Zhou Xuan forced himself not to think about things he didn't want to think about, closed his eyes, shook his head, and came in. But he saw Wei Xiaoqing standing at the door. (The last sentence appears to be a fragment and doesn't translate directly.)
Zhou Xuan frowned and said calmly, "What's wrong now, acting so strangely?"
"You...you're all better? You're alright now?" Wei Xiaoqing asked joyfully.
"Don't make a fuss, what's wrong with me!" Zhou Xuan said calmly. "Old Li, let's go. Let's go to your uncle's house; I want to take a look at Old Li!"
Wei Xiaoqing shook her head and said, "No, let's talk about it when you're fully recovered. Grandpa Li is doing quite well now. He plays chess and chats with Grandpa every day, and he's fine."
But Zhou Xuan ignored her and went downstairs to the hall. His mother, Jin Xiumei, was discussing what dishes to cook with Aunt Liu. His younger sister had gone out to class, and his father and younger brother were still working at the store.
Jin Xiumei suddenly saw her son coming downstairs. She paused for a moment, then exclaimed happily, "Son, why did you come downstairs? Are you... all better?"
Zhou Xuan nodded and smiled slightly, "Mom, I'm all better. You don't need to worry, I'm fine. I'm going out to visit Brother Hong."
Jin Xiumei was unwilling to let him leave. Just as she was about to say something, Zhou Xuan waved his hand and said, "Mom, don't stop me. I'm bored at home. I want to go out for a walk."
Wei Xiaoqing said very obediently, "Auntie, how about this, I'll go with Zhou Xuan and watch over him. Don't worry, I'll go with him and come back with him, and I'll help you take care of him!"
Jin Xiumei thought about it and agreed. With Wei Xiaoqing looking after him, nothing would happen, as long as he wasn't going out alone.
Wei Xiaoqing could drive, so she didn't need to go out for a ride. She drove the Bugatti Veyron from the garage, with Zhou Xuan sitting next to her. As they drove out of the villa area, Wei Xiaoqing felt the car was great and said, "This car is really nice!"
"If you like it, you can have it. It was given to you by your uncle anyway!" Zhou Xuan said casually.
As Wei Xiaoqing drove, she said, "I wouldn't dare take it. If I took your car, my uncle would scold me to death."
After leaving Hongcheng Square and getting onto Huanshi Road, Wei Xiaoqing put on her Bluetooth headset again and made a call to her uncle, Wei Haihong.
"Uncle, Zhou Xuan wants to visit Grandpa Li. Can you call Uncle Li and ask him to bring Grandpa Li to your place? Zhou Xuan and I are on our way!"
"What? Right there? Okay. We'll be there right away!" Wei Xiaoqing took off her Bluetooth headset and said to Zhou Xuan with a smile, "Perfect timing, Grandpa Li is playing chess with Grandpa at Uncle's house. What a coincidence."
Wei Xiaoqing gave prior notice, and when the car arrived at Wei Haihong's house, the old man, Lao Li, and Wei Haihong were all waiting at the garden by the entrance, with several guards standing guard at the edge of the garden.
After Wei Xiaoqing parked the car, Wei Haihong eagerly went over and hugged Zhou Xuan, patting him hard on the back before letting go and looking him over, saying, "Brother, it's good that you're all better, it's good that you're all better!"
Wei Xiaoqing pouted again, unhappy. This uncle of hers always called her "brother" and was deliberately making things difficult for her!
The old man and Old Li also came forward, took a look, and the old man patted Zhou Xuan on the shoulder and said in a deep voice, "A real man should be able to take things up and put them down!" After entering the living room, Wei Xiaoqing turned to look at Wang Sao and said, "Wang Ji, Zhou Xuan hasn't eaten yet, why don't you make him some porridge?"
Wang Ji agreed with a smile. She knew Wei Xiaoqing's personality well, and they often spent time together. Although Wei Xiaoqing spoke bluntly, she was very kind-hearted. The Wei family did not treat her like a servant, but rather as one of their own.
Zhou Xuan circulated his ice energy. Although his body was somewhat weak, he felt that he still had about 70-80% of his ice energy circulating. Treating Lao Li's illness was not difficult. Before he thought of a method, it was indeed difficult, but since he successfully tested that method in the hotel in Tengchong, Yunnan, treating Lao Li's illness was no longer a problem. Converting gold was a process that consumed a lot of ice energy, but as long as the amount was small, it was not a problem. Although there were more than seventy pieces of shrapnel in Lao Li's body, they were all extremely small and did not consume much ice energy. Absorbing them was even easier. It was a matter of replenishment, like the ice energy eating!
