Chapter 4191: Treatment in Progress

In the quiet and tense treatment room, the surrounding air seemed to be condensed, heavy and depressing.

Chu Yang's soft yet firm comforting voice slowly sounded in Lin Qingwei's ears like a breeze:

"If you endure it any longer, the treatment will be over soon. This process is the most difficult. If you can persist, everything that happens next will no longer be a problem."

His voice was gentle and steady, with a reassuring power, like a beam of light in the darkness, trying hard to illuminate Lin Qingwei's painful world at the moment.

At this moment, Lin Qingwei seemed to be in purgatory. Her hair was completely soaked with sweat and clung to her white forehead. Every strand of hair seemed to be stuck with glue, without any looseness.

Sweat continued to flow down her forehead, across her closed eyes, across the high bridge of her nose, and finally dripped on her slightly trembling lips.

She raised her head with difficulty, every movement seemed extremely laborious, as if a thousand pounds of weight were pressing on her neck.

Under her trembling eyelashes, her eyes opened slightly, full of perseverance and determination.

The corners of her mouth curled up in an almost invisible arc, and she said softly, "Hmm."

This slight movement and weak sound seemed to use up all her strength.

Lin Qingwei's body was currently enveloped by an indescribable burning sensation. It felt like being thrown into hot magma, and every inch of her skin and every cell was being burned by the fire.

The heat that seemed to burn her soul away left her with no time to care about anything else.

In her world, this is the only thing left

Endless pain and suffering.

Just relying on her tenacious will to resist this scorching erosion has exhausted all her strength, which requires her to make a huge effort that ordinary people can't imagine.

Every breath became extremely difficult, as if she was racing against death; every heartbeat was like a war drum, reminding her of the distance between her and death.

Because she knows very well that if she is even slightly distracted during this process, all the previous efforts will be instantly wiped out, and all the previous efforts will be wasted.

Therefore, she could only continue to grit her teeth and close her eyes tightly, not daring to relax at all.

Her hands were clenched tightly into fists, and her nails dug deeply into her palms, leaving bright red marks.

Those pains were already insignificant to her, and they were nothing compared to the burning sensation on her legs.

She waited silently for the treatment to end, hoping that her legs would return to their original state. In her heart, this was the only hope and the belief that supported her persistence. Every minute and every second, she prayed silently in her heart, praying for a miracle to happen, and praying that she could survive this long pain.

This is her only choice at the moment and the only belief in her heart.

She told herself that no matter how painful it was, no matter how difficult it was, she could never give up.

As long as there is still a glimmer of hope, we must persevere.

If you cannot persevere, all the efforts you have put in from the beginning of treatment to the present and the endless pain you have endured will be like pebbles thrown into the sea, without causing a single ripple and disappearing without a trace.

Such a result is something Lin Qingwei cannot accept no matter what, nor can she

Endurable.

She thought of her dreams, the days when she could walk freely, and the expectant looks of her family and friends. She couldn't let them down, couldn't let her life be spent in pain and despair.

Under Chu Yang's concerned and nervous gaze, the blocked meridians in Lin Qingwei's legs were going through the difficult process of fragmentation and reorganization.

This process is like a cruel war, with every cell engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

The pain of this process would be unbearable for any ordinary person even for a second.

Every time the meridians were broken, it was like countless sharp knives slashing across her legs, and every time they were reorganized, it was like countless ants gnawing at her bones.

However, Lin Qingwei has persisted until now with her extraordinary tenacity. Although her body was trembling, her soul was shouting, shouting her unyielding faith.

This far exceeded Chu Yang's initial estimate. He originally thought that even the strongest people would show more or less shrinkage and fear when facing such huge pain.

But Lin Qingwei proved with her actual actions that her will was harder and more tenacious than Chu Yang imagined.

The treatment process was still going on, and time passed by minute by minute, and every second seemed like a long century.

Every time the hour hand beats, it's like a heavy knock on Lin Qingwei's heart.

The various changes that Chu Yang had previously anticipated in his mind unexpectedly did not happen. This made him realize that what he had done before

All speculations and worries are wrong. Lin Qingwei is not a pawn brought to light by some force. Her persistence and endurance stem from her inner desire for recovery and her expectations for the future.

