Chapter 55 "What kind of forbidden spell destroyed her sword palace?"
The chairman of the group was parachuted into a subsidiary group as president, and immediately clashed with the former president and current vice president. At the first full management meeting, half the managers were absent, infuriating the chairman, who fired the logistics director on the spot. The list of other penalties was reportedly a meter long.
The employees of Brothers Group were all amused by what they saw.
I never thought that Runjia Entertainment, which everyone envies, would have its current situation!
Of Runjia Investment's five major subsidiary groups, some shoulder the pressure of scientific research, while others face a massive workload. Only Runjia Entertainment Group, in the lucrative entertainment industry, earns hundreds of millions of yuan from a successful film, barely scraping by for the year.
They are the most active in asking for money, earn the least, and get scolded the least.
The employees in other sections must be so envious of the people in Runjia Entertainment.
They have high salaries, good benefits, and can earn various extra incomes. Typically, they have excellent relationships with hotels across the country and are treated like VIPs wherever they go.
Compared with the two major technology sectors that have worked hard to develop in the field of science and technology, Runjia Entertainment is always attending cocktail parties, fashion ceremonies, or walking celebrities on the red carpet, which is really enviable.
Unexpectedly, one day this envy will disappear.
Du Wanwan is that gust of wind.
Not only did she explode on the spot and hold management accountable, but after returning to the president's office, she also issued a notice requiring all Runjia Entertainment employees to immediately clock in using their badges on their workstation computers within 10 minutes. Those who failed to clock in on time were recorded and required to provide a written explanation for their absence. Any absence without a valid reason was recorded as an unexcused absence.
The email also included a company regulation in bold red: If you are absent from work for three days or more without reason within a year, you will be fired.
Runjia Entertainment's vice president and management were acting with their own strength, and the employees, like ancient feudal lords, were also fighting for their own territory. After receiving the email, they refused to acknowledge either the chairman or the president's office. Their first reaction was to ask Yu Chong what to do.
"Boss Yu, the chairman won't really fire me, right?"
"It's just the beginning of a new official's career. She knows very well that the first thing to do in management is fairness. Doesn't she keep talking about rules and regulations? But when it comes to following them, does she know how many people she's going to fire? And how many of them are indispensable to management? She's just a young girl, she has no idea how difficult it is to manage a large company. She thinks the company's employees are like her servants, and she can replace them as she pleases."
Yu Chong sneered, "Just do as you normally would. Report as you should. If she's capable, she'll fire you all. Firing hundreds of employees at once? If she does that, Runjia Entertainment will become the laughing stock of the business community."
Since he was not in the company, he certainly did not see with his own eyes how Du Wanwan killed Cheng Chen. Naturally, he believed Yu Chong's words and thought he could get away with it easily.
Runjia Entertainment has nearly 30,000 employees. Excluding the artist team, the subsidiary group has nearly 8,000 employees. Nearly 300 employees were absent that day. Three hundred emails, and the company had so much to do. This legendary young lady, despite her frail health, has already established her authority and is about to take charge. With so much work to do, how could she find the time to read every single email and check if it complies with company regulations?
Some people officially wrote in their excuses, while others, hoping for a lucky break, came up with all sorts of bizarre reasons, like diarrhea, family matters, and even "being on vacation with a celebrity."
But what they didn't expect was that nearly three hundred emails were answered one by one before the end of the working day that afternoon.
Everyone secretly paired up, and the replies were divided into three types.
The first type is for legitimate reasons, such as accompanying an artist to a recording session or attending an event with the artist. This type of situation has a schedule as evidence, and the business trip is marked in the attendance system.
The President's Office responded that they had been informed of the proposal and that the reasons were justified and approved it.
The second type is nonsense. Without exception, the reply is that the leave request reason is rejected and the person is recorded as an unexcused absence.
The third type is somewhere in between, such as a sudden illness. On the surface, it seems legitimate, but there's no evidence. So, the response is: "I'm aware of this, please attach proof."
This means that if there is a certificate, it should be treated as sick leave, and if it is personal leave, it should be personal leave. As for the absence of a certificate, it is nonsense and will still be treated as unexcused absence.
