After examining her and finding no serious problems, the doctor prescribed some Chinese patent medicines to relax her muscles and promote blood circulation. Ning An was discharged that very day.
Senior year was a busy time. With less than two months until the college entrance exams, Ning An had no time to waste in the hospital.
Qin Yinhua asked the school for two days off to take Ning An home to rest, then hurried to the office. She was an internal controls manager at a publicly listed company, with a substantial income.
Ning An's father, Ning Kangping, worked in a government department. His rank was neither high nor low—a deputy division-level official—which made him something of a big shot in this small county. Compared with an ordinary family, theirs was quite well-off.
Hidden within Ning An's sea of consciousness, Shi Lan watched her lying on the bed, poring over textbooks and study notes she had not seen in a long time. For a while, she was terribly bored.
Just as the idleness began to make her restless, a flash of inspiration suddenly crossed Shi Lan's mind. Her thoughts stirred, and she began to circulate the recently acquired Divine Refining Scripture: Soul Evolution Chapter.
As the cultivation method circulated, wisps of yin energy seeped out of the void and slowly gathered around her from every direction.
Shi Lan's soul trembled faintly and began to grow stronger, strand by strand. The speed was not as fast as it had been in the Lingyang Realm, but the difference was surprisingly small.
The wisps of yin energy nourished Shi Lan's soul, while a little energy spilled out and seeped into Ning An's body.
Ning An had been lying on the bed, growing increasingly irritable as she worked through problems. Suddenly, her forehead felt