After the two had dinner, Su Qi said, "Brother Chengfeng, thank you today." My dad's hospitalization money, I'll pay you back when I go back. ”

Zhao Chengfeng knew Su Qi, and he knew that if he said no, Su Qi would definitely not accept it.

can only say: "This is not in a hurry, wait until Uncle Bingrong is discharged from the hospital." ”

Su Qi knew that Zhao Chengfeng's words were well-intentioned.

Although her father has no major problems now, he still needs to be hospitalized for a few more days to observe it for the sake of insurance.

In addition to hospitalization fees, medicine, meals, etc., all need money, but her family ...... Very poor.

"Thank you, Brother Chengfeng." Su Qi sincerely thanked him.

Zhao Chengfeng shook his head, "Xiaoqi, don't be polite to me." ”

Su Qi smiled and nodded, even if she did have a sense of rustiness towards Brother Chengfeng at the beginning, whether it was Brother Chengfeng who agreed to help her send her father to the hospital without saying a word, and all kinds of Zhang Luo before and after, or Brother Chengfeng's concerned look, this sense of alienation had long since ceased to exist.

Su Qi looked at the time and said to Zhao Chengfeng: "It's not too early now, do you want to go back first?" If you go back too late, Aunt Li will be worried. ”

Zhao Chengfeng shook his head and replied, "I just called my mother and said that I would stay in the hospital at night to accompany you to take care of Uncle Bingrong." ”

Hearing Zhao Chengfeng say this, Su Qi did not refuse.

"Thank you, Brother Chengfeng."

Originally, considering Su Qi's physical condition, Zhao Chengfeng wanted Su Qi to go directly to rest, and it would be good for him to come to the vigil alone, but Su Qi didn't agree.

Later, Zhao Chengfeng couldn't grind Su Qi, so in the end, it became a two-person vigil in turn.

At this time, Zhao Chengfeng was sleeping, and Su Qi was moving a chair to sit on the edge of Su Bingrong's bed.

Su Qi looked at Su Bingrong, and he couldn't hold back the emotions that he had almost endured for a day.

She lay on the bed with her head in her hands, holding Su Bingrong's hand tightly with both hands.

"Dad." It's so light, so light that it's almost impossible to hear in the silence of the night, "I miss you so much." ”

The night was hazy, and the moonlight shone into the ward like water through the window, sprinkling on Su Qi's body, as thin as ice.

"Don't worry, I won't let you have anything to do in this life."

Dantian and spiritual power are like land and water, the land will dry up and crack without water, and plants will not survive. And if there is no spiritual power in the dantian, the dantian will be damaged, and the most serious situation is that the dantian will be broken, and it will be impossible to cultivate from now on.

One can imagine how harmful it would be for cultivators to squeeze the spiritual power in the dantian clean. It's just that no matter how harmful it is, Su Qi must make such a choice in order to save her father.

Although the sleep just now made Su Qi's face look much better, the damage caused to her by hollowing out her spiritual power did not improve.

And to solve this problem, in addition to the necessary rest, it is more important to absorb enough spiritual elements as soon as possible.

The spiritual elements merge into the dantian through the eight veins of the Qi Sutra, and then turn into spiritual power and store it in the dantian, so that the damaged dantian can be slowly repaired.

Spirit elements are ubiquitous in the Xuanyuan Continent, so almost everyone can cultivate there.

But this is not the Xuanyuan Continent after all, the originally ubiquitous spirit elements are like oxygen on the summit of Mount Everest, so thin that it seems to not exist at all, or even worse.

In such a situation, I want to cultivate......

It's almost impossible.