Chapter 27: Healing of Wounds
A ray of bright sunlight spilled into the room through the window paper, and countless lights and shadows flickered, like countless light dew elves, dancing happily.
Wang looked at it coldly and couldn't help but be a little dazed.
A few crisp birdsongs came from the window, and then the sound of chirping was endless, showing the cheerfulness and liveliness.
The chirping of birds seemed to break the contemplation of the two.
Lu Xiu was slightly awakened.
"It's dawning, you have a good rest, you can call the outside service staff if you have something to ......"
After she said this, she didn't wait for Wang Leng to answer, and stood up and walked away lightly.
Seeing Lu Xiu's curling back, after disappearing, Wang Leng felt a certain fragrance like an orchid and musk deer permeating the room, and it seemed to go with it.
This made him feel lost!
However, the attention he had been invested in lost the object of his attention, and the pain on his body followed.
And suddenly, as if it hurt a lot more, he couldn't help it, and fell on his back on the bed.
"Hey!"
Wang Leng knocked his head in annoyance, feeling remorseful in his heart.
"I was so stupid! I forgot to ask if I was injured when I was rescued by others, and what happened later? What happened to the big wolf dog in the nursing home and the injuries of the security guards' families?"
"I'm so unreasonable, so insolent, so ruthless...... Why don't you even understand the simplest human accidents, no wonder people don't want to pay attention to me anymore......"
The more Wang Leng thought about it, the more he felt that he was very bored, and he had the intention of saying goodbye.
But on second thought, he gave up his impulsive thoughts again.
Now that his sword wound has not healed, and he has a strange poison in his body, and the situation outside is unknown, there may be unforeseen disasters when he goes out.
Thinking about staying here, it is the safest, since Lu Xiu can save his life, presumably her ability is not ordinary.
For the time being, no one should dare to cause trouble, and if Wang Leng resigns, it is really unwise!
Besides, Lu Xiu is a famous daughter, with a prominent family background, and the reputation of a sister in the capital's Internet celebrity circle, and there are countless young talents around her in front of and behind her, who cares about a village man?
As for the faux pas, Lu Xiu didn't take it to heart at all, in the final analysis, Wang Leng had too much heart!
However, no matter what, he couldn't calm down, and after thinking about it, his mind was full of Lu Xiu's figure.
Every word and action she made Wang Leng feel numb and irritable.
"What's wrong with me? Could it be ......?"
He was taken aback by the thoughts in his heart.
"No! No way! I'm a rough man to have such a despicable thought for a girl I have just met...... No...... I will never allow myself to think like that again!"
"As long as you are alive, there will be hope......"
When his heart was in turmoil, Wang Leng had no choice but to take out this sentence and recite it silently several times, but it had no effect.
The inspirational quotes that had been tried and tested were out of order this time, and Wang Leng was suddenly a little panicked.
He had just been seriously injured, and his soul was already relatively fragile, and in such a contradictory state of mind, he couldn't help but feel anxious.
He only felt all kinds of thoughts, like a marquee in his mind, one after another, and the rhythm became faster and faster, and soon he lost control and became a mess.
You must know that the state of mind is very important in cultivating the pulse technique, and you must not be impetuous or in a hurry.
Now Wang Leng's pulse power is seriously depleted, his body is injured, and he has an unknown strange poison, causing many meridians in his body to be blocked again.
At this moment, his mind was lost, and an inexplicable cold current in his body seemed to be out of control, and he suddenly rushed out like a wild horse, rushing around.
As a result, the remaining veins in the meridians in his body were triggered, and countless waterlines and rivers were formed, which began to repel each other, swallow each other, and fight together.
Wang Leng felt that his body, from the outside to the inside, was in pain everywhere.
It was as if there were countless extremely cold knives, cutting his internal organs little by little, and like drops of boiling oil, flowing through his meridians.
In a trance, it was as if there were countless blazing flames, grilling inch by inch of his skin......
That kind of pain made him sometimes stretch all over, sometimes his limbs were wide open, and he was extremely miserable.
How can people endure these indescribable pains?
"Unconscious!"
Unable to bear it, Wang Leng cried out in his heart, hoping that he would be unconscious, so that he would not be able to feel the pain.
However, the more he wished that he would be unconscious, the more lucid his mind became, and everything seemed to be not what he wanted.
At this time, Wang Leng felt that he had never been so awake, his hands were clenched into fists, his teeth were creaking, and he forced himself to think about the veins and acupuncture points in the meridian diagram.
One, two, three......
Gradually, a complete picture unfolded before his eyes.
In the picture, it is the meridian diagram of the human body, and Wang Leng uses the exercises according to the diagram to locate the meridians of his whole body.
Suddenly, wisps of weak pulse power were gathering out from the meridians all over his body, bit by bit.
But at this moment, a strong feeling of pain suddenly struck again, and instantly spread all over his body.
"Hold on!"
At the critical juncture, Wang Leng endured the severe pain while silently reciting the method of condensing the pulse power in the "Blood Meridian", and it was extremely difficult to gather the remaining pulse power from the various meridians into the dantian acupoint.
Although the speed of condensing the pulse force was extremely slow, in the face of his unwavering perseverance, it began to slowly become much faster.
In this way, the pulse power in the meridians in Wang Leng's body gathered together little by little, and gradually formed a waterline-like existence, which began to flow meanderingly.
And the meridians in his body are like withered seedlings after a long drought, slowly stretching their branches and beginning to bloom with vitality and vitality in the drizzle of drizzle.
As time passed, when a few rays of sunlight shone on Wang Leng's face, a layer of blood-red smoke rose from his head, lining his cheeks, like a piece of red blood jade, like a dream.
At some point, a woman in a red dress suddenly appeared at a distance of three meters from Wang Leng, and she really came without a shadow!
A touch of surprise flashed in her charming eyes, which made her delicate and elegant face appear a little bright in an instant, adding a bit of beauty.
At this moment, the blood-red smoke on Wang Lengling's face became thicker and thicker, enveloping his body up and down.
Unconsciously, his body was held up to a height of a few feet by the blood-red smoke, and his posture did not change by half a minute, as if there were countless invisible hands, slowly lifting him up and holding him gently.
At the end, the blood-red smoke began to slowly condense, as if the silkworm was freezing, accumulating thicker and thicker, gradually enveloping Wang Leng's entire body into a piece of jade and shining blood-colored crystal.
In this way, a strange large block of ice appeared in front of a beautiful girl in a strange way, which made her curiosity extremely shocked.