Qi Na stood there, shivering like a little bird in the cold wind, enjoying her grandmother's care. That care was like a warm spring breeze, brushing against her heart. A little while later, her grandmother returned, holding a soft towel. She placed the towel directly on Qi Na's face, gently wiping away the raindrops, and grumbled, "Don't catch a cold, Nana. I was so worried about you always wearing contact lenses! It's better to wear glasses." Her grandmother's eyes were full of concern and worry.
Qi Na looked at the glasses and said somewhat reluctantly, "Grandma, I don't like wearing these old-fashioned glasses anymore. Grandma, if you don't have anything else, I'm going to take a shower." With that, Qi Na took Fei Ling and ran back to the bedroom. As soon as they entered the room, Fei Ling took flight and hovered around. Qi Na didn't care about Fei Ling anymore; her mind was filled with the thought of catching a cold tomorrow, so she quickly gathered her clothes and went into the bathroom. Soon, the sound of running water filled the bathroom.
Even though Qina was very careful while showering, she still caught a cold the next day. Qina felt dizzy and lightheaded, her head felt like it was stuffed with cotton, incredibly heavy, and her body was limp and weak. Her throat was dry and sore, and every breath felt like a fire burning in her throat. Because of her illness, she had no choice but to ask for leave from school.
She took Fei Ling to the hospital. The bustling crowds and noise made her already aching head even worse. The long wait—registering and queuing—left her exhausted. Just as they reached the top floor, Qi Na encountered Wang Mo and Luo Li, who were also sick. Wang Mo's face was flushed with fever, and she was completely delirious, muttering incomprehensible words, as if she were talking nonsense.
Lori stayed by Wang Mo's side, her eyes fixed on her, filled with worry that threatened to overwhelm her like a surging tide. Her movements were incredibly gentle; every now and then, she would reach out and carefully touch Wang Mo's burning forehead, each touch feeling like the caress of a fragile treasure. Her brows furrowed deeper and deeper as Wang Mo's body heat intensified. She paced anxiously around the bed like a cat on hot bricks, constantly murmuring, "Wang Mo, you must get better soon."
Just then, Feng Yinsha and Hei Xiangling entered the ward. They had come to visit Feng Yinsha's mother. Feng Yinsha's gaze was immediately drawn to Wang Mo, whose face was flushed red from a fever and who was unconscious. His brows furrowed slightly, as if twisted together by an invisible hand, and a complex expression flashed in his eyes. He looked at Loli and said calmly, "Perhaps your healing spell can restore her to normal." Although his voice was not loud, it was exceptionally clear in the tense atmosphere, like lighting a lamp of hope for Loli in the darkness.
Lori was completely distraught. She had tried everything she could, like a drowning person grasping at a straw in a vast ocean. A resolute glint flashed in her eyes. She took a deep breath, as if gathering all her courage, then slowly closed her eyes, shutting out all distractions and focusing her mind. Her hands trembled slightly as she began to cast a healing spell. A soft light gradually emanated from her palms, initially like a faint ray of dawn, then growing brighter and warmer, slowly radiating from her hands like a delicate veil, gently enveloping Wang Mo. Wherever the light touched, it seemed to possess a magical power.
Miraculously, under the light, Wang Mo's flushed face gradually returned to normal. The fiery red color seemed to be extinguished little by little by a clear spring, fading away bit by bit. Her tightly furrowed brows were also gently smoothed out as if by a pair of gentle hands, and her previously closed eyes began to tremble slightly. Her consciousness gradually returned to her body, as if she were slowly waking up from a terrible nightmare.
Meanwhile, after registering, Qi Na found an IV drip station in a secluded corner of the hospital. She sat there quietly, her eyes fixed on Feng Yinsha and Wang Mo not far away, like a spectator hidden in the darkness, watching this peculiar "show." However, the distance was too great, and the surroundings were too noisy; Qi Na could only see their blurry figures and expressions. Their words seemed to have been swept away by the wind, not a single one reaching her ears.
Under Loli's healing energy, Wang Mo quickly recovered. She sat up in bed, her eyes filled with gratitude for Loli. At that moment, her gaze fell on Feng Yinsha, this boy with a mysterious aura piquing her interest.
Lori was also filled with curiosity about Feng Yinsha; she wanted to know what kind of story lay behind this boy who always carried a hint of sadness. So, Lori followed Feng Yinsha into a room in the hospital.
The room was dimly lit, filled with a faint smell of disinfectant and a somber atmosphere. Here, Wang Mo saw the reason for Feng Yinsha's misfortune; her heartbreaking past unfolded before her like a scroll. The image of her paralyzed mother, placing all her failures on Feng Yinsha, pierced Wang Mo's heart. Her eyes were filled with pity, a deep sympathy for Feng Yinsha, a sympathy that surged like waves, crashing against her soul.
Qi Na showed no interest in Feng Yinsha's tragic plight. She simply finished her IV drip in silence and then left the hospital alone with Fei Ling. Feng Yinsha was left standing there, his heart filled with helplessness and bitterness.
Hei Xiangling anxiously asked Feng Yinsha if they should capture Loli, as it was one of their tasks. However, Feng Yinsha unexpectedly shook his head, indicating that they should abandon the plan. Hei Xiangling was very confused, but as a loyal servant, she could only obey her master's orders and reluctantly gave up the capture operation.
Qi Na didn't pay attention to what happened next; instead, she began to plan how to find a safe place to release the Water Prince's elixir. After all, she would never be foolish enough to release her magic power at home like in the original story, causing the ridiculous and pathetic situation of flooding her own house.
Zina knew that if this problem wasn't handled carefully, the consequences would be unimaginable. She decided not to repeat the same mistake and instead face the challenge in a wiser way. She secretly resolved to find a suitable location to ensure the smooth release of the elixir while avoiding any unnecessary impact on the surrounding environment.
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