Under One Person: My Name is Wan Jing Zhenjun

Inside the room, Wang Xiao pondered for a long time before finally deciding to remain hidden for the time being.

The fact that he could use his abilities without relying on Qi was still too astonishing. After all, theoretically, as long as his body could withstand it, he could use the Ancestral Court Divine Power, which could heal all physical injuries, 24 hours a day without interruption.

Therefore, in this situation, once exposed, it will most likely end badly.

Thinking of this, Wang Xiao did not continue to use his supernatural powers to heal his body. After all, although it was not very noticeable just now, there must have been some movement. It would be best to wait a while before continuing his cultivation.

And he's almost at his limit...

As he withdrew his supernatural powers, a wave of exhaustion washed over him.

After a day of running around, although he rested for a while at the hotel in Taishan, he didn't really sleep well overall, since he was woken up by Zhang Zhixin and the other person after only a short time.

Now, as he calmed down, he felt exhausted and uncomfortable, as if his whole body was falling apart.

Shaking his head, Wang Xiao stopped thinking about anything else and fell asleep on the bed.

Meanwhile, in the next room, Wang's parents and Wang Ye sat together in silence, playing cards.

Yes, after coming down from Mount Tai, they started playing cards again.

Wang Ye yawned, rubbed his eyes, and glanced at his silent parents. "Dad, Mom, aren't you sleepy?"

"Sleepy? Of course I'm sleepy." Wang Weiguo yawned and threw the cards in his hand into the deck. "Son, you should go to sleep first. You must be tired after a long day."

Wang Ye paused for a moment, then turned to look at the equally silent Queen Mother.

Seeing this, Wang's mother forced a bitter smile, put down the cards, and rubbed his head. "Sweetie, go to sleep first. Your dad and I have some things to talk about."

Wang Ye remained silent for a moment. As intelligent as he was, how could he not guess what they wanted to say?

However, although he guessed they were going to talk about his older brother, he didn't say much, since he couldn't help anyway.

He nodded. "Mom and Dad, I'm going to bed now. Call me if you need anything."

The king's father and mother nodded.

Seeing this, Wang didn't say anything more, stood up and walked towards the second bedroom.

Because Wang Weiguo booked the presidential suite, the room they were in was actually very large, with a total area of ​​over 120 square meters, including a master bedroom, a secondary bedroom, a study, a walk-in closet, and other rooms.

Therefore, although Wang Ye did not leave his room, he only entered the second bedroom, and because of the distance, he could not hear the conversations outside.

Only after watching Wang Ye walk into the second bedroom did Wang's mother let out a heavy sigh, her eyes turning somewhat red.

Upon seeing this, Wang Weiguo didn't say anything, but simply embraced his lover, his tiger-like eyes filled with tears.

Some things don't cease to exist just because they don't mention them, and some problems won't arise just because they don't solve them.

They can be strong and act like nothing matters when they're with their children, but what are they really like?

As parents, who can calmly accept the death of their child? Especially in a situation where you watch helplessly as your child gets closer to death day by day.

"Old Wang..." Wang's mother finally broke down in tears, sobbing uncontrollably in Wang Weiguo's arms.

"It's alright, it's alright..." Wang Weiguo patted her shoulder gently, his eyes red. "There will be a way... there definitely will be a way..."

Standing at the door of the second bedroom, looking at his parents' condition, Wang Ye sighed deeply.

……

The next morning.

When Wang Xiao woke up, he felt as if his body had been completely transformed.

Of course, saying it's a complete transformation isn't really that exaggerated; it just feels like I've returned to normal.

If a normal person's physical fitness score is 10, then Wang Xiao's physical fitness score was at most 7 before. But today, after using his supernatural powers all day yesterday, his physical fitness score has recovered to at least 8.

My back pain is gone, my legs aren't sore anymore, and I look much more energetic.

Wang Xiao walked to the full-length mirror in the room and looked at himself. He found that even his skin was no longer as yellow as before.

"Not bad. Although we are still far from eradicating cancer, at least my physical condition has improved a lot on the surface." Looking at his complexion in the picture, Wang Xiao felt that he didn't even need to take the medicine that Wang Zizhong prescribed for him.

dong dong dong~

"Third brother, are you awake yet? It's time to get up and eat. You still need to take your medicine later." Wang Weiguo's voice rang out along with the knocking on the door.

"Coming," Wang Xiao replied, then walked over and opened the door.

When the door opened, Wang Weiguo was stunned to see Wang Xiao.

At this moment, Wang Xiao's skin was no longer as yellow as before, and his overall spirit and energy looked much brighter.

What's going on?

In Wang Weiguo's heart, although he never gave up the idea of ​​saving his son, he also knew very well that his son was probably beyond saving.

Therefore, he was so shocked to see that Wang Xiao seemed to have improved.

However, after the initial shock, he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

What if it's just a temporary relapse before death...?

He dared not think too much about that possibility.

"Dad?" Seeing Wang Weiguo staring at him in a daze, Wang Xiao waved his hand in front of him and asked with a smile, "What's wrong? Don't you recognize your own son?"

"...Bullshit." Wang Weiguo rolled his eyes after regaining his senses. "Even if you turned into cow dung, I, as your father, would recognize you at a glance."

"You have quite unique tastes."

"What unique flavor? Stop joking around and come downstairs with me to eat. Your mom and brother are waiting."

"Alright."

The two chatted and laughed as they walked downstairs together. After finishing their meal, Wang Weiguo brought up a large jar of Chinese medicine prepared by Wang Zizhong.

Looking at the black, muddy Chinese medicine in front of him, which emitted a nauseatingly bitter smell, Wang Xiao's face twitched.

He hadn't felt anything when he took the medicine to save his life, but now that he no longer needed it, he felt nauseous looking at the medicine jar in his hand.

"Third brother, what are you looking at? I'm telling you, don't be afraid to see a doctor! Take your medicine when you need to." Seeing Wang Xiao staring at the medicine jar in silence, Wang Weiguo sighed, "If you find this medicine bitter, eat some sweet dishes. Dad specially ordered a lot of sweet things for you."

"It's nothing." Wang Xiao shook his head and drank the medicine directly.

After taking his medicine, he put the empty jar aside and told Wang Weiguo about his plans.

"Dad, I don't actually want to stay in one hotel for a while. I'd like to stay in the east of the city for a bit."