Deep Soul Sleep

Li Wei's large hand, which was wrapped around Qin Xue's soft and slender waist, did not loosen; instead, it tightened by a few more degrees.

Soft, warm jade and a bosom full of fragrance.

He could even clearly feel Qin Xue's mature and graceful body trembling slightly in his arms, along with her heart beating violently due to panic and shyness.

But he did not look back.

Through "Myriad Spirits Empathy," a Sparrow perched on a nearby camphor tree had already clearly fed back everything behind him into his mind.

Qin Bing stopped in her tracks.

Those phoenix eyes, which were always as cold as ice, were now staring fixedly at the hand he had wrapped around her sister. Deep within her eyes was an irrepressible anger and humiliation.

She clenched her fists.

She wanted to hit him.

Very good.

A trace of a smile that no one noticed escaped from the corner of Li Wei's lips.

It had to be like this.

Angry? Humiliated?

Then that was right.

Slowly get used to it, Little wildcat.

Once you're used to it, you'll accept it.

Only by accepting it can you truly integrate into this family.

“Li... Li Wei... my sister... she's watching...”

Qin Xue's voice was as thin as a mosquito's, carrying a hint of pleading.

She was so embarrassed she was about to cry, her pretty face so red it looked like it could drip blood.

She gently pushed against Li Wei's chest, wanting to break free from this embrace that made her heart flutter in confusion.

“Let her watch then.”

Li Wei lowered his head and leaned close to her ear, laughing softly with an ambiguous breath that only the two of them could hear.

“Sooner or later, we'll all be family. What's there that can't be seen? Or are you saying you don't want to?”

Boom!

Qin Xue's brain completely short-circuited.

She felt her body go soft.

If it weren't for Li Wei's powerful arm forcibly holding her, she probably would have collapsed directly to the ground.

How could this man... how could he say such embarrassing things right in front of her sister!

Li Wei paid no more attention to the gentle beauty in his arms who was already nearly 'ripe.' Holding her, he walked straight toward the small white building in the distance surrounded by green trees.

Behind them, Qin Bing stood in place for a full ten seconds.

Finally, she took a deep breath, stepped forward, and silently followed... The environment of the sanatorium was completely different from the noise of the orphanage.

There were no happy sounds of children's laughter here, only the sound of gurgling water and the rustling of wind through the bamboo forest.

An exquisite white marble bridge spanned across a clear artificial stream, where several colorful koi fish swam leisurely in the water.

The air was filled with a faint fragrance of herbs and the scent of soil, bringing peace to one's mind.

This place had not yet officially opened. Aside from a few gardeners trimming flowers and grass in the distance, there was no one else; it was almost excessively quiet.

At the entrance of the small building, a blonde-haired, blue-eyed foreign man wearing a white lab coat was waiting respectfully with two Nurses, who also had foreign faces.

“Mr... Mr. Li, hello.”

Seeing Li Wei and his group approaching, the foreign man immediately stepped forward and greeted them warmly in broken Chinese with a heavy accent.

“I am Schmidt, the person in charge here.”

“Dr. Schmidt, thank you for your hard work.”

Li Wei released Qin Xue from his embrace and extended his hand to the German doctor.

As if granted a grand amnesty, Qin Xue hurriedly straightened her disheveled clothes and hid to the side as if fleeing, not even daring to look at Li Wei again.

“It is no trouble, no trouble at all!”

Dr. Schmidt shook Li Wei's hand vigorously.

“The patient's condition... is not very good, and... we have tried every method, but she... just won't wake up.

This... this has already exceeded the scope of my abilities... I am very sorry...”

As he spoke, the gaze with which he looked at Li Wei was filled with awe and curiosity.

He truly could not imagine what kind of method this seemingly young Eastern man was going to use to treat a case that even the world's top medical teams were helpless against.

“I understand. Leave the rest to me.”

Li Wei's reply was simple and confident.

The group walked into the patient's room.

If the outside environment was a top-tier sanatorium, then this patient room was a combination of a presidential suite and an ICU.

The room was terrifyingly spacious. Various sophisticated medical instruments that one couldn't name, flashing with a faint blue light, filled half the room. The other half was a luxurious reception area, complete with leather sofas and rosewood coffee tables.

However, the luxury and sense of technology throughout the room only served to make the figure on the hospital bed look increasingly out of place.

The woman on the bed looked to be only in her early fifties, but her hair was already gray.

There was no color in her face; her sallow skin clung tightly to her cheekbones, her eyes were sunken, and her lips were cracked. She was so thin she was unrecognizable, with only the slight rise and fall of her chest proving she was still alive.

“Mom...”

Qin Xue could no longer hold back. She rushed to the bedside, grabbed her mother's withered hand, and her tears instantly burst forth.

Qin Bing, who had been following at the very back, also stepped forward quickly.

She looked at her mother on the bed, who had been tortured out of human shape by illness. The coldness on her pretty face finally cracked completely, revealing endless worry and heartache.

Li Wei did not immediately step forward to disturb them.

He stood in place and thought to himself.

“Pathological Eye.”

[Ding! Pathological Eye activated!]

A pale blue virtual panel that only he could see instantly unfolded before his eyes.

[Target: Lin Wanqiu (Patient)]

[Status: Deep Soul Slumber (Non-vegetative state, deteriorating)]

[Cause: Brain neuronal synaptic connections severely damaged by unknown external force, leading to the dissipation of soul energy. The life sign maintenance system is in its lowest power consumption mode.]

[Analysis: Conventional medical means can no longer repair the nerve damage, nor can they recall the dissipated soul energy.]

[Treatment Plan: Requires the use of the fourth form of the 'Nine Revolutions Profound Origin Needle Technique,' 'Soul Return,' using Divine Sense as a guide to recall the dissipated soul. Then, combine with the sixth form, 'Vessel Continuation,' using Qi to control the needles to reconstruct the damaged brain neuronal synaptic connections.]

Soul Slumber.

What a niche term.

Li Wei was surprised in his heart.

However, one could tell at a glance that it was even more dangerous than being in a vegetative state.

This was no longer a simple physiological disease, but involved a deeper level—the level of the soul.

It was no wonder modern medicine was helpless.

“Qin Xue, Qin Bing, don't be too sad.”

Li Wei stepped forward, gently patted Qin Xue's shoulder, and comforted her softly.

“Trust me, your mother will get better soon.”

His voice carried a power sufficient to settle one's heart.

Qin Xue raised her tear-streaked face, looked at him, and nodded vigorously.

In her heart, she had a nearly blind trust in this man.

As for Qin Bing on the side, she gave Li Wei a deep look and didn't speak, but her tense body revealed her inner nervousness at this moment.

Li Wei said no more.

He took out the silver needles he carried with him from his pants pocket.