Director Xiao saw Tang Jianyun walking out of the investigation room and said to Xia Ke'er, "Xia Ke'er, follow Li Xiaoqiang. If he needs any help, call me immediately."
Xia Ke'er nodded and replied, "Okay, Director Xiao, I'm going now."
As Li Xiaoqiang had just sat inside Liang Bowen's sedan, Xia Ke'er, gasping for breath, ran up to the car window and said, "Director Xiao asked me to follow you first."
Li Xiaoqiang looked at Liang Bowen, who was eager to save his wife, and quickly said, "Hurry up and get in!"
So, Xia Ke'er and Li Xiaoqiang sat together in the backseat, and only then did Li Xiaoqiang observe Xia Ke'er closely. Xia Ke'er was gentle, unlike the fierce and unapproachable policewomen described in novels.
On the contrary, Xia Ke'er was exactly as her name suggested: obedient and adorable, with a face that could belong in a comic book, capable of melting any man's solid arms!
In the car, Liang Bowen had already told him about his wife's situation. She had gone out to buy groceries at noon today and accidentally stepped on a watermelon peel, causing her to fall.
The bad thing was that she hit her head on a flower stand. Although she had been resuscitated at City Hospital, she had fallen into a coma.
According to the neurology specialist, if she did not wake up within twelve hours, she might very well become vegetative.
In such a situation, Liang Bowen immediately recalled what Li Xiaoqiang had said and rushed to the police station to ask Li Xiaoqiang for help.
As the three approached the VIP room, by then, many people had come to visit Liang Bowen's wife. Li Xiaoqiang used his Mysterious Spirit Eye, and was startled to see that among these people, the one with the least wealth owned over ten million.
The three-dimensional Mysterious Fate Technique includes Destiny Method, Taiyin Method, and Combat Method.
Even though Li Xiaoqiang could only access the Destiny Method right now, the old monk in his dream had explained that Rong Yun was crucial for his later cultivation of the Combat Method.
As one might expect, Rong Yun was not only special but also greatly beneficial for the future Li Xiaoqiang.
The middle-aged man in a military uniform was all business, never one to smile unnecessarily.
Before, Li Xiaoqiang could only see these high-profile figures on television. Yet today, he was meeting them in person. Just one day had passed, but his destiny had undergone a dramatic transformation—such is fate!
When these important figures saw Liang Bowen, they all smiled. However, when they saw Li Xiaoqiang, they were puzzled. Li Xiaoqiang was wearing a white T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers—the kind of clothes you'd find at a street stall, utterly ordinary. Yet, Liang Bowen was treating him as an honored guest. Who exactly was this kid?
Li Xiaoqiang entered the patient's room, where two nurses stood guard, and the countertop was laden with expensive health supplements. The strong smell of medicine wafted into his nostrils. A middle-aged woman lay on the bed, her appearance still elegant and noble even with her eyes closed, as she was supported by an oxygen supply.
Li Xiaoqiang walked over to her, placed his hands on her forehead, and Liang Bowen, with trembling hands, stared at him and whispered softly, "Li, how is it?"
When Li Xiaoqiang looked up, he saw the high-profile figures had gathered around. He whispered, "Please, everyone step outside for a moment!"
Liang Bowen quickly gestured apologetically for the others to leave. Once they had gone, he closed the door, came over to Li Xiaoqiang, and asked, "How is it?"
Li Xiaoqiang whispered softly, "Unless there is an accident, I should be able to manage the condition, but..."
Liang Bowen quickly said, "Li, as long as you can wake my wife up, money is no object."
Li Xiaoqiang nodded slightly upon hearing this; he was relieved. The old monk in his dream had said that karma was very important to their Mysterious Buddha Sect—if he treated her for free, another's disaster would befall him.
But if money exchanged hands, it was different. He would be acting as a conduit to avert disaster for others, which would not disturb his own fortune.
The disciples of the Mysterious Buddha Sect could see others' fate but could not discern their own, only make approximate guesses.
Li Xiaoqiang sent tiny blue streams of energy into her brain, knowing that once used each day, the blue streams would be depleted until they were replenished the next day.
Now, Liang Bowen's wife had to wake up within the day. Li Xiaoqiang had to be conservative, careful, cautious—if a single mistake occurred, he, Li Xiaoqiang, would be doomed.
Imagine if Li Xiaoqiang failed to cure Liang Bowen's wife; she would definitely vent all her frustrations on him. For someone with no background like Li Xiaoqiang, there was only one outcome.
Death!
Li Xiaoqiang was walking a tightrope, a dangerous game; if he lost, not only he but also his family would suffer the consequences.
At this moment, Li Xiaoqiang was extremely nervous. He felt his jeans trembling on his legs, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his mind was highly focused and tense.
Seeing Li Xiaoqiang's state, sweat also streamed down Liang Bowen's forehead. His hand trembled so much that he could hardly hold on to the wet towel to wipe Li Xiaoqiang's sweat.