“…” Everyone who received the reply was stunned.
The meeting ended at around 3:00, almost 4:00. Work ended at 6:00 pm, so that was just over two hours, or at most 150 minutes. How did Du Wanwan manage to read the email in just one minute, find the company's management regulations, check if they complied, and then reply?
Is she Superman?
——Of course Du Wanwan is not, people just don’t know that she has a super versatile assistant
"No...isn't it said that the chairman is a sickly person who would faint if the meeting lasted a little longer?"
Someone asked this in the group chat. Yu Chong looked at the report and couldn't help but feel a bad premonition. But at the same time, he also felt that he had a strong hand.
Strength in numbers, right?
Runjia Entertainment boasted over 30,000 employees, but only he, the former president, knew that the management was actually quite limited, with the majority being mere clerks. Of the more than 500 management members, 300 were now working against Du Wanwan, with over 200 of them reportedly absent from work without cause. Did Du Wanwan really quit?
With so many people, what is he afraid of?
It would be better to pay more attention to Du Wanwan's health!
Yu Chong put aside the attendance issue and called the person in charge of Lingshu Pharmaceutical's Jiangcheng branch. "Hello, President Qin, I'm so sorry for being away today. Something really happened at the company. I'm sure President Qin has heard the news today, right?"
The person on the other end of the phone was laughing and saying some polite words.
Yes, who doesn’t know that the chairman of Runjia Investment suddenly appeared in Runjia Entertainment today and got furious?
"Alas..." Yu Chong sighed deeply. "It's really a shame to air a family scandal in public. Our chairman has been living away from home and is in poor health. People who are chronically ill tend to have a bad temper. As long as he's cured, everything will be fine. Mr. Qin, I'm asking you on behalf of the entire Runjia Investment. What does your miracle doctor say now?"
He did not ask Du Wanwan indirectly as he did in the morning whether she was going to find Shang Yunle, but directly asked Shang Yunle for his opinion.
President Qin felt that there was no need to keep it secret.
"I don't know the details of the discussion. I only know that headquarters approved a long-term annual leave for Dr. Shang today. I don't have any specific information on how long this leave will be. Although Dr. Shang is in Jiangcheng, she has always been directly managed by headquarters. We can only follow the headquarters' instructions and it's not appropriate to ask too many questions."
Yu Chong knew that this was true.
He continued with a few polite words, and after hanging up the phone, he immediately made another call. "Are you keeping an eye on them?"
"Boss Yu, don't worry, we've got him." The person on the other end of the line laughed. "This target is so conspicuous, how could we lose him?"
There were many Rolls-Royce Phantoms in Jiangcheng, but a custom-built one would stand out in the traffic, not to mention that Du Wanwan's license plate was quite memorable. As soon as the car drove out of Runjia Entertainment, they stared at it.
They drove a common van, following the Rolls-Royce Phantom at a moderate distance, and assured their financier, "Boss Yu, don't worry. We won't miss a single thing!"
Little did they know, that while they were following the Rolls-Royce Phantom, another car was also following behind them, staring at the car in front without missing a single glance.
The customized Rolls-Royce Phantom drove forward smoothly and quickly, and suddenly slowed down and stopped outside the Du residence.
"Wait! That person is..." The person who was following him suddenly grabbed the phone and quickly reported: "Boss Yu, there is a woman outside the Du residence... Yes, it's the Shang Yunle you mentioned!"
It was already December, deep winter, and the wind howled outside. The plane trees lining the road had already lost all their leaves. The bare branches looked like exposed bones, whipped by the cold wind, making painful, shrill sounds.
Shang Yunle, dressed in a camel-colored coat, a woolen hat, and a thick cashmere scarf that covered almost everything below her eyes, stood by the roadside, only 500 meters from the Du residence. She neither called Du Wanwan nor waved to the iconic Rolls-Royce Phantom.
He just stood there quietly, his eyes even a little empty and confused.
But the Rolls-Royce Phantom, as if equipped with facial recognition, stopped steadily beside her. The back door opened, and the cold-looking male assistant I had seen this morning got out and said, "Doctor Shang, it's very windy outside. Please get in the car if you have anything to say."
