The old man looked at Dongfang Yong with great gratitude. He could not say a lot of words of gratitude, but Dongfang Yong would be as loyal as steel from now on.

Mr. Qin nodded, then waved for the old man and Dongfang Yong to go away. Then he stretched out his hand and hung it on the crystal coffin. After a while, his hand shook, and a golden light emerged from his hand.

Mr. Qin pressed his hand on Zhou Ling's forehead

The golden light reached Zhou Ling's forehead and seemed to be sucked in by her forehead.

After a while, Dongfang Yong and the old man clearly felt that Zhou Ling's life breath was gradually increasing.

The old man was so happy that his face turned into chrysanthemums and he smiled

After more than twenty minutes, Mr. Qin took his hand away and took a breath.

Dongfang Yong asked if she hasn't woken up yet, why don't she do it?"

The old man also missed Mr. Qin's reasons, but he didn't think about it all. Instead, he advised Dongfang Yongdao that maybe Mr. Qin is tired, and the young master doesn't have to worry."

Mr. Qin said that when it comes to raising the soul, it is natural to raise it slowly. It is impossible for a horse to cure it. If it is just cured by external force, it may cause irreparable damage to her soul. The only way is to raise it slowly, while giving it to her.

Only by letting her repair the energy can she truly recover."

So that's it

"That means today's work has been completed?" Dongfang Yong asked.

"Yes," Mr. Qin replied.

"Then how long will it take for her to wake up?" Dongfang Yong asked again.

Every question Dongfang Yong had was what the old man wanted to ask. He looked at Dongfang Yong expectantly and then at Mr. Qin.

"I need to treat her once every two days. Based on her current condition, the best effect will be that she will wake up after five treatments," Mr. Qin said.

Once every two days, five treatments. Today, I have been treated once, which means that it will take another eight days. This is too little for the old man who has been guarding Zhou Ling for fifty years and half his life.

"It's too slow," Dongfang Yong said with a pout.

"It's not slow, it's really fast. Thank you so much, Mr. Qin," the old man said.

Mr. Qin waved his hand without looking at him. With a flash of his body, Mr. Qin entered Dongfang Yong's body.

The old man quickly covered the crystal coffin lid for his beloved. Before covering the coffin, he looked at Zhou Ling affectionately, but did not reach out to touch it once.
Chapter completed!