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Yan Kongyue raised his hand and snapped his fingers, enveloping the entire room in a golden light. The girl in the corner slowly lifted her head, the golden glow flowing towards her continuously, and her weak spirit gradually became clearer.
Half an hour later, the girl stood up and walked to the bedside, looking at her own body lying there.
"Wen Yuqing, I will help you return your soul to its rightful place. Do not resist," he said.
The girl nodded and closed her eyes.
Yan Kongyue approached her, his index finger pressing against her forehead as he softly chanted. Ethereal words surrounded them, and it seemed as though Wen Yuqing was infused with new life; her previously dull expression began to change.
Yan Xiao Jun gritted his teeth, watching everything unfold before him, afraid to make a sound. He was certain now that Yan Kongyue was her savior, not only resolving his troubles but also saving his girlfriend.
Quickly, as spiritual energy flowed into Wen Yuqing, who lay on the bed, Yan Kongyue's chanting became softer and quieter.
"Lin Qianzhi, the soul has been restored."
After a long sigh, the girl on the bed awoke. Yan Xiao Jun tried to suppress the urge to rush over because Yan Kongyue's chanting had not yet concluded.
Wen Yuqing had been lying in bed for three months, sustained only by her mother feeding her liquid food. Her body had become extremely frail. Yan Kongyue was determined to save her completely and even used spiritual energy to restore her health.
Finally, with anticipation building within him, Yan Xiao Jun waited for Yan Kongyue's chant to finish.
The girl on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes and turned her head toward the door where Yan Xiao Jun stood.
Their eyes met, and then she looked at Yan Kongyue. Seeing her nod, he took large strides toward the bedside.
"Yu Qing, how do you feel?" Yan Xiao Jun asked as he took Wen Yuqing's hand and gently kissed it. The love he thought he had lost was right before him; his voice trembled and his eyes glistened with tears.
"I'm good!" The gentle and serene girl smiled.
She had spent every day hiding in the hospital room, watching her worried family and boyfriend who were frantic with concern. At first, she could still move around a bit, but gradually she became weaker. Her mother would open the windows every day to let in fresh air so she could breathe better, but little did they know that the sunlight streaming in almost cost their daughter her life.
"Lin Qian, let them in!"
Feng Xing was the first to step inside, holding a cup of milk tea. He knew that this ordeal must have taken a toll on Yan Kongyue and that he must be hungry now.
Wen Yuqing's mother reached the doorway and saw her daughter smiling at her; tears streamed down her face uncontrollably. After more than three months of watching her daughter lie in bed, she felt both anxious and heartbroken.
"Sweetheart, you’re awake!"
"Mom!"
"Ah, it’s good that you’re awake! It’s so good!"
"Yu Qing, you chat with Auntie for a bit. I'm going to ask Yan Consultant about your matter."
"Okay, thank her for me!"
"Sure!"
Meanwhile, Warm was watching Yan Kongyue in a daze.
Lin Qian then noticed that Warm was staring at the milk tea in Yan Kongyue's hand.
"Here, have some milk tea!" Lin Qian handed a cup to Warm as well.
Warm looked at the milk tea, then at Lin Qian's hand, and finally at Feng Xing's hand. When did they buy milk tea? They didn't have any when they were at the door just now.
But quickly, she widened her eyes again as Feng Xing handed Yan Kongyue a piece of strawberry cake.
Lin Qian shook her head with a smile, saying nothing.
"Come on, let's go to the entrance!" Yan Kongyue called out to Yan Xiao Jun as he walked towards her, and they headed outside together.
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