Chapter Thirty-Two: Cultivating to Heal Injuries

  Originally, Sima Youlan was going to get food for Wang Weiye, but she felt uncomfortable and said a few angry words to vent at that stinky rascal. She didn't expect that her crying and making a fuss would actually bring her benefits.

  Before long, Wang Weiye saw Sima Youlan walk in with a tray in both hands.

  When Sima Youlan walked to Wang Weiye's side, she said to Wang Weiye: "My dad said that you have been injured for a long time and haven't eaten anything. Now you can only have some nourishing food. When your body recovers, you can eat like normal people. Stinky rascal, open your mouth and let me serve you."

  Wang Weiye slightly lifted his head and saw that there were only two small bowls on the tray. One was millet porridge, and the other was a soup dish emitting a medicinal herb smell. Since he woke up, he hadn't eaten a decent meal yet. Wang Weiye was so hungry he could eat an entire cow, but when he saw these two small bowls of food, his face fell as he cried out: "Wife, you're only giving me this little bit to eat? You might as well just kill me with a knife! Heaven, I haven't offended anyone, why are you punishing me like this?"

  Simu Youlan saw Wang Weiyang's appearance, and she was so happy that she couldn't get any happier. She couldn't cure this stinky rascal, but the heavens were just and would punish this scoundrel in a way that would be delightful to see.

  Simmering with schadenfreude in her heart, Sima Youlan's face couldn't reveal it. She put on a very displeased expression and said: "You stinky rascal, I specially scooped out some dry food for you. If we followed my dad's opinion, you could only drink thin porridge. If you don't want to eat now, I'll take it away immediately. You can just lie in bed and wait for the base chef to deliver eight dishes and a soup."

  It's not easy to get this smelly girl to bring the meal, and I couldn't let her take it away. Wang Weiye was very anxious: "Don't... don't, wife, although there is less food, it's still a meal. With this bowl of rice as the foundation, we can eat any kind of meal in the future. Moreover, Chairman Mao taught us that waste is a heinous crime."

  In less than two minutes, Wang Weiye had already finished a bowl. Just now he was still able to bear the hunger, but now he was getting hungrier and hungrier, and could only look at Sima Youlan with pitiful eyes. But Sima Youlan put down the tray and said: "You don't have to look at me like that, Dad has already said that you can only eat liquid food for now, just wait two hours and there will be more food."

  Wang Weiye knew that no matter how pitiful he looked, this stinky girl wouldn't bring him food. Wang Weiye was furious and coldly said to Sima Youlan: "Stinky old lady, help me up now and remove the gauze from my body, I want to use my yuanqi to heal my wounds."

  "What?......"

  Wang Weiye didn't want to be covered in scars, it would damage his glorious image. In the winter when people wear thick clothes, no one can see them, but in the summer it's different. This makes people see all his scars, and even if he isn't a thug, he'll become one.

  As soon as Sima Youlan heard this, Wang Weiye asked her to take down all the gauze on her body. Sima Youlan didn't listen to Wang Weiye's words anymore, and took off the gauze from his body. Sima Youlan didn't dare to act arbitrarily, if something went wrong, she couldn't bear the responsibility.

  In a helpless situation, Sima Youlan could only advise Wang Weiye with good words: "Stinky rascal, taking off the gauze on your body is not allowed. Your wound has not fully healed yet, and it will be removed after two days. If the wound gets infected now, it will be troublesome. If Dad finds out, he will definitely scold me to death, and I won't do such a stupid thing. Your task now is to lie here honestly for me, and if there's anything, just call me."

  When Wang Weiye heard Sima Youlan's words, he became anxious and loudly said to Sima Youlan: "Stinky girl, what do you know? Are you happy to see me covered in scars? I'm using Master's true yuan energy to heal my injuries now because I don't want any scars on my body. And I feel that several meridians inside me have been severely damaged this time. If I don't repair them now, it will definitely be harmful and useless for my future cultivation. Don't worry, if I wasn't confident, I wouldn't let you do this."

