Chapter 1210 — What Was Overlooked
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"If you hadn't brought that up, I'd have nearly forgotten it myself!" Old Man Wei's expression turned grave. "That is absolutely impossible! Your present true qi does her body only harm, never good! So think carefully — the last time she woke, was there something else that happened as well? The true qi should have been useless. You may well have been misled!"
"Misled?" Wei Zhao was slightly taken aback. He carefully replayed the scene: Xiaoxiao collapsed, he carried her to the bed, then he circulated the Xuanyuan Dragon-Taming Art, and before long she woke. That was the whole of it — nothing else had happened!
"Yes, I believe you were misled," Old Man Wei said with certainty. "I have studied this ailment far longer than you have. I do not know what the true cause is, but it was absolutely not your true qi!"
"Mm... I truly cannot think of anything!" At that moment Wei Zhao was in torment — success was right before his eyes, and yet he could not lay hold of the thread. He knew he must have overlooked something. But what, exactly, had he overlooked?
"That I cannot help you with; you must rely on your own memory," Old Man Wei said mildly. "Though, if I may ask something beside the point — you seem to care a great deal whether this Feng Xiaoxiao lives or dies?"
"Mm... she is my girlfriend," Wei Zhao said with certainty.
"Oh?" After hearing Wei Zhao's words, that "oh" carried a distinctly odd note; yet the old man said nothing of it, only, "Then good luck to you."
Wei Zhao hung up, his mind a tangled skein. Old Man Wei's information had been useful — it had given him a fairly detailed picture of what was going on inside Feng Xiaoxiao's body — and yet it was of no use whatsoever; it could not help the present situation in the least.
"Well? Does Elder Lin have a way?" The moment Wei Zhao hung up, Feng Tianlong asked anxiously. In truth he had already guessed the answer from Wei Zhao's disappointed, anxious expression, but he refused to give up, and clinging to the thinnest of hopes, he asked anyway.
Wei Zhao shook his head slightly. There was no need to deceive Feng Tianlong in such a matter; Feng Xiaoxiao stood at the threshold of life and death, and a lie was utterly meaningless — it would only let Feng Tianlong's hope curdle into a deeper disappointment.
Feng Tianlong sighed bleakly. He had, in fact, foreseen this outcome long ago.
"Uncle Feng, let me think a while longer..." Wei Zhao waved a hand, signaling Feng Tianlong not to be impatient. What he was turning over was how he had brought Feng Xiaoxiao around that day in the Yanjing hotel.
Feng Tianlong nodded and watched him tensely.
Wei Zhao closed his eyes and carefully replayed the scene — but think as he might, he could find nothing out of the ordinary in it.
"Elder Jiao, help me remember — that day in the Yanjing hotel, what happened, before and after? Think it through for me, from beginning to end, not a single detail left out!" Wei Zhao appealed to Elder Jiao.
"Mm... very well." Jiao Yazi thought a moment, then said, "That day Feng Xiaoxiao went to take a shower, and you waited for her in the room. After a long while with no sound at all, you went to check and found her unconscious in the bathroom, so you picked her up, and then you felt her chest..."
"Huh?" Wei Zhao's face flushed scarlet at once. "Elder Jiao, let us not bring that up — it was not intentional..."
"Did you not tell me not to leave out a single detail?" Jiao Yazi snorted.
"Uh... fine, go on!" Wei Zhao set aside his embarrassment; at a time like this, recalling the details mattered most.
"Then you discovered that, and you nearly flung Feng Xiaoxiao away, and you got your arm cut on the door latch, and then you carried Feng Xiaoxiao to the bed to treat her..." Jiao Yazi recounted carefully.