However, such a result is good, at least it allows him to avoid a lot of interference and obstacles from the outside world during the treatment process, and he can focus more on treating Lin Qingwei.

During the long process of treatment, Chu Yang never forgot to help Lin Qingwei resist the heat in her body.

The difficulty of this process is a huge challenge that is almost impossible for any mortal to persevere completely.

Therefore, Chu Yang's help is bound to be needed. His forehead was covered with sweat, and his eyes were full of tension and concentration.

Chu Yang carefully took out the precious ice crystal, trying to use the slightest chill from it to dissipate part of Lin Qingwei's scorching heat. The ice-cold crystal exudes a faint blue light, like a polar pearl.

However, this is just looking at plum blossoms to quench thirst. It can only temporarily relieve some of Lin Qingwei's physical pain, but cannot fundamentally solve the problem.

Because the veins in Lin Qingwei's legs were being reorganized, and the pain caused by this far exceeded any pain she knew, and was even several times more severe than those pains.

She gritted her teeth tightly, and her lips were bitten until blood dripped. The blood flowed down the corners of her mouth and dripped on her clothes, blooming into shocking red flowers. But she still suppressed herself from moaning in pain in front of Chu Yang.

She didn't want Chu Yang to see her fragility and helplessness.

In his eyes, she was always the strong and unyielding woman.

But, in the end, she still couldn't resist this cruel and extreme pressure, and the long-suppressed pain finally poured out like a flood that burst a dam.

She let out a painful cry, the sound was shrill and desperate, as if it was a cry coming from the depths of her soul, hitting everything in the treatment room, and also hitting Chu Yang's heart.

Time passed slowly in pain and suffering. I don’t know how long it had passed, maybe a few hours, maybe longer.

Lin Qingwei's whines became weaker and weaker. In the end, her voice had completely disappeared. She was like a doll that had lost its life, slumping powerlessly on the treatment bed.

Her body had completely lost strength, her eyes were closed tightly, her face was as pale as paper, and she finally fell into a deep sleep.

When Lin Qingwei woke up again, the outside world had become pitch black.

Darkness is like a huge net, covering the entire world. The darkness is so deep and boundless, making people feel a deep sense of loneliness and helplessness.

But thankfully, she was not alone.

What I have experienced before is not an illusory dream. Chu Yang and Leng Mingyue were looking at her with complicated expressions, especially their eyes were fixed on her legs. Their eyes were full of surprise, doubt and a trace of imperceptible fear, as if they had seen something shocking. A scene of unbelievable, incomprehensible horror.

This made Lin Qingwei, who had just woken up, instinctively feel uneasy.

Her heartbeat accelerated instantly, and an ominous premonition filled her heart.

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He lowered his head and looked at his feet with uneasiness. I saw that the originally white and weak calves were now showing strong meridians.

Those meridians were like winding blue dragons, entwined on her calves, looking extremely eye-catching and weird.

Lin Qingwei suppressed the horror in her heart, tried hard to keep her breathing steady, and tried to make her voice sound as calm as possible.

"What the hell is going on? How did my legs become like this?"

Her voice trembled slightly, with a hint of unnoticeable fear and doubt. Her eyes were full of horror and confusion, as if the legs no longer belonged to her.

Chu Yang sighed softly, and then explained softly:

"The final treatment process has become like this. There is only one explanation, and that is that your legs contain part of the demon blood, and the source of this blood is most likely family inheritance. I don't know why your Lin family is doing this. You have the blood of the demon clan, but now the blood has returned to your ancestors, which is not a bad thing. "

Chu Yang's voice echoed in the quiet room, and every word was like a heavy stone hitting Lin Qingwei's heart.

She stared blankly at her legs, those thick meridians looking even more weird in the dim light.

She tried to understand Chu Yang's words, but everything was too strange to her and too difficult to accept.

"However, with your current strength, you are still unable to suppress this change in yourself, so you can only adapt to the changes in your own bloodline as much as possible so that you can control the extra power. If you cannot do this, then the strength of your legs will The same will happen

It has always existed, and sooner or later it will be discovered by outsiders. "