  Seeing Wang Weiye's anxious appearance, Sima Youlan had a little doubt in her heart. She doubted: "You stinky rascal, you won't be cheating me again, will you? If I remove the gauze for you and use true yuan energy to treat your injury without achieving the expected effect, and I get scolded by my dad, then I'll have to settle accounts with you, humph."

  After Sima Youlan took down the silk fabric, she saw row upon row of stitched wounds on Wang Weiye's body. Because Sima Youlan didn't know about Wang Weiye's past, she was extremely shocked and asked: "You stinky rascal, honestly tell Miss here what's going on with these wounds?"

  Wang Weiye said with great indifference: "Nothing, I was hit by the Soviet old muzzle's shell and bullet. I am a cat with nine lives, and I won't die in a hundred years. I won't let you become a widow. Now go out, don't let anyone come in to disturb me."

  After the handover, Wang Weiye sat on the ground with difficulty, his hands quickly typing out the repair decision. He felt a strong spiritual energy surging from the ground, surrounding him and beginning to repair the wounds all over his body and the damaged meridians inside.

  Originally, Sima Youlan wanted to stay in the ward and watch how Wang Weiye was cultivating. But she didn't expect that when she saw Wang Weiye's hands constantly making gestures in mid-air, she felt that the indoor temperature in the ward was rapidly dropping sharply, freezing Sima Youlan who was wearing a single layer of clothing, so she quickly ran out of the ward and stood in front of the large glass window of the observation room, carefully observing Wang Weiye.

  Simayoulan stood in front of the window, and she saw a dazzling white light suddenly surround Wang Weiye, making it impossible for her to see his body clearly. Simayoulan was afraid that something had happened to Wang Weiye, so she quickly ran to tell her father.

  Simar and Zhao Jianfeng, who received the report, immediately dropped their work and rushed over. When they arrived at the hospital's observation room, they saw through the glass window that the ward was already shrouded in white mist, making it impossible to see Wang Weiye's body.

  Simaruiang and Zhao Jianfeng exchanged a glance, thinking to themselves: It seems they hadn't misjudged, Wang Weiye might indeed be a cultivator. The two of them were also cultivating internal energy, but high-level internal practitioners wouldn't produce such phenomena during cultivation.

  Wang Weiye was secretly recorded by the video equipment in the base from the beginning of his treatment, and the recording was sent to the relevant superior department by Zhao Jianfeng in a timely manner.

  At that time, Zhao Jianfeng's report from the base was sent to the person in charge of the relevant department. They did not take Zhao Jianfeng's ungrounded report seriously. As for whether Wang Weiye was a cultivator, they still had an attitude of half-belief and half-doubt. After all, cultivation is just a legend, and suddenly someone says that a certain person is a cultivator, isn't it too ridiculous?

  After the video was sent over, the scene of Wang Weiye's cultivation unfolded before them, and now they finally believed that Wang Weiye was indeed a cultivator, just as Zhao Jianfeng had reported.

  The cultivators are legendary figures in the Chinese nation for thousands of years, and no one has ever seen them before. Today they finally saw them. This matter is really too important, so they immediately took action and brought out Wang Weiye's file.

  From the file, it is known that Wang Weiye's parents were originally high-ranking national officials. And now how young Wang Weiye is, he is not only a soldier but also the country's most precious wealth, and now there can't be any slight mistake.

  Especially, Wang Weiye risked his life to obtain very important intelligence from the Soviet KGB. In today's society without war, his achievements are unmatched. Moreover, they also want to uncover the mysterious veil of Xiuzhen from Wang Weiye. If they can unlock the secrets of the human body from Wang Weiye, it will be a huge contribution to humanity, and the extension of human lifespan is not far away, and medicine will also undergo an unprecedented revolution.

  While Wang Weiye was recovering from his injuries, he had no idea that his fate would be changed once again. On the third day of Wang Weiye's recovery, a mysterious figure arrived at the secret base, and nobody knew who he was. The superior instructed everyone at the secret base to cooperate with him and follow his orders.

  After a whole seven days, Wang Weiye finally woke up from his injuries. The white mist surrounding him instantly surged into his body.