Shang Yunle gave him a deep look and climbed into the back seat without a word. The assistant moved to the passenger seat and flipped a switch. The back of the driver's seat slowly opened, revealing a small table. Above the table was a warming cabinet filled with drinks.
The generous young lady, Du Wanwan, was sitting on the other side of the back seat. She closed her notebook and said with a smile, "Doctor Shang, it's cold outside. Have a hot drink to warm yourself up first."
Shang Yunle hesitated for a moment, took out a can of coffee from the warming cabinet, held it in his hand to warm it, and his eyes fell on Du Wanwan.
She was still wearing the camel-colored cashmere coat she'd worn this morning, beneath a white suit and skirt suit. As a medical practitioner, Shang Yunle knew at a glance that not only these two pieces of clothing, but also every piece of clothing and jewelry the young lady wore was custom-made, with warmth-retaining charms printed on the inside.
I'm really grateful for the great metaphysical technology that allows women to stay beautiful in the cold winter without having to dress like a bear. But how much money does it cost to buy this beauty?
Shang Yunle remembers that when she was 18, she spent a long time shopping for a birthday gift for the boy she secretly loved. Any coat that looked good and could withstand the snowy winter heat, even from an obscure brand, would cost 100,000 yuan. Even those with perfectly tailored, figure-flattering designs would cost over 500,000 yuan each.
It turned out that today, the eldest lady was very low-key, without any jewelry on her body, but she was wearing clothes worth nearly four million.
Shang Yunle clenched the can in his hand, trying to find some courage from the warmth, and spoke with difficulty: "The bank said that the check should be cashed in installments. I cashed the first installment, 105 million, and then..."
As she said, she used 100 million to buy the unlimited annual leave from the Shang family. The remaining 5 million was given to her family.
Du Wanwan smiled gently.
In fact, from the moment Pei Xingyao reported seeing Shang Yunle on the roadside, she knew it was done. From the moment she put down the 1 billion check, she knew Shang Yunle would definitely agree.
Because she could see that the house in the suburbs was more like Shang Yunle's cage than a research institute.
Compared to other cultivation professions, the medical profession is indeed very economical. A skilled practitioner can become a renowned physician simply by taking pulses with two fingers and unblocking meridians with a silver needle. But if one is more into medicine cultivation within the medical profession... sorry, that's a profession only available to those with deep pockets.
Medicinal herbs are the foundation of medicine cultivation. So-called panaceas can only come from two sources: using extremely complex techniques and procedures to extract a tiny amount from cheap and common herbs. Or, using the most precious herbs.
The former requires a huge amount, while the latter requires an extremely harsh growing environment. Either way, it requires a huge amount of money, which is not affordable for ordinary families.
This is under the premise that success is certain to occur at once. If repeated experiments with drugs are required and experience with medicinal materials is continuously accumulated, the cost will be even more terrifying.
From the time she recovered her first prescription at the age of 12 to now, at the age of 28, when she became the top medical practitioner, how much money had Shang Yunle spent on this path of medical practice in these 16 years? I'm afraid she herself can't even remember.
After leaving the laboratory building, Shang Yunle lost the spiritual plant. Even if he had strong scientific research capabilities, he would not be able to make spiritual medicine.
You mean the National Institute of Pharmaceutical Research? That's a place where you're expected to dedicate yourself entirely to the advancement of medicine, using your talent and energy to advance human medicine. And the pay you get is probably less than what a small business owner would earn outside of the industry. So why would Shang Yunle even go there?
Therefore, it is no wonder that the system said that what Shang Yunle lacks most is money.
Only with money could Shang Yunle continue her favorite medical research while selling the products she developed. At the same time, she could break away from the control of the Shang family and no longer be restricted in her freedom.
She wanted to be a free, wealthy medical practitioner.
How dare we not seize this only opportunity before us?
Shang Yunle licked his slightly dry lips and said, "I've taken my annual leave."
Du Wanwan smiled slowly. The car had just driven into the Du residence, so she said, "Let's go inside and talk."
