One divination a day, a trainee celestial master

Outside the detention center gate.

Jiang Shou put the bottle of mineral water into the side pocket of his backpack, turned to Xia Qiu, and said, "Captain Xia, your police should handle the case according to regulations. I'm going to the county hospital now to check on the old woman's condition."

Xia Qiu glanced at him.

She didn't ask Jiang Shou why he was going, nor what he planned to do there. Only a complex emotion flickered in her clear, cool eyes. After a moment, she nodded slightly, said nothing, turned, opened the car door, and got into the police car.

Saying goodbye to summer and autumn, Jiang Shou hopped on his blue three-wheeled motorcycle, twisted the throttle, and skillfully drove towards the county hospital.

In the past two weeks, he has gone to the county hospital almost as often as he has gone back to his old house.

After parking the car, I easily made my way to the intensive care unit on the third floor of the inpatient department.

Jiang Shou did not rush into the ward, but instead went to the semi-circular counter at the nurses' station to register.

"Nurse, could you please register me?" Jiang Shou picked up the visitor registration book from the table and filled in the information while making up a story, "I'm a family member of the old lady in bed 4, Mrs. Wang. Strictly speaking, I'm Wang Daqiang's cousin. The patient is a relative of my maternal grandmother's side. I just happened to be passing by today to check on things."

The nurse on duty was a short-haired woman in her early thirties.

She was looking down at a thick stack of medical orders when she heard the voice. Without looking up, she frowned and said, "Family visiting hours haven't started yet, and this relative is too distant. The ICU usually only allows..."

The nurse looked up as she spoke.

Before she could finish speaking, her voice suddenly stopped, as if she had swallowed it back.

She stared at the young man standing outside the counter, momentarily lost in thought.

My first impression was...clean.

Yes, it's that kind of pure feeling that comes from the inside out.

It felt as if I had been washed by the first rays of dewy sunlight in the mountains and forests at dawn, so refreshing that I couldn't take my eyes off me.

In fact, Jiang Shou's current "modeling" is already extremely outstanding.

After undergoing several baptisms of the Azure Light during the cold winter, coupled with his nightly practice of the "Supreme Guardian of Oneness: Inner Landscape Chapter," Jiang Shou's physical body has been completely transformed.

His skin can no longer be simply described as "fair"; it has a translucent glow with a warm luster. The contours of his face are smooth and beautiful, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly quality.

Especially those eyes. They were black and white, deep and clear, like obsidian glass that had been washed by spring water for thousands of years in the deep mountains, without a trace of impurity.

The nurse felt her heart pounding as she was stared at by those eyes, and a blush crept onto her cheeks. She even forgot to move the pen she was holding.

"cough……"

Jiang Shou looked at the stunned nurse, coughed lightly with a hint of helplessness, and tapped the registration book with his finger: "Nurse, do you think this registration information is correct?"

"Ah...oh! Cousin, nephew, right?" The nurse snapped out of her daze, a suspicious, unnatural blush creeping onto her cheeks. She hurriedly grabbed the registration book, stamped it without even glancing at it, and said, "Okay, that's enough. You can go in now. Just don't stay too long and don't touch the equipment."

"Thanks."

……

Jiang Shou put on a blue sterile isolation gown, shoe covers, and a mask, and pushed open the heavy double door of the intensive care unit.

The ward was filled with a depressing atmosphere. Jiang Shou walked to bed number 4.

The old woman who was just moments before loudly scolding her son and devoutly kowtowing to the Three Pure Ones in the main hall of Shouyi Temple is now lying lifelessly on a pale hospital bed.

Her head was wrapped in thick bandages, with traces of blood seeping out. Her once rosy complexion had turned ashen, like gold leaf. The ventilator churned listlessly, pumping oxygen into her emaciated body with each breath.

Jiang Shou stood by the bed, his brows slightly furrowed.

He had already carefully considered everything on his way to the hospital. The doctor's diagnosis was a large-scale intracranial hemorrhage compressing nerves and forming a blood clot, and because of his advanced age, he was unable to undergo craniotomy.

If it's just a simple physical blockage of blood stasis... then can the true essence in one's dantian penetrate directly from the outside, like opening up the eight extraordinary meridians, to resolve and clear that blockage of blood stasis?

Theoretically, it seems feasible.

Jiang Shou took a deep breath and turned to look around at the scene outside the ward.

"Give it a try."

Jiang Shou closed his eyes, his mind sinking instantly.

Within his dantian, the [Guardian of Oneness - Dao Seed] rotated steadily. A wisp of pure true essence was forcibly extracted and flowed upstream along the meridians, heading straight for his eyes.

"The Art of Qi Observation," activated!

Jiang Shou suddenly opened his eyes, and the world around him instantly lost its original colors.

From the perspective of the Qi Observation Technique, a layer of dim, grayish-white mist appeared around the old woman's body. This was a sign that a person's life force was about to be completely exhausted.

Within her body, the vital energy, representing life and blood, was like fine white threads, slowly flowing along the eight extraordinary meridians.

