Wei Zhongyuan, from the bottom of his heart, didn’t want to make her angry, nor did he wish to disappoint her. Despite having already exhausted all his strength, he continued to desperately gather his spirit.

"I will lend you my strength! Do not give up until the very end!"

Upon hearing these words, an inexplicable force suddenly sprouted within Wei Zhongyuan’s heart. She was telling him not to give up; she cared...

He didn’t know how long it had been. During this time, he was constantly trying to gather his spirit. Originally, he had a foundation, and with Beisitian’s super assistance, he quickly managed to gather his spirit.

The injuries on his body were not overlooked by Beisitian either, who continuously administered three Xuan Talismans to him, risking everything to pull him back from the brink of death.

The injuries on his body weren’t difficult to treat; the main issue was that the spirit of Central Plains was on the verge of being scattered. When she came in at that time, she was greatly shocked and immediately set about treating him.

But she found that Wei Zhongyuan had no fighting spirit whatsoever and even harbored thoughts of death, which shocked and angered her. Wei Zhongyuan wasn’t the kind of person with a weak personality, why would he harbor thoughts of death?

Had he encountered something during this period?

For someone like Wei Zhongyuan, a Mystic Doctor, the treatment of spirit can only be assisted by others; the real core is themselves. If Wei Zhongyuan was unwilling to gather his spirit, even with her heavenly methods, she wouldn’t be able to do anything!

Therefore, she kept speaking to inspire Wei Zhongyuan, and regardless of anything, she managed to rescue him back!

Fortunately, Beisitian rushed over at the first moment after receiving the news. Otherwise, if she had been a little later, Wei Zhongyuan would have surely died.

After a whole day and night of exhaustion, Beisitian was also feeling drained. Seeing Wei Zhongyuan’s spirit stabilize again, she was ready to find a place to rest.

Besides, she needed to explain herself to the people at the health clinic; she barged in during the day, they might mistake her for a robber.

She decided to leave the task of explanation to Tian Zhi. In this area, his ability was highly trusted by Beisitian, handling matters more methodically than Wei Zhongxun, the two having completely different personalities.

With his spirit once again gathered, Wei Zhongyuan’s ability to perceive the outside world improved a lot. Nevertheless, he remained in a semi-conscious state, with a cloudy head, only able to roughly sense some external things.

For instance, he sensed that Beisitian seemed about to leave...

Ill people are always incredibly vulnerable. In the past, he wouldn’t do anything, merely watching Beisitian leave. But now, his inner desire reached its peak; he feared her departure.

Whether it was because he was overly worried about her leaving, that hollow feeling inside spurred Wei Zhongyuan’s stiff, mostly numb hand to suddenly lift and grasp the soft hand beside the bed.

"Don’t go..."

He exerted all his might but only managed to produce a sound akin to a mosquito’s hum,

Though lacking strength, he didn’t need to rely on force; she heard his words and stopped.

"Rest now, I and Wei Zhongxun are both here," Beisitian gently comforted.

It was the first time she saw Wei Zhongyuan so weak and helpless, holding onto her, refusing to let her go. After all, he was usually so indifferent, never expressing his emotions.

In this regard, he was quite similar to Luo Xudong, though Luo Xudong differed in front of her compared to others.

Listening to Beisitian’s words, Wei Zhongyuan felt slightly reassured.

As long as you’re here, whether Wei Zhongxun is or isn’t, it’s of no consequence...

That night, it was the most tranquil sleep Wei Zhongyuan had ever had.