Shang Yunle followed her out of the luxurious car and into an even more luxurious residence. They passed through the living room and into a small flower hall at the back. The flower hall had a specially designed temperature-control spell, similar to the one in her laboratory. It was warm like spring, keeping the orchids on the shelves in a tranquil, delicate state.
"Sit down."
Du Wanwan sat down on the sofa next to the orchid stand, and a maid brought her hot water, snacks, and tea. Pei Xingyao sat down next to her, and soon after, another female medical practitioner in her thirties arrived. Only then did Du Wanwan speak.
"Doctor Shang, I'm really glad you agreed to treat me. The check is already in your hands, and it's only a matter of time before it's cashed. I can afford the price, and I want to buy what I want."
Shang Yunle held the teacup in his hand, trying not to look so timid. "I remember both of the conditions you mentioned."
First, stay with her for treatment.
Second, thorough treatment is required.
"Now, I have a third condition." Du Wanwan smiled. "Without compromising your medical secrets, you must teach my family doctor the methods of daily maintenance. Dr. Shang is a man of great ambition. He certainly wouldn't want to be my family doctor and be buried in my small Du residence, right?"
After hearing this, Shang Yunle finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It wasn't that she didn't want to do this deal, but she was also afraid that Du Wanwan would buy her core medical skills. She knew very well that at a price of one billion, she couldn't resist the temptation. But if Du Wanwan bought her medical skills, what would she do in the future?
It turned out that Du Wanwan just wanted her to teach the Du family's family doctor how to do daily maintenance.
"Okay, no problem." The seriousness, discouragement and caution on Shang Yunle's face disappeared, and pride reappeared in her eyes.
She drank the tea in her cup in one gulp and said, "I've already taken the vacation. I'll go back tonight and pack my luggage myself and move in tomorrow. Let me examine you tonight. When is convenient for you? I can start anytime."
Medical repair is different from ordinary medicine. It does not require so much sampling and testing, nor does it require the assistance of instruments. Du Wanwan glanced at the time, went upstairs to take a shower, and prepared to change into loose home clothes to start.
Walking out of the bathroom, in addition to Shang Yunle, there were also the housekeeper Luo Zhen, the family doctor Yu Jiani and Pei Xingyao who was always by her side.
Du Wanwan was not surprised at all, she just asked, "Should I sit or lie down?"
"Lie down."
Yu Jiani immediately lifted the quilt for her, helped her lie down, stretched out her hand and placed it on the edge of the bed.
Shang Yunle sat on a chair beside the bed, first took her pulse, then asked Yu Jiani to help Du Wanwan up, and pressed his fingers on her back inch by inch.
Throughout the entire process, no one dared to speak. Luo Zhen and Yu Jiani were so nervous they couldn't speak, fearing that any loud breathing would disturb Shang Yunle. Pei Xingyao seemed to have turned into a pillar, barely even breathing.
After checking for nearly half an hour, Shang Yunle asked Yu Jiani to support Du Wanwan and let her lean on the pillow.
She took the laptop and typed rapidly for a long time. Then, she said to Yu Jiani, "Hold her down. I'm going to send some spiritual energy in to check her meridians."
As soon as the words "hold down" came out, Yu Jiani's face changed and her eyes turned red almost immediately.
Although Du Wanwan was a swordsman in her previous life, she was often injured. As she had been ill for a long time, she became a good doctor and knew what it meant to release spiritual energy into the meridians to check them.
It’s probably equivalent to...gastroscopy in ordinary medicine.
Gastroscopy involves inserting an instrument into the stomach to examine the conditions inside. Intraperitoneal spiritual energy is similar, with the practitioner injecting a stream of spiritual energy through the patient's pulse points and using this energy as a "mirror" to examine the patient's meridians.
Generally speaking, the area of injury is examined. For example, in her previous life, Du Wanwan often injured her right hand in fights, so she often had a doctor examine her right meridians.
Gastroscopy is painful enough, but having your meridians examined by spiritual energy is a thousand times more excruciating. To put it in perspective, it's like having a strand of hair swimming through your veins, poking and prodding here and there, testing the strength of your blood vessels and their patency. The foreign sensation of the "hair" itself is unpleasant enough, but if it accidentally touches a damaged area within a blood vessel... the sensation is no less painful than having your bones ripped out and your marrow extracted.
