The weather in the slum area was like He Yifei's mood, rainy for several days.

In the past few days, except for occasionally chatting with his father, the rest of the time, He Yifei just stared at the shack in a daze.

Perhaps, his choice was wrong, but He Yifei, who had more than enough heart and insufficient strength, could only choose to succumb to the cruel reality.

Life is like this, opportunities are fleeting, but after choosing it, you will find that there is no real winner in life!

The weak He Nong, in this rainy weather, life is also the most difficult.

The dark illness of the body, accompanied by the humid air, began to brutally destroy He Nong's strong heart.

And what made He Yifei really come to his senses was when he heard his father's unbearable pain.

"Father, what's wrong with you?"

Looking at He Nong's distorted face due to extreme restraint, He Yifei's heart was also extremely sour.

"Out of the way..."

A few words, as if squeezed out of He Nong's clenched teeth, are as thin as mosquitoes and flies.

"Is it your injury...?"

At this moment, He Yifei finally came to his senses.

It turned out that his father's pain was not completely healed, and how did he survive this pain that occurred at any time?

For so many years, He Yifei had never seen his father look so painful! He had been holding on, just to not distract He Yifei!

"Father, I'm sorry..."

Realizing that his father's love is like a mountain, He Yifei suddenly felt a sense of guilt for being a son of man in vain.

"It's okay, I can hold on!"

Henon took a deep breath and struggled to sit up, just to prove to his son that his body was okay.

Seeing his father's strength, a thought suddenly flashed through He Yifei's mind.

I saw that He Yifei gently helped his father up, and he was also sitting cross-legged behind him, with his hands on his back.

With He Yifei's control, the qi that had been accumulated in his body was slowly injected into He Nong's body.

"Child, no!"

As the gentle energy entered his body, He Nong suddenly felt his body light, but in an instant, he understood He Yifei's thoughts.

"Father, don't resist!"

He Yifei whispered, and instead focused all his energy on that qi, carefully controlling it to swim in He Nong's body.

Through the perception of qi, He Yifei finally discovered that the reason why his father was so weak was completely caused by the blockage of qi and blood in many places in his body.

However, freezing three feet is not a day's cold, and He Nong's injury is not something that He Yifei can heal.

With the passage of time, He Yifei's qi was also rapidly consumed, and in the end, it finally completed its mission and disappeared without a trace.

However, He Yifei's weak skills are a drop in the bucket, and after the nourishment of qi, He Nong's dark illness has recovered less than one in ten.

Even so, with He Yifei's efforts, He Nong's pain was reduced a lot, at least, his expression was not as painful as before.

"Child, cultivation is not easy, you don't need to waste it on me!"

At this moment, He Nong's mind is still completely on his son's cultivation path.

"Don't get in the way, these things can be accumulated slowly!"

Being able to alleviate some of his father's pain, He Yifei felt that his efforts were worth it.

"By the way, father, do you remember what I said before? The Martial God of Xunchi once gave me a copy of the Qi Refining Method, if you practice with that exercise, then your injuries will be completely healed?"

His own treatment worked, He Yifei's mind turned, and he suddenly remembered a way to completely cure the dark disease.

"It's not as simple as you think! Think at the beginning, who treated our two father's injuries was better than your current cultivation?

He Nong is not as idealistic as He Yifei, he has seen through too many things.

"Perhaps, they just cared about the waste of their cultivation in the first place, so they didn't put all their energy into healing you, right?"

He Yifei did not admit defeat, under the influence of that negative emotion, he had already blamed others for his sins.

"Don't think of people so darkly! My injuries are the most clear in my heart! If they had reservations, then I am afraid I would not have lived today!"

Henon turned his head to look at his son behind him, accusing him of suspicion.

"Shall we give it a try?"

He Yifei did not have the slightest idea of giving up.

"With my current physique, it will be difficult to cultivate! Even if you help me clear some blockages, in a few days, they will return to their original state! These wounds have already merged with my body into a part, and it is not so easy to separate! Perhaps, the day when they are completely removed will also be the day when I will come to the limit!"

After more than ten years of pain, He Nong understands best, and there is no exaggeration in his words.

"Could it be that my son can only watch you live under this pain?" He Yifei said unwillingly.

"Everyone has his own destiny, this is the will of heaven! By the way, it is also a big sin to pass on the practice of cultivation privately, and in the future, you must not bury your great future because of your emotions!"

He Yifei's soft-heartedness also made He Nong very relieved, so that he would not act recklessly in the future, He Nong had to tell him again.

"Son remembered!"

He Yifei finally compromised, and he responded in a depressed tone.

"Alright, I want to take a break!"

The temporary comfort of his body made He Nong feel tired.

Seeing this, He Yifei hurriedly got up, he helped his father to lie down slowly, covered him with the quilt, and knelt quietly beside his father.

"I can't be so selfish, for the sake of my father, I have to work hard!"

Watching his father fall asleep deeply, He Yifei's heart was also secretly cheering himself up.

"In this life, I have failed you! However, I can't fail my father again!"

The choice between love and family affection, He Yifei finally chose the latter.

In order to help his father's injury when it recurred, He Yifei, who had calmed down, also took this rare opportunity to enter a state of retreat.

At this moment, he wished that he could immediately have endless power to completely heal his father's physical pain.

Perhaps, for this energetic teenager, the blow of love will be an insurmountable gap in his life.

But at least, after experiencing this baptism of the soul, He Yifei's heart began to bloom with new colors.

Walking, missing, and bearing are the fetters of a lifetime!

Missing, loving, and missing, is the most perfect teenager!