Before, no matter how I thought about it, I would have thought the shrapnel in Old Li's brain was the most dangerous thing. It had swelled up and turned into a tumor. Last time, they removed a lot of the blood clots on the outer layer of the tumor, but the shrapnel itself couldn't be removed. But once I figured out the solution, I didn't think it was a big deal anymore. At least it was a thousand times easier than the old man's cancer!
However, both the old man and the old man Li wanted Zhou Xuan to rest and have some porridge before taking a look, saying there was no rush.
Moreover, after Old Li received treatment from Zhou Xuan, although he still experienced slight headaches at times, they were nothing compared to before. He was able to walk and move around again, and his appetite improved. He was very happy. At his age, he was already prepared for the worst. Even if he had to pass away, he would be able to leave peacefully without any pain. He felt increasingly grateful to Zhou Xuan.
So these days, every day after breakfast, Lao Li goes to Wei Haihong's place to play chess and chat with the old man. The two old comrades-in-arms and former superiors and subordinates can spend such days together, which is happier than anything else.
However, the person they talked about the most was Zhou Xuan. Old Li's feelings about Zhou Xuan could only be described as miraculous. The old man's reply to Old Li was: "Extraordinary people are rare and hard to come by. Your Lei Zi is very smart. Zhou Xuan is actually our benefactor!"
Half an hour later, the porridge that Wang Sao had cooked was ready. Wei Haihong had specifically instructed her to make some nutritious porridge that was also slightly light.
Wang Ji was experienced and had taken good care of Old Mouzi; she had cooked this kind of porridge countless times.
Wei Xiaoqing accompanied Zhou Xuan to the restaurant for porridge. She herself hadn't eaten breakfast either, but she also drank a small bowl with him.
Wang Sao's cooking was indeed excellent; Zhou Xuan drank three bowls in a row, and his stamina seemed to have increased considerably.
In the living room, Wei Haihong brewed some tea again. After Zhou Xuan came over, he drank another cup of tea, rested for a while, and then said with a slight smile, "Old Li, you've eaten and rested enough. Let me take a look at you!"
Old Li nodded and said, "Xiao Zhou, I'm old enough to not care about anything anymore. I'm already very happy that you can let this old man live out his last days without any pain. You don't need to worry too much about this. Take it easy!"
Old Li knew his problem. He was already extremely grateful that Zhou Xuan's treatment had relieved him of pain and allowed him to move normally even with his paralyzed lower body. He knew that the more difficult problem would be an insurmountable challenge, and he would just let it go if he couldn't cure him.
Neither Old Li nor his grandfather knew that Zhou Xuan was confident he could cure Old Li completely this time, rather than just giving him another check-up or relieving some of his pain as they had imagined. So they weren't particularly excited.
Zhou Xuan didn't tell anyone, and no one knew. Of course, he didn't want to tell anyone either.
"Hehe, Mr. Li, it's alright, I'll take another look. I'm free anyway!" Zhou Xuan said as he invited Mr. Li upstairs to his room.
As usual, Zhou Xuan didn't want others to see it.
Wei Haihong, thinking himself clever, grabbed another needle and followed, but Zhou Xuan waved his hand and said, "Brother Hong, no need, we don't need the needle this time!"
The old man and Wei Haihong were both stunned. The scenes of treating him in the past were still vivid in their minds. If they didn't use needles, how would they treat him? Wouldn't they need to draw blood?
Old Li, quite familiar with the place, went to the second-floor room where he had been treated. He smiled and asked, "Zhou, do you want me to lie down or what?"
Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Old Li, you can lie down with your back facing up!"
Old Li did as instructed, lying face down on the bed with his back to the ceiling.
Actually, it doesn't matter what position you're in. You have to lie down. Zhou Xuan just doesn't want Lao Li to see him. To be more confident and to make Lao Li feel less uncertain, Zhou Xuan gently placed his left hand on the back of Lao Li's head.
At this moment, Xuan casually released icy energy, which located the seventy-seven pieces of shrapnel in Old Li's body. Each piece of shrapnel was surrounded by icy energy, especially the piece in his brain, where the energy of the icy energy was increased.
Zhou Xuan closed his eyes and exerted force, instantly transforming the shrapnel into gold with his icy energy, almost simultaneously absorbing the gold. Clean, the yellow energy flickered on his left wrist before returning to its original state.
Zhou Xuan used the ice energy to probe Old Li's physical condition again. The previous stimulation had been done, and there were basically no other problems. Now that the shrapnel had been removed, Old Li's body was just like the old man's, and his bodily functions were almost the same as they were twenty years ago!
Old Li almost fell asleep at this moment, feeling incredibly comfortable and relaxed, and was almost unaware that his old ailment had completely disappeared without a trace!
Zhou Xuan withdrew his hand and secretly circulated his ice energy again. The loss was only a tiny bit. He would practice some more that night and probably recover to 90% of his previous state.