"If that Yi Yi gets hungry..." Yan Quan said cautiously.
Ding Huanchui explained, "Yi Yi only needs to be fed nutrition solution once every three days. She doesn't need to eat at the moment. All the nutrition solution is placed inside here, and I will feed her later."
Seeing Yan Quan still look hesitant, Qu Yonghe hurriedly said, "Okay, let's listen to Mr. Ding."
After saying that, he also took the initiative to pull Yan Quan away.
Ding Huanchui wasn't very confident in Qu Yi. He would like to watch Qu Yi practice here, and if there were any emergency situations, he could also deal with them in a timely manner.
Also, he knows that now is the most important time for Qu Yi to recover. With so many people coming and going, even if there are no noises, it won't be too good.
At this moment, Qu Yi seems like a delicate porcelain shard that shatters at the slightest touch. What she needs is not careful attention, but extreme tranquility.
Looking at Qu Yi lying quietly on the bed, Ding Huanchui made a silent resolution to make sure Qu Yi recovers no matter what.
Having not slept well for several days, and with his spirit slipping, Ding Huanchui felt an overwhelming sense of fatigue.
He did not rest but instead began to practice the Luo Shi Jing.
In no time, two days had passed. When Ding Huanchui woke up from his meditative state, he found that Qu Yi's breath had strengthened significantly compared to before.
He immediately went forward to check the situation.
"Are you the doctor who saved me?" Qu Yi's voice was almost inaudible.
Ding Huanchui is a Level 2 Genetic Cultivator, and he can still hear clearly.
He hummed and said, "Don't worry. Just rest and recover, and your injuries will heal soon."
"My eyesight has gone. " There was a note of fear and unease in Qu Yi's tone.
"Believe me, I will show you the beauty of this world." Ding Huanchui spoke softly.
"Hmm." Qu Yi's breathing immediately became steady.
Ding Huanchui's words echoed deeply within her, resonating with her on a profound, emotional level.
When people's living conditions are harsh, always on the edge of life and death, morality becomes fragile, evil, oppression, and killing can be seen everywhere, and people don't trust each other...
Qu Yi always believed that there is still beauty in this world, as long as one puts their heart into it, they can feel it.
Those warriors who fought to the death to protect human cities, battling with genetic beasts, and fighting with bloodshed.
Those scholars who worked day and night to study survival genes for humans, making them stronger.
Those students who worked hard to enter one of the ten academies of Blue Star, and then contributed to the protection of Earth.
She had heard that the student mortality rate at the Ten Great Academies of Blue Star exceeded fifty percent, yet there were always countless people who wanted to enter.
They may want to become strong, but more people should share her thoughts, becoming strong and then protecting Earth and humanity.
Also, after the environment mutated, that streak of blood-red sunset visible every day before the setting of the sun...
These are the beauties she considers, the beauty of the world as she sees it.
After giving Qu Yi a nutrient liquid, Ding Huanchui took out the Genetic Cultivator's Root Gene Medicine.
He took a deep breath and said, "Qu Yi, this is a very important potion for you. Don't disturb your thoughts. Drink this potion."
Qu Yi drank the potion from Ding Huanchui's hand very obediently.
If she were at Ruiqi Hospital, she wouldn't believe that anything was important or unimportant to her because she knew that she was about to die.
Now she clearly feels that her physical abilities are slowly recovering and getting better.
Half an hour later, Ding Huanchui asked in a low voice, "Qu Yi, how do you feel?"
"There are warm streams penetrating my whole body, and I seem to feel lighter." Qu Yi said.
Ding Huanchui clenched his fist. This was the sign of a gene spiritual root formation. Qu Yi's reaction seemed a bit weak, which means she couldn't generate a gene spiritual root?
At this moment, he heard Qu Yi emit a painful groan, followed by cold sweat appearing on her forehead.
"I feel like I'm being burned by fire, my whole body is in the flames. These flames are burning inside my body... " Qu Yi's voice was stilted, as if she might disappear at any moment.
"Don't worry, this is a normal phenomenon, just bear with it." Ding Huanchui comforted from the side.
He was very uneasy in his heart. The first thing he didn't know if the spiritual root gene created from Qu Yi's eyebrow blood could be used.
Secondly, he also didn't know if Qu Yi could fuse with other spiritual root genes after the fusion failure.
"Hmm." Qu Yi bore down on the terrifying pain, her hand grabbing firmly onto Ding Huanchui's wrist.
Despite Qu Yi having been on the brink of death for over a week, her body was so weak that one could blow her away with a gentle breeze. Under the scorching flame that seemed to burn her from the inside out, she unleashed a fierce survival instinct.
Ding Huanchui's wrist was bitten by her nails, and blood flowed out.
It took two whole hours before Qu Yi finally drifted off to sleep slowly.
Ding Huanchui breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that the most difficult time had passed. As for whether Qu Yi had generated a spiritual root gene, he would have to wait until tomorrow to find out after practicing the Luo Shi Jing.
"Are you Mr. Ding?" Qu Yi's weak voice startled Ding Huanchui who was lying beside the bed.
Ding Huanchui felt a bit guilty; he had actually fallen asleep beside the bed.
"It's me. You can rest assured, I will definitely make you better." Ding Huanchui gently patted Qu Yi's hand.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ding... " Qu Yi's voice trembled.
She didn't want Qu Fei to call Mr. Ding, but they still called him over.
