Qin Nian's mouth slightly agape, she zoned out for a mont before coming back to her senses, a delicate blush spreading across her face, reaching all the way to her ears.
Although the two claid each other as siblings, they were not related by blood.
After a long silence, Qin Nian gathered her courage and asked in a low voice, "Do I need to take off my underwear, too?"
"As long as your upper thigh is exposed, that's enough."
Qin Chuan felt embarrassed and hurriedly explained, "I need to first stimulate your ridians with acupuncture before applying the dicinal paste for treatnt. During acupuncture, I need to..."
Before Qin Chuan could finish his sentence, Qin Nian said, "Brother, you don't need to explain it to . Illness does not hide from a doctor. I'll cooperate in any way necessary."
She glanced at her legs wrapped in white bandages and said dejectedly, "Right now, I just want to get out of bed quickly."
Seeing Qin Nian's worried face, Qin Chuan felt as though his heart was breaking. He silently swore that he would make sure Qin Nian's legs fully recovered.
But now, he was penniless and didn't have the money to buy the ingredients needed for the Jade Muscle Continuation Ointnt. Once he had gathered these ingredients, he planned to imdiately start Qin Nian's treatnt.
Suddenly, Qin Nian asked, "Brother, you haven't told Grandpa about my injury, have you?"
Qin Chuan shook his head: "A few days ago, Grandpa called, asking why he couldn't get in touch with you. To not worry him, I told him you were attending an enclosed training where phones couldn't be used. It's too late tonight; rember to call Grandpa back tomorrow."
Qin Nian had grown up with her grandfather since she was a child, until one day, ten years ago, when Grandpa brought ho a bloodied Qin Chuan, and since then, their ho had one more family mber.
This year, Qin Nian had just turned twenty-three and was a senior at Jiangcheng City University. She had only one term left until graduation.
"Nian Nian, are you feeling unwell sowhere? Why are you sweating so much?"
While the siblings were chatting, Qin Chuan suddenly noticed Qin Nian's forehead was covered in sweat, and she looked very uncomfortable.
With a flushed face, looking like she could drip water at any mont, Qin Nian said softly, "Brother, I need to pee."
"Ah..."
It took a mont for Qin Chuan to snap back to reality. Qin Nian couldn't get out of bed and simply couldn't go to the bathroom by herself.
But now, the only person who could help Qin Nian was him.
"Brother, I can't hold it any longer. Can you carry to the restroom?"
Qin Nian shivered slightly and looked at Qin Chuan with a blushing face, her eyes carrying a hint of pleading.
"Alright, alright, I'll take you to the restroom right now."
Seeing Qin Nian's urgency, Qin Chuan no longer cared about the propriety of n and won. He picked up Qin Nian and carried her into the restroom.
Coming out of the restroom, Qin Nian's face was rosy with blush. Thinking back to the embarrassing situation just now, she wished she could bury herself in a hole.
Qin Chuan was in the sa boat. Sharing a room with Qin Nian, he felt at a loss, especially since the scene from a mont ago filled his mind, causing an inexplicable restlessness within him.
"Nian Nian, I'm going to step outside for a bit; you go to sleep first," he said.
Suddenly standing up, Qin Chuan quickly left after dropping those words, as if fleeing the scene.
Watching Qin Chuan escape in such a hurry, Qin Nian let out a chuckle, her eyes filled with tenderness. She murmured to herself, "Brother, Liu Fei's loss is her betrayal of you. If possible, I wish to be your new bride."
anwhile, Qin Chuan stepped outside into the yard. The breeze helped ease the restlessness he was feeling.
"Ten years ago, when I woke up, I had forgotten everything from my past. Now, suddenly, blurry mories have started to fill my mind. Could it be that these mories belong to my past?" he wondered.
Thinking about everything that had happened in the past couple of days, it all felt like a dream.
"Does a place like the Kunlun Divine Prison really exist in this world? If it does, why haven't I heard of it in all these years?"
"And what about the 'The Ancient dical Treasure' and the dical techniques recorded within it? Are they real? If not, how do I explain having saved Nian Nian using the Seven Extres Divine Needles?"
The more Qin Chuan thought about it, the more shocked he beca.
He closed his eyes, and those mories reerged, but they were still incredibly hazy, too vague to be seen clearly.
He tried hard to focus and see the images, but the effort caused a severe pain to throb in his head.
In his mory, he saw an ancient to with a black cover placed alongside "The Ancient dical Treasure", with a few golden characters vaguely visible on the cover, yet nothing else could be discerned.
Qin Chuan gritted his teeth, enduring the intense pain, and persisted, "What exactly is it?"
The shock that "The Ancient dical Treasure" brought to him was already imnse, and now that he saw another ancient book placed with it, he had a premonition that this book would bring him even greater surprises.
"Tai!"
Finally, he saw the first character clearly.
At this mont, his whole body was soaked with sweat, yet he could only make out one character, with the other three remaining obscure.
"Hiss~"
The severe pain in his head made him involuntarily take a sharp breath of cold air.
But he still didn't give up, these mories were all about his own origins, and he didn't want to just let go. Enduring the intense pain, he tried hard to make out the remaining three characters.
"Xuan!"
Five minutes later, he discerned the second character.
"Zhen!"
Another ten minutes passed, and the third character beca clear as well.
"Jing!"
Finally, after enduring half an hour of excruciating pain, all four big characters on the ancient book beca clear.
"Great Mysterious True Scripture!"
When he saw these four golden characters, information about the Great Mysterious True Scripture flooded into his mory.
"This is actually a cultivation technique! Just by recalling the Seven Extres Divine Needles from "The Ancient dical Treasure", I revived Qin Nian, if I were to cultivate the Great Mysterious True Scripture, wouldn't it be..."
Thinking this, Qin Chuan's eyes sparkled eagerly, and without any hesitation, he imdiately started cultivating according to the thods in the Great Mysterious True Scripture.
However, as soon as he began cultivating, he was assailed by a suffocating sensation, as if an invisible force was trying to rip his brain apart.
One clear image after another erged in his mind.
"Qin Shengtian, he is your son, are you really going to send him to Kunlun Divine Prison?"
A young woman in red held a boy about three or four years old tightly in her arms.
Opposite her, a man dressed in sumptuous attire spoke coldly, "A piece of trash with no spiritual roots does not deserve to be my son. If you continue to obstruct , do not bla for being ruthless!"
The woman in red stared fiercely at the man and said through clenched teeth, "I would rather die than let you send my son to the Kunlun Divine Prison."
Suddenly, she pushed the boy forcefully, and a gentle power sent the boy flying over ten ters away.
At the sa ti, she yelled at the boy, "Chuan'er, run!"
"Humph!"
The man in luxuriant garnts moved swiftly, catching up to the boy in almost an instant. He held the boy in his hands like a small chicken and said coldly, "Boy, don't bla for being heartless. If you must bla sothing, bla your own worthlessness! Whether you live or die depends on your fate!"
After speaking, he casually tossed the boy, whose body fell toward a bottomless abyss.
"No!"
The woman in red let out a heart-wrenching scream of agony.
...
"Ah..."
Qin Chuan suddenly opened his eyes wide, his face contorted with ferocity, and he let out a pained roar to the heavens.
A terrifying aura erupted from within his Dantian.
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