Han Feng excitedly introduced the aura he sensed into his body, and the familiarity of that aura wandering in his body returned!

He continued to attract the surrounding aura into his body to open up the eight veins, and after a while, he introduced all the aura in the room into his body.

"It seems that the aura of the world on my side is very thin, and it probably takes a lot of time to get through the eight veins!"

Han Feng sensed that the aura had been drained, and immediately ended his cultivation and opened his eyes. The amount of spiritual energy just now was far from enough for him to open up the eight veins and step into the spiritual realm.

But he was not in a hurry, being able to cultivate in his own world already made him very satisfied, and he didn't need to care about the speed of cultivation.

It's also thanks to the fact that he had the ability to never forget at that time, and he still remembers the content of that book, otherwise he doesn't know if there will be a result in persevering until the end, and he may give up halfway, and his cultivation dream will be shattered.

Han Feng sensed the trace of aura that had been introduced into his body, and quietly suspended in the dantian, like a faithful pouncer on call at any time.

Satisfied, he got out of bed and walked towards the door of the room, and was about to reach out to pull the doorknob when the door was suddenly opened by a middle-aged woman.

The two looked at each other, and for a moment they stood in place and were stunned.

"Han Feng, when did you wake up?" After the middle-aged woman reacted, she asked in surprise.

"Just woke up." Han Feng looked at the middle-aged woman who was shorter than him, and replied with a smile on his face.

The middle-aged woman in front of him is named Chen Yuan, who is Han Feng's mother and his only closest family member now.

His father died of cancer last year, and he is also the only child in the family, so now only he and his mother are left, relying on each other.

"Why are your hair so wet? Is it a fever? Is there anything wrong with it? Chen Yuan stretched out his hand, which had become rough from years of fatigue, and stroked Han Feng's hair, and asked worriedly.

For his mother's series of questions, Han Feng shook his head and said, "I'm fine!"

After Chen Yuan heard Han Feng's answer, he said with some disbelief: "To be honest, don't endure it, it's not easy to treat if you endure a serious illness!"

"Mom! I'm really fine, I'm in good health now! ”

"You go for a set of tests with me first, and then the doctor says it's okay!"

"Okay!"

In the end, Chen Yuan insisted on taking him for an examination, but Han Feng couldn't refuse, so he could only follow his mother helplessly.

The corridors of the hospital were particularly cold and gloomy, except for one or two white-clad nurses walking busily around, and the occasional snoring could be heard coming from some of the wards as they passed by.

Han Feng looked at his mother's back, and unconsciously fell into memories, after all, he hadn't seen his mother for a long time, and his heart was full of nostalgia.

Chen Yuan is wearing a blue cotton jacket and black cotton pants today, and as in previous years, he also wears this suit in the cold winter.

He looked at his mother's padded jacket, and suddenly seemed to notice something, and his heart was a little shocked, and said, "Mom! Am I in a coma for a year? ”

Chen Yuan stopped, turned to look at Han Feng with a surprised expression, and said, "What year?" Is your head confused after being in a coma? You've only been in a coma for one day! ”

"One day?" After Han Feng heard this, his heartbeat beat fiercely several times, and he looked at his mother in disbelief.

After three months in the Spirit Ring Continent, when he returned to his own world, only one day had passed, which was like a dream, making him unable to distinguish the real from the fake.

"Am I in a dream now?"

In order to verify whether he was dreaming, Han Feng reached out and pinched his face hard, but a clear feeling of pain came from his face, making him instantly recognize the reality.

He began to wonder if everything he had experienced on the Spirit Ring Continent would be just a dream, a rather peculiar dream.

"What's wrong with you? Is there something uncomfortable? Chen Yuan saw Han Feng pinching his face and asked inexplicably.

"No, I'm fine now!" Han Feng came back to his senses, touched his head and smiled.

After Chen Yuan heard this, he was skeptical, but he didn't speak again, but turned around and continued to walk forward, doing an examination first is the most important thing at present.