However, when these fine threads of energy travel along the neck to the Baihui acupoint on the top of the head, they suddenly stop, as if a gentle stream has collided with a hard boulder, becoming blocked and stagnant.

"I can't see the details clearly."

Jiang Shou gritted his teeth and decided to take a risk. He once again activated his dantian, continuously channeling more true essence into his eyes.

If an outsider were standing in front of Jiang Shou at this moment, they would surely be shocked and exclaim.

As true energy was frantically poured into him, Jiang Shou's eyes, which were originally black and white, gradually lost their black color. A pure gold gleamed deep within his pupils!

Even in the space between his eyes, a faint golden light emanated, exuding an awe-inspiring and inviolable pressure.

Under the gaze of the golden eyes, the scene near the Baihui acupoint finally became clearly visible.

At the center of that blocked flow of energy, a dark red, turbid gas lingered. It was like a viscous vortex that had been tightly suppressed, not only blocking the flow of qi and blood, but also, deep within that dark red depths, several wisps of faint, chilling black yin energy were entwined!

"There's definitely something fishy going on."

The old woman's fall down the stairs was not just a physical impact; she was also affected by the stagnant yin energy accumulated in the Wang family's villa, which caused the blood to congeal into such a lifeless state.

Jiang Shou no longer hesitated.

He slowly extended his right hand and gently placed it above the old woman's head, which was wrapped in gauze.

The Qi-observation technique in his eyes remained activated. At the same time, Jiang Shou carefully guided the true energy within his body, channeling it along the meridians of his right arm and gradually transferring it to his palm.

The true essence emanated from her body, transforming into wisps of warm, invisible airflow that gently seeped through the gauze and skull, penetrating into the dark red vortex near the old woman's Baihui acupoint.

Jiang Shou's movements were extremely cautious.

That's the human brain, the most vulnerable part. If she's not careful, her vital energy will get out of control, and the old lady will really die here.

The gentle, nourishing essence was like the warm sun of spring, gradually baking and permeating that cold, viscous, dark red, turbid energy.

Under the gaze of the golden eyes, Jiang Shou clearly saw that as true essence continued to be poured in, the edges of the originally dense, dark red turbid energy began to loosen slightly. The black, cold threads wrapped within it, upon touching Shouyi's true essence, dissolved and melted silently, like ice meeting boiling water.

efficient!

Jiang Shou's heart skipped a beat, and his movements became even more steady.

It was only thanks to his previous completion of the task of finding the head that the Cold Season Decree doubled the true essence in his dantian. Coupled with his diligent cultivation of circulating his inner energy every night, he was able to barely support this dual operation at this moment—maintaining the extremely mentally taxing Qi Observation Technique on one hand, and meticulously outputting true essence to clear the blockage on the other.

If it were before, even if he were completely drained, he definitely wouldn't have lasted more than five minutes.

Time passed by, second by second.

five minutes.

Eight minutes.

ten minutes.

As the last wisp of dark red turbid energy completely dissipated under the protection of true essence, the previously blocked grayish-white energy threads finally reconnected and began to circulate slowly and steadily along the meridians of the head.

"call……"

Jiang Shou abruptly withdrew his right hand, simultaneously dispelling the true energy in his eyes.

The golden light in the retina faded, and vision returned to normal.

Jiang Shou stumbled, barely managing to steady himself by grabbing the iron railing of the hospital bed with one hand. At that moment, his face was frighteningly pale, his forehead was covered with large beads of sweat, and the back of his gray tracksuit was completely soaked with cold sweat.

The true essence in his dantian was almost depleted, with only a pitiful wisp of vital energy barely maintaining the rotation of the Dao seed.

Despite his extreme weakness, Jiang Shou's eyes were unusually bright.

He looked down at the old woman on the hospital bed.

Although the person had not yet woken up, a faint trace of blood, belonging to a living person, miraculously appeared on that face that was originally ashen as gold paper.

Jiang Shou calmed his breathing. With his exceptional hearing, he could clearly hear that the old woman's intermittent breathing, which had been barely maintained with the help of a ventilator, had now become steady and rhythmic.

On the vital signs monitor next to it, the originally chaotic and weak waveforms began to show healthy heart rate fluctuations.

The blood clot has cleared, and his life has been saved.

Jiang Shou rested against the foot of the bed for a while, and when two drops of true essence regenerated in his dantian, his complexion returned to normal somewhat.

He then straightened up, turned around, pushed open the door of the intensive care unit, and walked towards the nurses' station.

In the nurses' station, the short-haired nurse was resting her chin on her hand, lost in thought, her mind still replaying those clear, glass-like eyes from earlier.

"Nurse."

Jiang Shou walked to the bar, his voice a little hoarse, but still gentle.

The nurse was startled and quickly sat up straight: "Are you done visiting?"

"Yes, it's like this..." Jiang Shou pointed to the end of the corridor, his tone as calm as if he were talking about a trivial matter, "Could you please go and check on bed number 4? My grandmother's relative's breathing seems to have stabilized a lot. You should call a doctor to come and reassess her condition."