Ying Huaixia's vision blurred for a moment, and when she opened her eyes again, she was still in the same position, but the place had changed from the "Green Wave Pavilion" in the mountains to a sophisticated medical room, and the stone bench under her bottom had become the chair in the medical room.
Seeing Changfeng and several other medical personnel still wearing sterile gowns, he realized that this must be somewhere in the Cuiwei Courtyard of the Long Sect. Chang Le brought him here in this way because he did not want to reveal the specific location of the Cuiwei Courtyard.
Chang Le walked in: "I can save you, but you need to understand one thing: as your strength gradually recovers, it also means that you will bear responsibility for the Ying family, including those crimes."
Ying Huaixia has not been held accountable yet, but once he returns from here, the news of his recovery will certainly not be kept secret. And once such news spreads, those who haven't thought of him yet will naturally remember him and hold him accountable.
Imprisonment is inevitable, but most likely, Ying Huaixia and the entire main branch of the Ying family will be relocated to a base or border town. It will be half imprisonment and half a way to atone for his crimes.
Ying Huaixia nodded calmly but firmly: "I'm prepared. I'm not afraid of being held accountable; I'm only afraid of being a useless person for the rest of my life."
Actually, his great-grandmother Ying Miao had always been mistaken about one thing.
That's right. The reason Ying Huaixia resented them and his family wasn't because the family burdened him with too much; on the contrary, he liked and even enjoyed the feeling of controlling and managing the family. What he truly resented was the pain of becoming a useless person, powerless, and manipulated by others.
Ying Huaixia knew that the more indifferent he appeared, the more arrogant he was inside. This arrogance did not come from his family, nor from any status or power; it was simply his own self-righteous pride.
He is like a white plum blossom on a winter branch, wanting to stand proudly on the branch, for if he is broken, he will lose his fragrance.
Chang Le nodded slightly, then told him the process: "I can help you reshape your meridians and heal your origin. Once you succeed, you can start cultivating again, and your progress will be rapid in the early stages, with a success rate of 90%."
However, this process is akin to bone regeneration or bone-scraping surgery, and because anesthesia affects the body's origin and meridian response, it cannot be used. These doctors will try their best to alleviate your pain, but cannot completely avoid it, so you have to endure it yourself.
Ying Huaixia gritted her teeth: "Let's begin."
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