After a while, the mother and son came to the elevator door, waiting for the elevator to slowly rise and take them down.

The number next to the elevator door opened the door until nine, and then Han Feng knew that he was on the ninth floor of the hospital.

In the elevator, Han Feng was thinking about the problem, and his mother seemed to be unable to hold back some words, and suddenly said with a somewhat gloomy expression: "Do you know that when you suddenly fainted to the ground, I was worried to death, you are my only son, if even you have an accident, I will be left alone in the future......"

"......" in the face of his mother's tirade, he sighed, did not know how to speak, so he lowered his head and was silent, like a child who had made a mistake, silently waiting for the parents' anger to pass.

The elevator door opened again, and the mother and son had already reached the first floor, and Han Feng followed his mother to the doctor's room to get a bunch of notes and go for a full body examination.

An hour later, Han Feng finished his full body examination and sat on a small chair in the hospital, quietly waiting for the results to come out.

Another hour passed before his test results came back.

Chen Yuan handed Han Feng's examination results to the doctor, and looked at the doctor with some anxiety in his heart, for fear that he would say bad news.

The doctor took the test results, carefully looked at the data above, and said with a smile: "Your son's body is basically fine, it may be that the cough is more ferocious and causes him to fall into a coma due to lack of oxygen."

When Chen Yuan heard this, he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and his hanging heart was also relaxed.

"I'll prescribe some medicine for bronchitis, and let your son take the medicine on time every day when he gets home."

"Okay, thank you, doctor!"

Then Chen Yuan went to the front desk of the hospital to go through the discharge procedures, and after taking the medicine, he took Han Feng back home by bus.

Han Feng's family is in a small town, and his mother works in the canteen of a factory, and the salary is not bad, so it is no problem to maintain the family's life.

And the town where Han Feng is located is the most prosperous of all the nearby towns, and the prosperity is about to catch up with a county seat.

His home consists of a living room, a kitchen, a bathroom, and three small bedrooms, which is a relatively spacious home.

In the final analysis, these are the fruits of my father's lifelong struggle, but unfortunately my father died before he could enjoy it, leaving this family to the mother and son.

In the familiar home, Han Feng glanced at his father's portrait on the cabinet next to the living room door, then withdrew his gaze, walked directly into his bedroom, closed the door, and sat cross-legged on the bed to cultivate.

In less than half an hour, he introduced all the aura in his home into his body, and with the help of the aura introduced by the hospital, he successfully opened up a vein in his body.

"It seems that I'm going to go outside for more activities, let's get here today, and start tomorrow to open up at least two veins a day, and strive to step into the spirit attraction realm before going to school."

Han Feng walked out of the bedroom, at this time his mother had already started to make dinner, the sky was gradually darkening, and evening had come.

There is a leisure square not far from home, and the lively sound reaches the home, washing away a trace of desertion like a light rain.

After my father died, the LCD TV in the living room was basically never turned on again, because neither mother nor son liked to sit on the sofa in the living room and watch TV.

After a while, two dishes were placed on the table, and the rich aroma of the dishes came to his face, constantly stimulating his nose.

Among the two dishes, there is his favorite chili stir-fried pork, and he can't wait to serve a bowl of rice and enjoy dinner with his mother.

After the meal, when Chen Yuan was washing dishes in the kitchen, he suddenly heard a knock on the door, thinking that it was a neighbor who came to visit, and loudly ordered Han Feng: "Han Feng, go and open the door!"

Han Feng answered, walked out of the bedroom to the door of the living room, and the moment he opened the door, he saw three middle-aged men in police uniforms standing at the door of his house.

One of the middle-aged men smiled and asked, "Are you Mr. Han Feng?"

"Well, it's me! Can I help you? Han Feng asked suspiciously, not knowing why the police suddenly looked for him.

After the middle-aged man saw Han Feng's response, he instantly withdrew the smile on his face, showed a serious expression, and said, "The murder case four days ago has confirmed that you are a suspect, please come with us to the police station!"