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When the three of them returned to the clinic, Jiang Xue asked Wu Dong to sit down and examine his wounds. Li Ziruo helped him to bring the medicine box over.

They cut open Wu Dong's back and discovered that the wound wrapped in fresh blood had actually disappeared after cleaning up.

"What's going on?"

Jiang Xue said in disbelief.

Wu Dong waved his hand: "I already said that everything is fine!"

"I'll rest for the night."

He had never told Jiang Xue or Li Ziruo about training before. Li Ziruo had seen his Qi deviation before and had an impression of it, but she did not understand the gist of it.

His words were vague. Jiang Xue wanted to ask but she knew that he wouldn't let go so easily.

Wu Dong patted her shoulder. "It's better if you don't know about some things."

As he said this, Jiang Xue suddenly felt that he did not recognize him.

He had many things that he did not want to say and would not easily say out loud.

This made her very uncomfortable.

At this critical moment, Li Ziruo came over to mediate. "Forget it, let him rest well for the night. We can talk tomorrow if there's anything."

Jiang Xue could only let it go and sleep in the same room as her.

Wu Dong was sleeping in another room.

The three of them returned to their rooms, each with their own thoughts.

Once Wu Dong closed the door, his originally tenacious spirit also relaxed.

When he had just arrived at Shanghai, he had once touched the threshold of the third floor.

He vaguely remembered that after he entered the third level, he even had an uncontrollable murderous aura that almost led to his death a few times.

The experience this time was much more intense than the last time. He knew that entering the third floor was only a matter of time.

He locked the door and confirmed that Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo were fast asleep, then sat cross-legged on the bed and closed her eyes to observe the situation in her body.

The extreme yang energy became more pure, and its mental energy had risen by more than one level.

He breathed in and out, trying her best to deal with the chaotic and complicated breathing and power. With a little effort, he entered a state of forgetfulness. Everything around him fell into emptiness, and only the strong spiritual energy became more and more apparent … Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo were not fully asleep yet as they slept on the bed with their backs to each other, each thinking about something.

That day, Wu Dong attended the funeral with Xiao Wen and the two of them were the only ones left in the clinic.

Jiang Xue knew that sooner or later she would have to face the past of Li Ziruo and Wu Dong, and she actually calmly and peacefully sat down and had a nice chat with Li Ziruo.

Since the moment Jiang Xue appeared, she no longer avoided him, and had long anticipated that she could have a good chat with him.

She slowly narrated the process of how she met Wu Dong.

Only now did Jiang Xue realize that the matter was not as simple as she had imagined.

If it was really like what Li Ziruo had said, then she would look more like the person standing in the middle.

Wu Dong had always kept everything on him in order to protect her.

The two of them were able to sit down and chat calmly. In fact, they had already expressed their attitudes towards each other, as they did not want to give up on Wu Dong.

No one had expected such a situation.

Jiang Xue proposed an idea. After the conversation had ended, the two would form sisters and separate them from each other. At the same time, they would distance themselves from Wu Dong and see who Wu Dong would choose in the end.

Jiang Xue had her own little thoughts, she always believed that Wu Dong had feelings for her.

But after just one day, her views wavered.

She didn't completely understand Wu Dong, would he really choose to challenge his in the end?

Li Ziruo, who was sleeping beside her, also thought the same.

However, what she thought about was that Wu Dong's feelings for the two of them were sincere, and it was a natural way of expressing it.

According to his kind and kind personality, would he really make a choice?

There were some who slept soundly tonight, but there were also those who were wild with joy.

Wu Dong circulated his Qi until the latter half of the night, and the Spirit Force in his body suddenly erupted with intense light.

This kind of light could only be seen by cultivators through their senses, but Wu Dong still felt that he was blinded by the light so much that he could not open his eyes.

After a few minutes, or perhaps a few hours, the surging spiritual force gradually calmed down and hid itself in every part of his body.

The moment he thought about it, the power would come.

Wu Dong slowly opened his eyes, stood up and stretched his limbs. Then, he pushed open the window and allowed the sweet night breeze in.

He felt refreshed and full of energy.

He looked back at a cup on the table, and an idea came to him, letting the cup fly by itself.

Spirit power followed his thoughts as the porcelain cup slowly floated up and flew towards Wu Dong.

Wu Dong had never been so excited before, he could not help but extend his fist, but the cup flew halfway, suddenly fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.

He tried a few more times and found that it wasn't a question of whether or not he was familiar with the technique, but how much spiritual power it required.

He could change the direction of the bullets and turn the arrows around at a critical moment, which would consume a lot of his psychic power.

In other words, it was a teleportation skill. Even though it was strong, it required a cooldown.

This slightly hurt Wu Dong's confidence. After expending so much effort, to obtain such a skill, it seemed like it was not worth it.

Next, he would have to look at the Chen family's secret manuals. Only then would he be able to continue to improve.

The next day, Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo woke up very early.

Because the delivery truck had already stopped at the entrance early in the morning, the workers who were moving the supplies had already brought down boxes after boxes of medicine and medical equipment, piling them up in front of the clinic.

It would take a few more days for these things to settle down.

Wu Dong rested for the entire night, and his spirit was completely restored.

Jiang Xue and Li Ziruo both had their own thoughts, and didn't say a word.

Wu Dong worked hard, but was too busy to chat with them.

After tossing and turning for the better part of the day, most of the things at the door had been cleaned up.

When the two weren't paying attention, Wu Dong quickly escaped.

He really couldn't sit still any longer. There were two girls working in the clinic, so he was busy taking time off to take a look around.

He jumped onto the Dodge that was driven away from Chen Wen's place last night, stopped the car by the side of the road, and called the trailer to take the car to the Chen family's residence.

He did not plan to keep the car. Firstly, it was too ostentatious and secondly, he wanted to owe Chen Wen a favor.

He wondered if this brat's personality had changed after teaching him a lesson last night.

He dismissed the trailer, not caring about it.

In the days he had been in the Shanghai, he had not taken a good stroll.

Breaking through the third level last night had greatly improved his mood today.

He walked down the street with his hands in his pockets, occasionally buying a snack to try.

After strolling for an hour, he felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction.

It was as if he could put all the matters of the mortal world behind him.

As he was walking along the roadside, someone suddenly called out to him from behind. "Brother Wu!"

Wu Dong turned his head around and saw a young girl carrying a picture folder standing behind him.

The young girl was 18. He was nine years old, with a round face and big eyes, chocolate colored hair that fell onto his shoulders, wearing a white T-shirt, grey nine-piece bell-bottoms, and a pair of ancient seashells.

The T-shirt was tied up in the waist of his pants, and he was dressed to the point where he looked like an old man again. He looked three parts old and three parts mischievous.

Wu Dong vaguely remembered her, but he couldn't remember if he had seen her from that place.

The young girl's bright red lips curved upwards, revealing a sweet smile, "You don't recognize me? We had dinner together. "

Wu Dong suddenly realised, he had met this girl twice before.

It was still on the back hill outside Newport.

He was familiar with an old man on the mountain who seemed like an expert from another world. This young girl was the old man's granddaughter, and he had already forgotten her name.

"Yiru."

The girl reminded him, "Sun Yirou."

"Ethel!"

Wu Dong smiled, "I remember, I remember, of course I remember."

"I clearly forgot."

Sun Yiru rolled her eyes and acted coquettishly.