Now, Shang Yunle was going to check her meridians all over her body.
"Doctor Yu can't do it." Du Wanwan said immediately, "Assistant Pei, you come."
After she said this, she felt both relieved and guilty.
Fortunately, they didn't actually chase Pei Xingyao away. Otherwise, even if she was a frail, thin woman, the pain of having her meridians examined would have driven her like a madman, causing her to struggle endlessly due to the instinctive spasms of pain. Yu Jiani and Tian Sisi couldn't hold her down, so Pei Xingyao had to come.
Feeling guilty, she asked Pei Xingyao to hug her again.
It really puts him in a difficult position.
Pei Xingyao looked at her deeply, then walked over silently and sat down on the edge of the bed. He let Du Wanwan lean her upper body against his chest, one arm around her body, resting above her chest and below her collarbone, while the other hand grasped Du Wanwan's left hand.
His voice rang softly in her ears: "Miss, it's just work."
You don't have to feel guilty.
Du Wanwan smiled at him, wanting to say she had no guilt, but her right hand was grabbed by Shang Yunle. A second later, the smile on Du Wanwan's face froze, and her whole body trembled.
Shang Yunle's spiritual energy penetrated into her meridians from the pulse gate on her right hand.
In an instant, Du Wanwan realized that she had underestimated the pain of using spiritual energy to check the meridians.
She had been a sword cultivator, and a healthy person. Her meridians were clear, save for occasional blockages. A cultivator's meridians, widened and expanded, were more receptive to spiritual energy. During that time, when her meridians were examined, the spiritual energy injected was only the size of a hair, not painful. She was also a sword cultivator with exceptional resilience, and her perception of pain was several degrees lower than that of an average person.
But now, she is a half-disabled person with all her meridians destroyed.
If her meridians were a vast underground network of tunnels, then now they had completely collapsed, leaving only tiny gaps for air to flow, maintaining her most basic bodily functions. The purpose of probing spiritual energy was to find a path through these collapsed meridians that would traverse all of them.
Spiritual energy is invisible and intangible in the real world, seemingly only extremely subtle, but for those who have not cultivated the meridians, it is like a steel cable. When it pierces the normal meridians, it must be extremely careful to avoid touching the meridian walls.
The walls of the meridians are made of flesh and blood. Imagine what it feels like to have a steel cable poking into your body?
Now, Du Wanwan's meridians, which had completely collapsed and become blocked, were being pierced by a steel cable, colliding with the wounds in her meridians and hitting the narrow parts of her meridians. When encountering a collapsed and blocked area, the steel cable could not move forward, so it had to drill a hole in the blocked area.
Du Wanwan had always heard people describe it as "heart-wrenching pain". As a swordsman who was both capable and durable in fighting, she had never felt any heart-wrenching pain even when her arms and legs were broken.
At this moment, when her meridians were checked, she realized that the piercing pain was nothing.
The pain that drills into the meridians is the real pain.
She felt as if a huge, invisible chisel was chipping away at her flesh and blood. At first, the pain was so intense that her vision went black, and within ten seconds, her face was covered in cold sweat.
"Bear with it," Shang Yunle said. "This is just the beginning. At this rate, the inspection will take at least an hour."
Well, I have to be chiseled for an hour.
Du Wanwan wanted to laugh at herself, but sometimes, especially when sick, the human spirit couldn't fully control the body. Now, she channeled all her willpower into controlling herself from fainting, telling herself to hold on, not give up. Only by enduring this pain could she heal her body and never be tormented by pain again.
When willpower is used up, the body can no longer control its reactions.
She was in so much pain that she broke out in a cold sweat, her hair tangled and matted at her temples. In less than 10 minutes, her sweat had soaked through her cotton pajamas. By the 15th minute, her body was completely unable to control its instinctive reactions. Every time the spiritual energy pushed forward, her body twitched.
