1018: C1018 Warm Yang Qi in One's Hands

C1018 Warm Yang Qi in One's Hands

Zhou Yi raised his head and looked at President Zhao, then repeated what he had said to President Zhao.

"Do you mean that I now have the authority?" Mild asked.

Zhou Yi nodded and declined to comment.

At this moment, there was a tinge of red on He Xi's pale face. It seemed that he was a bit nervous.

Zhou Yi didn't rush him. This kind of thing was no small matter to any ordinary person. It was a matter of life and death.

After a while, he raised his head and asked, "What are your success rates? Every kind of …"

Zhou Yi raised his eyes and said, "To me, the success rate of both schemes is one hundred percent. The most important thing is still to rely on yourself."

"Since that's the case …" Hearing Zhou Yi's words, he said warmly, "Then let's go with the first one. This sounds safer, at least we won't get another thing that isn't inside our bodies!"

Hearing his choice, President Zhao, who was on the side, also let out a sigh of relief. In their hearts, the risk of changing their hearts was still very high.

Zhou Yi was more inclined to this way because as long as he could absorb the warm yang energy from Old Leisure's heart, he might be able to make use of it. Although it was not as strong as Old Leisure's Mind Reading, he could at least read the thoughts from Old Leisure's face to face.

Thinking about this, Zhou Yi said, "In that case, let's start now."

"Ah?" "So, so fast?" President Zhao couldn't help but ask.

On the side, He Xi also looked at Zhou Yi in surprise.

"What, you guys still want to do some pre-operation preparations?" Zhou Yi couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing that, the two of them both smiled embarrassedly. Then, they answered warmly: "Since that's the case, then I'll be troubling Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Yi nodded, then stood up and walked in front of He Wen. Then, he reached out his hand and placed it on his chest.

Zhou Yi lowered his eyes, "I think it will hurt a lot later. Endure it!"

He nodded with a pale face.

Right after he said that, Zhou Yi's hands suddenly increased in strength. He only felt Zhou Yi's hands were like sharp claws full of thorns that went into his flesh. He subconsciously shuddered due to the pain.

"This is just the beginning!" Zhou Yi's laughter rang out, then He Xi almost fainted from the pain.

This level of pain was something that he had never felt before, even when he was ill. It was a type of pain that could pierce the heart.

He didn't know how painful it was to gouge his heart, but he felt it must be the same as now. He had a feeling that fainting was the best way to free himself.

The energy seeped into Zhou Yi's palm and slowly wrapped around the gentle feeling in his heart. Moreover, the pain he felt was caused by the resistance of the Yang energy in his heart.

The energy gradually permeated and the warm yang energy flashed left and right. However, it was still unable to break through Zhou Yi's encirclement.

At this moment, other than pain, the only thing that was left of Mourning's heart was beating violently, as if it was about to jump out of his throat.

He subconsciously held Zhou Yi's hand against his chest, then exerted more and more strength, and finally tightened his grip tightly.

His lips were slightly parted, making him look more like a fish that had left the water and was on the verge of death.

President Zhao, who was on the side, was not much more relaxed than He Wei. His entire body was already soaked, bean-sized sweat was constantly dripping from his forehead. However, he didn't have any way to help his friend relieve a little bit of the pain.

In fact, Zhou Yi wasn't relaxed either. That warm yang energy had settled in his heart from the moment he was born. After more than two years, it wasn't easy for him to pull it out.

As time passed, his forehead was covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Half an hour later, the warm yang energy in He Wen's body was completely enveloped by Zhou Yi. He was trying to pull it out.0

"Damn it! It hurts! Can … can you knock me out? I … I can't take it anymore!" He clenched his teeth and growled, with one hand tightly holding Zhou Yi's hand and the other tightly grabbing the corner of the sofa.

Zhou Yi didn't bother to wipe the sweat off his forehead and said coldly, "It's best to persevere for a while. If there are any remnants, when it regrows, you won't be able to survive."

Hearing that, President Zhao was even more frightened. He quickly patted He Wei's shoulder and comforted him, "Be good, be good. Just bear with it. You've endured for so many years already. It won't be that long yet."

Hearing President Zhao's comforting words, He Wen could only grit his teeth and after a while, the faint taste of blood came out of his mouth.

Time passed minute after minute. Two hours later, Zhou Yi suddenly released the hand pressing on the chest of He Xun. He then opened his mouth and took two deep breaths. In an instant, he softened.

"Gentle, gentle, are you alright!" President Zhao was so shocked that he immediately went up to push him.

Zhou Yi put the warm yang energy in his palm into a bottle and said lightly, "It's nothing. He's just sleeping. I'll give him some food that's covered in Qi and blood. After a year, his body will be fully recovered!"

Zhou Yi gave his instructions and then stood up to leave.

"You... "You …" President Zhao hurriedly blocked Zhou Yi's path. After saying that one word, he didn't know what to say next.

"What's wrong? Is there something else?" Zhou Yi understood.

President Zhao smiled embarrassedly, "Mr. Zhou has yet to mention the salary. Although this friend of mine is not as big as Mo's, if Mr. Zhou has any requests, he might as well mention them too!"

Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows. "For me, a bunch of warm yang energy is worth more than a thousand gold. This trip is my gain after all. You accompany him well, so I'll be leaving first!"

Then, Zhou Yi walked out of the mansion under the astonished gaze of the other party.

Zhou Yi was in a good mood today. To think that he would reap such benefits just from visiting the sick.

After exiting the villa, Zhou Yi called Mo Qingcheng and asked her to book a plane ticket for him.

"How is your medical condition?" Mo Qingcheng asked from the side.

Zhou Yi grinned. "What do you think about your husband?"

Mo Qingcheng smiled. She seemed to have seen Zhou Yi on the other end of the phone with a smug look, and Zhou Yi's look would only appear in front of her. Mo Qingcheng felt that she was very lucky, no matter what happened, she always thought that meeting Zhou Yi was the most fortunate thing that happened in her life.

Then she said, "You can take a stroll around. I came to this city two hours ago. We'll go back together later."

"Alright then!"

Zhou Yi and Mo Qingcheng exchanged a few more words before he put down the phone.

After that, he was in a good mood as he prepared to go to the nearby park to take a look.

But before he had even taken a few steps forward, two figures suddenly appeared in front of him. Jin Xuelei and Zhou Qing, who were originally supposed to be in Jiang City, were now in front of him.

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