At that moment, the student's parent, who had lost their mind, rushed up and threw sulfuric acid. Although Wen Muyun reacted in time and managed to stop, she only had a handbag with her, which could only cover her face.
The burns affected nearly one-fifth of the upper body, from the right ear down to the neck and then to the chest, and were quite severe.
With the subsequent beatings, Wen Muyun had already given up struggling and the will to survive.
Call her cowardly or selfish, she asked herself, she couldn't bring herself to wake up and face her disheveled self.
Perhaps falling asleep like this is the best option for her.
Qin Sheng had treated many patients, so she knew very well how dangerous such patients could be.
She didn't have time to ask any more questions. She immediately called Xi Fangzhou and asked him to come over right away. Then she found the on-duty doctor and asked to be admitted to the ICU ward.
After most of the day had passed, the doctor had learned the severity of the patient's condition in the ICU ward. Therefore, he did not dare to agree without consulting the patient's family first and obtaining their consent before taking Qin Sheng to change and disinfect her clothes before entering the ward.
Even though she had already imagined the situation, the moment Qin Sheng saw Wen Muyun, the anger in her heart still surged up uncontrollably.
He wanted to kill someone.
She abruptly closed her eyes to suppress the violence in her heart, and gently stepped forward to take his pulse and observe him with her X-ray vision. It took her a full half hour before she withdrew her hand.
She turned to Lu Ningyuan, who had come in with her, and said, "I want to spend some time alone with her."
Lu Ningyuan gave her a deep look, paused, and nodded: "Okay."
Then he led the remaining medical staff out.
There was a stool nearby, but Qin Sheng didn't sit down. Instead, he stood quietly by the hospital bed, looking down at the woman on the bed who had completely changed.
“Teacher Wen,” she called softly, “I am Qin Sheng.”
She gazed at the woman, her eyes gradually fading into a distant, vacant state, for a very long time before continuing, "But in reality, I don't even know who I am."
"In the beginning, I was a spiritual embryo, created by the Heavenly Dao... that is, the creator god or creator that people often talk about, from a seed of thought to an embryo."
"Later, I left the place where I was born and began an endless wandering, traveling through countless planes, passing through countless years, and seeing countless scenes."
"Finally, I came to Earth, and was reincarnated as a human, which is how I became Qin Sheng."
"This is my first time being a human being, and I think it's pretty good to be a human being. I have hands, feet, I can talk, I can eat, and I can touch things."
"Unlike before, we could only see and hear, but we couldn't touch anything."
"So when I was captured by the Black Prison and used as a test subject for half a year, I tried my best to escape."
"So when Mu Ji got into trouble, I only blamed myself, but I didn't go back to save him, because I knew that if I went back under those circumstances, I would probably die too."
"I'm actually quite selfish; I still want to live."
"Because I don't know if I will have an afterlife, or if I will have another chance to be a human being."
"So, Ms. Wen," Qin Sheng raised her hand and gently grasped her intact right hand, her voice still cool and clear, "are you willing to give it up?"
Wen Muyun's fingertips twitched slightly.
Qin Sheng's gaze suddenly changed. She raised her right hand, and streaks of silver light flashed through the air, disappearing into Wen Muyun's body in the blink of an eye.
She kept moving, carefully feeling the changes in her body by taking her pulse, while constantly adjusting the position, depth, and frequency of the silver needles.
She used only one hand, but her movements were so fast that the medical staff watching her through the glass were speechless.
The action of rushing out to stop him unconsciously stopped.
Where did this god come from?!
Even Lu Ningyuan was stunned and couldn't come to his senses for a long time.
He had heard his master, Wen Shiyun, mention Qin Sheng's medical skills, but no matter how miraculous Wen Shiyun described them, Lu Ningyuan usually just smiled and let it go.
She's just a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl; how amazing can she be?
Lu Ningyuan felt that his master was probably getting old and wanted a successor to carry on his mantle, which was why he placed such high hopes on a young girl.
Only now, having witnessed Qin Sheng accomplish something he himself couldn't do even with all his might, did he realize that what his master had described was perhaps less than a tenth or a twelfth of his true abilities.
It's possible that it wasn't described, but rather that the other party hasn't shown it yet.
A faint hope couldn't help but rise in my heart.
Perhaps, there is still hope for Xiaoyun?
It's not a possibility, it's a certainty.
After Qin Sheng finished administering the acupuncture and fed her two pills, Wen Muyun slowly opened her eyes just twenty minutes later.
She spotted Qin Sheng immediately.
But those eyes, which were usually gentle and graceful, had lost their former luster, leaving only emptiness.
Qin Sheng was also looking at her very seriously, and said, "Teacher Wen, you did nothing wrong."
Wen Muyun's eyes flickered, and he wanted to speak, but his throat was also injured and he couldn't make a sound, only a soft "woo-woo" sound.
Like weeping, like lamenting.
Qin Sheng tightened his grip on her hand slightly and spoke again, "Has Grandpa Wen ever told you that I have excellent medical skills?"
She looked into his eyes and continued, "He only knows that I am a good doctor, but he doesn't know just how good I am. Teacher Wen, have you ever heard of Shifang?"
Qin Sheng blinked gently, smiled, and said with a hint of playfulness, "Actually, I am Shi Fang."
Wen Muyun's gaze shifted, and his lifeless eyes finally showed some emotion.
It seemed like surprise, emotion, and hope.
She stared intently at Qin Sheng, trying to find a hint of humor or comfort in her eyes, but found only a clear, unwavering gaze.
She is telling the truth.
A thought suddenly arose in Wen Muyun's mind, along with an irrepressible hope.
If it were the Ten Directions, perhaps...
Qin Sheng spoke for her: "I will heal you, I promise."
Qin Sheng rarely makes promises to people; this is the second time.
The first time, it was said to Mu Wu and the other three, and it was the same sentence: I will heal you, I promise.
She never breaks her promises.
Wen Muyun fell into a deep sleep again, and Qin Sheng did not speak again.
The room fell silent, with only the regular beeping of the electrocardiogram monitor remaining.
Wen Muyun's vital signs have stabilized.
Qin Sheng waited for a long time, until her legs were slightly numb, before slowly letting go of Wen Muyun's hand and turning to walk out of the ward.
The pace quickened gradually, yet remained silent.
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