  In these seven days, Wang Weiye was healing his wounds while experiencing the various training methods left by his master. This made him understand many things that he had not understood in the past. As his powers increased, his body would develop unexpected special functions during continuous training. It also made him realize why his master had sealed off his heart method. That is, he was afraid that Wang Weiye could not gradually cultivate and improve his spiritual power. If that were the case, his own powers would not be improved, and he might even go crazy.

  When the white mist in the ward surged into Wang Weiye's body, his body immediately appeared before the eyes of the people in the observation room. They were shocked to see that Wang Weiye's eyes were tightly closed, and his body was suspended in mid-air, with a faint layer of white light emanating from all over him. And now he no longer had the sloppy and frivolous appearance of his past, but instead gave off an extremely sacred feeling.

  The people outside knew that Wang Weiye had finished his cultivation and was about to wake up. As expected, it wasn't long before they saw Wang Weiye, whose entire body slowly fell down. When Wang Weiye got up from the ground, they were shocked to see through the glass window that Wang Weiye's body could be said to be as white as jade, with the scars on his body no longer very noticeable, and some of the scars had only left a faint white mark.

  Wang Weiye stood up, lowered his head and carefully looked at himself, then gently stroked the healed wounds with his hand.

  As there were no obvious scars left on his body, Wang Weiye felt extremely satisfied with the result from the bottom of his heart. Just as Wang Weiye was admiring himself, the door of the ward was pushed open.

  As soon as the door of the ward was pushed open, seven or eight people rushed in. Wang Weiye looked up at them and was stunned for a second before reacting immediately. Because he had not worn any clothes during his treatment, except for a small piece of cloth covering his lower body, his entire naked body was exposed to everyone present.

  "This isn't a bathhouse, nor is it sunbathing on the Songhua River beach. Everyone being naked wouldn't be a problem, but now that he's the only one naked, that's a different story. So Wang Weiye said with great embarrassment: 'Damn, why didn't you guys knock on the door when you came in? Looks like I'm going to lose big time today. Why don't you wait until sometime and take off your clothes for me to appreciate, so we can be idle together fairly.'"

  "Shameless, stinky rascal, don't be so self-righteous. Hurry up and put your clothes on, no one wants to see this skeleton." Standing beside him, Sima Youlan heard Wang Weiye's shameless words and immediately chimed in, scolding him while also ridiculing him with her words.

  As for Wang Weiye, this stinky rascal, Sima Youlan had already lost her patience. If she let him continue to spout nonsense, who knows what unpleasant words would come out next. Moreover, among the people who came in, there was also a Chief of Staff. So, she could only hand over the prepared clothes to Wang Weiye.

  Before Wang Weiye could take the clothes from Sima Youlan, Sima Liang hastily stopped him. "Not now, it's not time for you to wear clothes yet. Let me examine your body first and then we'll talk about it later. Judging by your build, apart from bones, there isn't much flesh on you. Your father-in-law is only interested in your wounds. You can admire yourself alone in front of the mirror after I've finished examining you."

  This readily available little white mouse doesn't cost a dime, and even thinking about going outside to find one is pointless. Now being able to grasp firsthand information from Wang Weiye himself is of the utmost importance.

  Simarui is now mainly responsible for observing and studying the physical wounds of Wang Weiye, which will be of great help to his future medical development.

  Simarui's words made Wang Weiye's face turn bright red. Originally, he didn't have much flesh on his body, and after going through more than 40 days of hardships, it was almost as if he had nothing but skin wrapped around his bones.

  But what can make Wang Weiye blush is really rare. Now, Wang Weiye cannot afford to offend him, having just become his father-in-law for a few days. If the old man gets angry, he will have to endure it. So, he points all the accusations at Sima Youlan. He says to Sima Liang: "Father-in-law, if you want to see, wait until there's no one around, you can look however you want. Now my wife is already angry, you've just heard her scolding me for being shameless, so let me put on my clothes?"

  "Shut up, I'm in charge here. Stop nagging and stand still. It's not like you're some kind of delicate flower, what's there to be shy about?" Sima Liang muttered to himself as he examined the wound, "Damn it, this healing is too miraculous. If this could be widespread, how many lives would be saved? What a pity, such a good thing can't be made public..."