Mr. Ding is in great danger now. The Gene Union is still after him, and if he appears here, he will be caught by the Gene Union, and there will be no way for him to escape.
She felt that she had probably bitten through Mr. Ding's wrist yesterday. She carefully grabbed Mr. Ding's hand and gently rubbed his wrist. There were no signs of injury, which made her feel somewhat relieved.
"No, I'm sorry to you, I didn't take good care of you."
Mr. Ding was truly feeling guilty from the bottom of his heart. He had thought that by killing those two people who collected Qu Yi's information and destroying the notebook, Qu Yi would be fine.
In fact, Qu Yi was almost going to die in Pu Hai.
Qu Yi's nose felt a little sore, and she stared blankly at Ding Huanchui.
Even if her eyes were empty and she couldn't see anything, she still wanted to ask Ding Huanchui why he was being so kind to her.
She was not a girl who is so beautiful that one can't take their eyes off her, nor does she have any special advantages.
"Qu Yi, now that you're following me to practice, the cultivation method I practice is called the Luo Shi Jing..." Ding Huanchui didn't give Qu Yi much time to think. He was eager to find out if Qu Yi's spiritual root gene had formed.
Qu Yi nodded forcefully.
Ding Huanchui began teaching Qu Yi about the concepts of meridian, pulse, and the circulation of qi.
Fortunately, Qu Yi was a student at Qinghe University and had already systematically learned about the various acupoints and meridians of the human body.
Now, Ding Huanchui only needs to slightly remind her, and she will understand, saving her from many embarrassing questions.
For Ding Huanchui, Qu Yi was the most important person in his life, but not his lover.
Some actions can be avoided, and must be avoided.
As Qu Yi's first meridian began to operate, a faint warm stream rose in her dantian. Qu Yi excitedly said, "Mr. Ding, I feel a trace of heat remaining in my dantian..."
"And what happens next?" Ding Huanchui's voice was more excited.
"After the second meridian rotation, that trace of Qi seems to have grown stronger," Qu Yi said.
"Okay, don't practice for now. Wait for me to teach you the entire Luo Shi Jing." Ding Huanchui sighed with relief. It's the most important thing for Qu Yi to generate a spiritual root gene.
Qu Yi has an excellent memory. It only took Ding Huanchui an hour to teach her the Luo Shi Jing, which included some explanation time.
"Qu Yi, it might not be easy to advance in the Luo Shi Jing. I'm just starting my own cultivation with this method. This technique is very precious; don't pass it on to others."
Ding Huanchui instructed seriously.
He was well aware that even if Qu Yi passed it on, no one would be able to cultivate with it.
It's because the Luo Shi Jing is too crucial; he didn't want Qu Yi to pass it on and cause unnecessary trouble.
"Hmm, if anyone asks me, I won't say anything," Qu Yi nodded. She believes that the Luo Shi Jing is Ding Huanchui's thing, and Ding Huanchui has told her not to say anything, so she won't say anything.
"If someone else asks you for sure, then you should teach them another cultivation method. This method is called the Qian Luo Gene Secret, which is the way I've taught three students at Yujiang University to cultivate."
I also taught them a martial art called Basic Long Fist. In the future, if you have the opportunity, you can go to Dahan Yi Academy and look for Fang Chong. Let Fang Chong pass on the Basic Long Fist to you."
Ding Huanchui planned to pass on the Qian Luo Gene Secret to Qu Yi as well. Basic Long Fist needs to be learned while practicing, and at this moment, Qu Yi was obviously not suitable to learn it.
Hearing Ding Huanchui's words, Qu Yi was momentarily stunned.
Qu Yi thought that the cultivation method Ding Huanchui had given her before was the same as the one taught to three students at Yujiang University. Now she knows that what Ding Huanchui had given her was much more precious than that.
"Mr. Ding, why did you...?" Qu Yi couldn't help but ask Ding Huanchui.
She really doesn't know Mr. Ding, but the care and dedication he has shown her are more profound than that of a lover.
This gave her a sense of deception in her heart, as if Mr. Ding, her long-lost lover, had come today.
"Don't speak, try to remember the Qian Luo Gene Secret I have imparted to you." Ding Huanchui's voice came, preventing Qu Yi from asking further questions.
Qu Yi tried to push aside her tumultuous emotions and began to memorize the Qian Luo Gene Secret.
It was another hour before Qu Yi said, "Ding... Big Brother, I have remembered it all."
She felt that she shouldn't call Ding Huanchui "teacher," as doing so would seemingly create a distance between her and Ding Huanchui.
"Good, next, I will impart to you some minor arts, including wind blade technique, fireball technique, wind control technique, dust removal technique..."
"These arts, you just need to memorize them, mainly the use of internal energy. There are incantations, hand gestures, etc. that will come in handy when you become a level one gene cultivator," Ding Huanchui continued.
Art? Qu Yi was momentarily stunned. She understood and accepted gene cultivation because it is not a secret on Earth.
Art? It seemed to have a mythical quality to it. She hadn't heard of anyone who could use arts.
At this moment, Ding Huanchui's voice and explanation have come, and she can only concentrate and try to memorize.
She had a premonition that Ding Huanchui seemed to want to impart everything he knows to her, and then leave her.
This thought made her feel apprehensive and uneasy. In just a few days, she had developed a deep dependence on Ding Huanchui in the deepest part of her heart.
She didn't want Ding Huanchui to leave, but she couldn't say it out loud.
