Chapter 965 — Are You a Member of the Sun Family?
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Uncle Qing had lain abed long enough. The moment his organs were mended, he slowly came to. Seeing Wei Zhao before the bed, he was briefly taken aback, then said urgently, "Mr. Lin, go save the young lady and Xiaoshu at once! They have been taken!"
"Ha, they have already been rescued," Wei Zhao said with a smile. He had not expected Uncle Qing to be so loyal—to have sacrificed himself for Yaoyao and Xiaoshu, and then upon waking, his first words were still a plea to save them!
"Phew..." Uncle Qing let out a long breath. "Good, good! Mr. Lin, was it you who saved me? Of course—it must have been. Here I am asking what I already know! Thank you!"
"Ha, Uncle Qing, that is no way to talk. We are not strangers, and you were hurt on Yaoyao's and Xiaoshu's account. How could I leave you to it?" Wei Zhao smiled as though it were nothing. He did not count healing Uncle Qing's wounds as any great merit.
"For so great a kindness, words of thanks are not enough!" Uncle Qing nodded. "By the way, Mr. Lin..."
"Call me Xiaoyi. Uncle Chu does," Wei Zhao said, cutting him off.
"Very well, then, Xiaoyi it shall be." Uncle Qing hesitated a moment, then agreed. "Xiaoyi, I have long wondered—that your true qi can actually be used to heal another. You should know that except among brothers of the same school, whose true qi may be used on one another, when it comes from someone not of one's own school, true qi does no good to the recipient—it only does harm!"
"I know," Wei Zhao said. "But I am rather a special case." He was well aware of what Uncle Qing meant: once a different strain of true qi entered the body of an internal-school expert, a great deal more true qi had to be expended to refine it away—otherwise it could even put one's life at risk. That was precisely why Wei Zhao had driven his own energy into the Medicine King's body without first converting it through the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art; such true qi, far from serving the Medicine King, would only have made his injuries worse.
"Hmm... are you from the Sun family?" Qing Bo hesitated for a moment, then asked.
"The Sun family? Which Sun family?" Wei Zhao was slightly taken aback.
"Aren't you..." Seeing Wei Zhao's stunned expression, Qing Bo knew he had guessed wrong, and shook his head. "Right. The Sun family couldn't possibly heal so many people at once. Their true qi can only serve one person, or a few at most..."
"What do you mean by that?" Wei Zhao was beginning to take an interest. "Qing Bo, are you saying that this Sun family of yours has the same ability as mine?"
It was the first time Wei Zhao had ever heard that another clan possessed a power like his, one that could use true qi to repair another's injuries.
"You could put it that way." Qing Bo nodded, a look of reminiscence coming into his eyes. "In the martial world there are internal schools and external schools, but there are also healing clans and injury-mending clans. These two kinds of clans are, in fact, support-type clans, much like the doctors and priests in online games. In fact, many of the ideas in today's online games come from the legends of these clans..."