go take a shower and change your clothes first. I'll watch over Xi'er."
Ling'er said softly to Lan'er.
Lan'er nodded. Indeed, she looked too disheveled and needed to tidy herself up.
"Thank you for your hard work, Ling'er." Lan'er looked at Ling'er gratefully, then turned and left.
Ling'er sat on the edge of the bed, gently holding Li Xi's hand, her eyes filled with worry.
She knew how much Li Xi and Meng Zhong had paid to save them.
Although Li Xi's complexion had regained its rosy hue, her breath remained weak, as if she might disappear at any moment.
Ling'er prayed silently in her heart, hoping that Li Xi could recover as soon as possible.
At this moment, Li Xi was trapped in a state of chaos, her consciousness seemingly swallowed by endless darkness, unable to break free.
In the darkness, she seemed to see many familiar figures—her relatives, her friends, and her companions.
They were all waving to her and calling to her.
Li Xi wanted to respond to them, and wanted to leave this dark place with them.
However, at that moment, a familiar and warm voice rang in her ears.
"Xiaoxi, you have to hold on, you can't give up." That was her mother's voice.
The sound was like a bolt of lightning, piercing through the dark mist and striking deep into Li Xi's heart.
She suddenly felt a surge of power welling up from the bottom of her heart, which brought her back to a state of clarity.
"Mom, is that you?" Li Xi asked with difficulty, her voice weak but full of longing.
I called out several times, but received no response.
She walked on and on in the darkness, as if she would never reach the end and could not see any light.
The darkness was like a boundless net, tightly enveloping her and making it impossible for her to escape.
Although she was in a dream, she couldn't wake up or get out of the place. When she got tired, she simply lay down and fell asleep.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself lying in her rented room, still wearing the pajamas she had worn before her sudden death.
Has she returned to the modern world? I pinched my thigh hard, but it didn't hurt at all. It seems I'm still dreaming.
Returning here again fills me with a myriad of emotions, even though it was just a dream.
Upon reflection, she realized she had no attachment to this place.
I picked up my phone, which was lying to the side, and swiped it a few times, but the screen was just a jumble of gibberish. After all, I was in a dream; it was impossible to use a phone normally.
Since she still couldn't wake up, she simply lay back down, since she didn't have to go to work anyway.
It was quiet all around; I could almost hear my own breathing.
The tranquil environment made her inexplicably uneasy.
She walked to the window, drew back the curtains, and found it was pitch black outside.
There was no moon, no stars, only endless darkness.
She suddenly felt a strong sense of loneliness, as if the whole world had abandoned her.
Sitting there quietly, staring blankly into the distance, an indescribable loneliness and helplessness welled up in my heart.
She thought of Lan'er, the one who always cared about her and looked after her.
If Lan'er finds out she's injured, she'll be terribly worried, won't she? Will she stay by her side all night, constantly comforting her?
Thinking of this, a warmth rose in her heart.
And her maternal grandfather, that kind yet stern old man.
He has always been very loving towards me. If he saw me like this now, wouldn't he feel heartbroken and disappointed?
Will he blame himself for not protecting himself properly?
And there's Ling'er, Tian Tian, Qin Xiaolin...
Li Xi's mood grew heavier, and tears welled up in her eyes, as if they might fall at any moment.
"All things in the world have their origins and their causes; existence and extinction are governed by their own laws. Human fortune and misfortune have their omens and their beginnings; ultimately, fortune and misfortune are determined by one's own actions."
Suddenly, those words echoed in her ears.
This is a sentence that an old monk said to her when she accidentally entered an old temple.
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