From the 20th minute on, her body began to spasm in pain, her eyes were tightly closed, and even her eyelashes were wet with cold sweat.
At a certain moment when the spiritual energy paused, she opened her mouth, as if to breathe, but the next second, the overwhelming pain came again. She immediately closed her mouth and bit her lip instinctively, trying to control herself from screaming.
"No!" Shang Yunle screamed.
She is now essentially unconscious. If she bites like this, she will either break her lips or cut off her tongue!
"Don't bite!"
As soon as the word "bite" came out, Pei Xingyao had already stuffed his tiger's mouth to Du Wanwan's mouth. In an instant, the master bedroom was filled with the smell of blood.
Everyone in the bedroom was stunned.
Only Pei Xingyao's expression remained unchanged. He stared at Du Wanwan's face and said calmly, "Go find a towel."
Luo Zhen hurriedly found a clean towel, folded it, and handed it over. Shang Yunle paused the spiritual energy that was piercing her, and Du Wanwan unconsciously relaxed. Pei Xingyao pulled his hand out of her mouth and stuffed the towel into her mouth.
The base of his right palm was covered in blood, with a row of deep tooth marks on the front and back.
"Assistant Pei..." Yu Jiani felt pain just looking at him and turned around to get the medicine box to bandage him.
"No, I'm a martial artist. The bleeding will stop in a moment." Pei Xingyao called her in a normal tone, as if it wasn't his hand that was injured. "Doctor Yu, you stay here."
He was afraid that Shang Yunle would harm the eldest lady, and no one present could see it, so he asked her to keep an eye on it to prevent the medical cultivator from using despicable means. Yu Jiani understood everything, but...but his hand.
Her heart trembled.
When the eldest lady suddenly asked him, a junior employee, to come over as her special assistant, everyone was against it. If it weren't for the fact that Du Wanwan's authority as the eldest lady was already very strong at that time, he might even be fired and never be able to get close to Runjia Investment Group again, let alone get close to Du Wanwan.
Even after he became an assistant, Yu Jiani and Luo Zhen observed him carefully, fearing that he was another Xiang Yongkang.
Du Wanwan was different from her mother, Du Qingjia. Du Qingjia trusted tenderness and would accept being deceived. The more they spent time with this young lady, the more they understood her uncompromising nature. If they wanted to take the Du family from her, they would have to do it over her dead body.
They have always been worried about Pei Xingyao, fearing that he has ulterior motives.
But at this moment, looking at his bloodstained hands, Yu Jiani finally felt clearly that he really cared about the young lady. Although she didn't know why, he was really willing to risk his life for the young lady.
As long as the young lady is fine, let alone being bitten, even if his hand is chopped off and put on the young lady, he can do it himself and chop it into a perfect shape.
This realization made Yu Jiani panic, and her attention gradually shifted from Du Wanwan to Pei Xingyao.
But Pei Xingyao, who had always been very sensitive, was completely oblivious to his surroundings. He focused on Du Wanwan, paying attention to her every reaction, and hugged her tightly to prevent her body from being hurt by the pain instinct.
He was concentrating and his expression was very calm.
The calmness in this situation was simply too terrifying, like an iron cage, coldly trapping a beast within.
If this composure is lost... What if the young lady's condition is truly incurable and only conservative treatment is possible...
Yu Jiani couldn't imagine what Pei Xingyao would look like.
An hour, which felt as long as a thousand centuries, finally passed. As a wisp of spiritual energy emanated from the fingertips of Du Wanwan's left hand, Shang Yunle uttered the word "OK." Du Wanwan's body convulsed one last time, then collapsed into a puddle, completely passing out.
Pei Xingyao's face, including his lips, had completely lost its color.
It was like being tortured.
Yu Jiani's heart began to tremble, and she subconsciously called out, "Assistant Pei..."
Pei Xingyao ignored her words. He gently picked up Du Wanwan and asked politely, "Doctor Shang, can the young lady take a shower and change clothes now? When will she wake up? Please let me know the result after she wakes up."
"Sure. She has a strong willpower and will wake up in about fifteen minutes." Shang Yunle looked at him with a complicated look.