In the room, both men felt as if the whole world had fallen silent.
As time passed, moment by moment, Li Xiaoqiang's whole T-shirt had already been soaked with sweat, and Li Xiaoqiang had never felt so exhausted before.
When Li Xiaoqiang saw that the blue airflow in his body was only the size of a pen tip, he became panicked and his hand pressing on the other's temple began to tremble. Liang Bowen's heart skipped a beat and he quickly supported Li Xiaoqiang's hand, yet as their hands clenched together, the trembling only intensified.
Finally, the last trace of blue airflow entered the other's mind, and Li Xiaoqiang collapsed to the ground, paralyzed. Had he failed?
No!
Impossible!
The Destiny Method stated that the last trace of blue airflow was the most effective!
Liang Bowen's eyes never blinked as he stared intensely at his wife, motionless, hoping for a miracle. When he saw his wife's eyelashes flutter, he sat down hard on the floor and smiled at Li Xiaoqiang, saying, "Success... Success."
When Li Xiaoqiang heard the word "success", his body went limp, his eyes closed, and he fainted, collapsing to the floor. The moment he lay down, he felt every pore of his body breathing intensely, like a parched dune finally touched by sweet rain.
When Li Xiaoqiang woke up, he was lying on a hospital bed with Xia Ke'er sitting beside him. Seeing Li Xiaoqiang awake, Xia Ke'er said eagerly, "Oh, you're finally awake."
Li Xiaoqiang rubbed his temples and asked, "Is the principal's wife awake?"
Xia Ke'er fetched a cup of water from the dispenser and handed it to Li Xiaoqiang, "Here, drink some water first. The doctor said you fainted from overexertion. She has already woken up. During this time, Principal Liang has visited you a few times. I've seen the way he looks at you; he seems to admire you a lot."
Li Xiaoqiang gulped down the water, and just as he was getting out of bed, Liang Bowen walked in, followed by that senior military officer. Upon seeing Li Xiaoqiang awake, Liang Bowen ran over with a smile.
He grabbed Li Hao's hand and said, "Li, thank you so much. Here's my phone number, remember it, and call me if you ever need anything at school."
Li Hao did not take it amiss and memorized Liang Bowen's phone number.
Liang Bowen took a briefcase from the officer and handed it to Li Xiaoqiang, "Li, you saved my wife's life, which means you saved my whole family. Here's 500,000 yuan for you, is that enough?"
"500,000 yuan?"
Li Xiaoqiang staggered, feeling light as if he had stepped on clouds.
Liang Bowen, thinking it was not enough, quickly said, "Li, I don't have more money on me right now, but how about I give you another 200,000 yuan tomorrow?"
Li Xiaoqiang found it hard to breathe, thinking, are you broke only in the sense that you only have money left?
Li Xiaoqiang quickly shook his head and said, "Principal, no, 500,000 yuan is too much. We have a standard rate in our profession, and taking too much can cause problems. I'll take only half of the 500,000 yuan. Please take the rest back!"
Liang Bowen frowned at this response, puzzled, "Li, this is what you deserve, don't be shy."
Li Xiaoqiang insisted, "Principal, I really can't take more, otherwise, you'll be harming me. If it weren't for the prohibitions of my sect, I would have treated Madam Lin for free."
Hearing this, Liang Bowen nodded, "Alright then! Let's consider that I owe you a huge favor, Liang Bowen."
After saying this, Liang Bowen took out twenty-five bundles of cash from the briefcase and handed the remaining 250,000 yuan to Li Xiaoqiang, "Li, Tang Jianyun is waiting for you in the lounge, he wants to apologize to you."
Li Xiaoqiang pondered briefly and said, "Principal, just tell him I've gone. I really don't want to see them right now."
Liang Bowen nodded at this response, "Alright, it's getting late. You should stay at the hotel outside the hospital tonight, I'll cover the expenses."
Li Xiaoqiang glanced at Xia Ke'er and smiled, "Principal, no need, I'll take Xia Ke'er home."
Soon, the two walked out, while Liang Bowen and the military officer stood in the hallway. Liang Bowen watched Li Xiaoqiang's departing figure and asked, "What do you think of him?"
The middle-aged officer frowned and said firmly, "This young man is unfathomable! Courageous! Not greedy for money! Principled! His future is limitless!"
The officer's words were powerful and devoid of any emotion, like a robot.
Liang Bowen nodded slightly, "He is indeed a promising young man!"
Admiration filled Liang Bowen's eyes.
At nine o'clock in the evening, the night shift was changing, and the elevator was crowded with people. Li Xiaoqiang and Xia Ke'er squeezed into it as well.
Xia Ke'er stood right in front of Li Xiaoqiang, her height reaching just to his nose. Li Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, filled with her fragrant scent.