[Period] [Everyday Life] [No Going to the Countryside] [Family Matters] [Self-Serving] [Technical Protagonist] [Chaste Male Lead] [Contrast Character]
When her father faces amputation after a workplace injury, Su Wanxing doesn't cry. She walks up to his hospital bed, her gaze shifting from his injured arm to his face. It's ashen, but... his lips seem a little less cracked than she expected. Is it her imagination?
She reaches out as if to feel her father's forehead, and lightly, quickly brushes her fingertip against the cold sweat at his temple.
A thought stirs.
As she draws back her finger, still damp with her father's sweat, it seems to pass through some invisible barrier. A tiny drop of liquid, smaller than the morning dew, clear and cool, with an extremely faint milky-white glow, silently wells up from her fingertip. She has carefully drawn it from the spring in that strange space she sensed just moments ago.
She gently rubs the moisture onto her father's dry, peeling lower lip.
The liquid sinks in at once.
Almost simultaneously, Su Jianguo's ashen face seems to change in some tiny, almost imperceptible way. It doesn't grow rosy, but the deathly gray pallor fades just a little. On the monitor, his previously faint heartbeat waveform also seems to grow the tiniest bit stronger.
It works!
This spirit spring really works! Even the smallest amount seems to invigorate the body and slow the decline!
The discovery is like a faint spark of lightning, splitting the heaviness in Su Wanxing's heart. But then she begins to think more deeply: if the spirit spring can invigorate the body, perhaps it can also help fight infection and promote healing.