Pei Xingyao once again ignored everyone, picked up Du Wanwan, and walked to the bathroom, saying, "Doctor Yu, please help the young lady bathe and change clothes with Tian Sisi."
Yu Jiani was completely bewildered. She nodded and called Tian Sisi over to help the unconscious Du Wanwan wash away the cold sweat and change her into clean clothes. Finally, Pei Xingyao came in and carried her back to bed.
Her long hair was also wet with cold sweat, so after washing it, Pei Xingyao let her rest her head on his legs, and asked Tian Sisi to get the hair dryer, while he gently blew her hair.
As soon as her hair was dried, Du Wanwan's eyelids moved.
Pei Xingyao immediately put away the hair dryer, carefully helped her lie down, and then he stepped back a few steps to make room for the head of the bed and stood by the bed.
"Miss?" He looked down at her and called softly.
Du Wanwan slowly opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a pair of eyes that were so calm that it seemed as if all emotions had been frozen.
She blinked, came back to her senses, and smiled at him: "It's okay."
Pei Xingyao also pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled.
He stood up straight, keeping a respectful distance from the four-poster bed, about one-third of the way to the headboard. He reported in a normal tone, "Doctor Shang has completed the examination. I asked her to wait until you wake up before announcing the results."
"Yeah." Du Wanwan was so weak that she seemed to have only the strength to open her eyes and speak. Perhaps she was confused, but she suddenly said, "It's okay."
Then he looked at Shang Yunle and said, "Doctor Shang, how is my condition? Give me a brief report."
No one knew that she had first struggled to reach out her hand from under the quilt and held Pei Xingyao's hand, which was hanging by her side. Then, she said, "It's okay."
No one knew that Assistant Pei, who had remained calm and composed, had his fingers trembling uncontrollably. It was as if all the fear he had felt in the previous hour was weighing on his fingers, shaking his soul.
Only they knew that those three words were specially said by her to comfort him.
Her hand was pale, cold, and weak. With all her might, she could only gently grasp his fingertips, unable to even dispel a wisp of smoke. After the touch, it dropped uncontrollably. But before her hand fell to the bed, his had already taken action, completely defying his will and grabbing her hand.
His hands were even colder than hers, his palms were covered in sweat and trembling, but he held her hands tightly.
He had endured a torture more severe than any he had ever endured in three lifetimes. It was so etched in his memory that he would be awakened by nightmares every night for the rest of his life. Nothing could comfort him except the faint wisp of life coming from her still soft hands.
An invisible barrier separated them from the outside world. Only their own world was filled with turbulent waves, their souls torn apart, and trembling with fear. Outside the barrier, Yu Jiani and Luo Zhen breathed a sigh of relief, their attention focused on Shang Yunle.
"Yes." Luo Zhen couldn't help but ask, "Doctor Shang, how is our eldest daughter?"
Shang Yunle clicked his mouse, his face grim. "She should have been born with a Heavenly Fire Spiritual Root, with excellent physical fitness and a naturally opened Sword Palace. If nothing unexpected had happened and she had encountered her own Spiritual Sword, she would have been a peerless swordsman. However, at birth, she inhaled a large amount of smoke and dust, severely damaging her respiratory system, so her cardiopulmonary function is quite poor. Afterwards, she developed a high fever due to hypothermia, which completely destroyed her immune system."
"However, these are secondary. Her main concern is still with the Inner Palace, Meridians, and Sword Palace."
"Her meridians were completely destroyed after someone forcefully injected spiritual energy into them. And her sword palace was also completely destroyed after someone forcefully injected a spell into it."
As soon as she finished speaking, Du Wanwan felt the hand holding her suddenly tighten, squeezing her so hard that it hurt.
She looked at Pei Xingyao in surprise. This time, Pei Xingyao's attention was not on her.
He looked at Shang Yunle and asked calmly and slowly, "What kind of forbidden spell destroyed her sword palace?"
Huh? Du Wanwan's eyes suddenly sharpened.
What he asked was not "Is it a forbidden spell?", but "What forbidden spell?"
Did he know that it was a forbidden spell that destroyed her?
How did you know? When did you know?
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