C11 Dean

Sun Yingyi bit her lower lip unwillingly.

It was not easy for her to enter the Imperial Hospital. It was not easy for her to have a chance to save her mother. Could it be that all her previous efforts were for naught?

The child in her arms suddenly stopped crying and laid on her body, not moving at all.

Sun Yingyi patted him, but she still could not get a response.

No, she could not sit and wait for death.

Xiaolin was busy outside. The fire seemed to be getting bigger and bigger, but Sun Yingyi still did not come out.

She handed the water in her hand to the owner of the room to continue the fire, then ran to the school to find someone to help. However, she bumped into the dean on the way.

After the dean heard this, his expression changed drastically. He hurriedly followed Xiaolin to the place where the fire had started.

The fire was getting fiercer and fiercer.

Just as the dean was about to reach the burning house, a dazzling light suddenly flashed.

The wooden door was broken open, and in the middle of the thick smoke, pieces of debris fell down. The raging flames had gradually weakened, and the air was filled with a pungent smell.

Xiaolin and the dean were both shocked. Before they could react, they saw a blue figure walking out from the ruins.

Sun Yingyi held the unconscious child in her arms and supported the wall, panting heavily.

Xiaolin quickly ran up and supported Sun Yingyi's weak body. "Xiaoliu, hang in there. I'll take you out immediately."

The woman who went to fetch water saw the child in Sun Yingyi's hands and ran over anxiously. Her eyes were filled with tears. "Thank you, thank you… Thank you so much!"

Not far away, the dean looked at the scene in front of him and thoughtfully stroked his beard. He walked forward and said, "Xiaolin, bring her to my room and wait for her."

Xiaolin looked at the dean in surprise and then looked at Sun Yingyi, who was about to faint, and said, "This..."

The dean handed the pill to Xiaolin and looked at the woman behind him. He said to Xiaolin, "This is a medicine that helps to recover physical strength. Give it to him first. I still need to check on the child's condition. I'll go back right away."

Feeling the weakness of the person beside him, Xiaolin did not ask much and nodded.

...

"Qingwan, save me..."

A voice echoed in her dreams. Sun Yingyi's face was pale.

Seeing her frowning brows, Xiaolin anxiously looked outside and saw a familiar figure walking over. He heaved a sigh of relief.

"It's good that the situation has stabilized." The dean looked at Sun Yingyi's condition and said, "Probably just having nightmares."

Xiaolin heaved a sigh of relief. "Where's the child?"

"It's fine." The dean closed his eyes as if he was tired. "That woman was also a proud student of the Imperial Hospital, but her parents died in an accident, leaving behind a three-year-old brother. I saw that she was not in a good mood after that, so I allowed her to suspend her studies."

Xiaolin nodded and suddenly remembered something. "Oh right, that light just now..."

If she remembered correctly, it was probably the Spiritual Force.

Although she did not have a Spiritual Pulse, she had seen the disciples of the Imperial Hospital use the Spiritual Force to refine pills, so she remembered it clearly.

"It should be this child's." The dean looked at Sun Yingyi, who was tightly frowning on the bed, and said with a complicated look in his eyes.

When he first met Sun Yingyi, he did not feel anything strange about her. She was just an ordinary person who was pretending to be a man.

Logically speaking, only people with extremely high cultivation could hide the Spiritual Force on their bodies.

And those who had Spiritual Force were definitely born with it.

It was not that he had never seen geniuses, but he had never seen someone as young as Sun Yingyi.

Could it be that...

The dean looked at Sun Yingyi thoughtfully.

He had heard that those who acquired the Spiritual Force after the day of birth.

This kind of person could only obtain the Spiritual Force through one method, and that was to let others transfer their Spiritual Force to them.

However, there were not many people who did this.

Firstly, in this world where the strong preyed on the weak, no one was willing to give something beneficial to others for free. Secondly, doing this would be extremely risky for both the person who used the Spiritual Force and the person who received the Spiritual Force.

He did not know if Sun Yingyi had such an experience before.

If that was the case, she had probably encountered an extremely dangerous moment.

"Qingwan, save me..."

The girl's voice echoed in his dreams.

The flames collided with each other and produced a sizzling sound.

Sun Yingyi and Sun Wenying were feeding the fish by the pond, so they did not notice anything strange.

It was only when a burning smell spread out that Sun Yingyi realized that black smoke was coming out of the neighbor's house, as if it was going to devour the entire house.

She threw away the fish in her hand and ran towards the other side. Sun Wenying followed behind her. When they pushed open the rusty iron door, the entire courtyard was enveloped in black smoke.

Sun Yingyi tried to use her hands to push away the smoke, but the pungent smell and the blinding smoke blocked her path.

At that time, Sun Wenying was only at the third level of cultivation. He used all his strength to prevent the fire from spreading, but he was still lacking in strength.

Coincidentally, a few people went out to look at the scene, and they were all in a panic.

Sun Yingyi did not think too much about it and called for their help.

After a long time, when the fire gradually weakened, Sun Yingyi rushed into the house without caring about her own safety.

Seeing the black smoke that Sun Yingyi had disappeared into, Sun Wenying panicked and chased after her.

"Xiaoyu!" Sun Yingyi squinted her eyes. She could not see anything, so she did not know where the strength came from. She quickly walked forward. She had knocked into the wall countless times, but she did not care. She just wanted to find the person who was still trapped inside.

"Soong Xiaoyu, where are you?" Sun Yingyi shouted loudly, but her head was getting heavier and heavier. She held onto the wall and lowered her body to cough a few times, planning to continue looking for Soong Xiaoyu.

“Qingwan, over here!” Sun Wenying pulled Sun Yingyi over and ran in the opposite direction.

“Brother, Xiaoyu…”

“I have a way.” Sun Wenying quickened his pace as he used the Spiritual Force to remove the obstacles in front of him.

Sun Yingyi looked at him and frowned worriedly. “Brother, are you alright?”

Sun Wenying was only at the third level of cultivation, and he was also weak and sick. If this continued, he would exhaust his strength.

“Stop arguing.” Sun Wenying did not even turn his head as he continued to increase the strength of his hand.

The fire gradually weakened and the smoke dispersed.

“Qingwan…”

The room was lit up by the light of the fire. Soong Xiaoyu lay on the ground, sweating profusely. Her eyes were half-opened and her consciousness was starting to blur.

“Xiaoyu!” Sun Yingyi heard the sound and rushed over to Soong Xiaoyu who had fainted on the ground. “Xiaoyu, wake up!”

Soong Xiaoyu coughed lightly and said weakly, “Qingwan, quickly... Hurry up and go out...”

“You have to hold on!” Sun Yingyi carried her on his back and whispered into her ear, “Dad...”

“Your dad is still in the house?” Sun Wenying frowned and said to Sun Yingyi, “I’ll go over there and take a look. Hurry up and go out!”

Sun Yingyi knew that if she continued to stay, she would only be a burden. She nodded and brought Soong Xiaoyu back to her room.

Soong Xiaoyu was the only young lady in the Song Residence. Since the two families were close, she and Sun Yingyi had been inseparable playmates since they were young.

"Xiaoyu, how are you?"

Soong Xiaoyu looked at the person in front of her and her breathing gradually became steady. She shook her head gently.

"Drink some water, Miss." A maid brought over tea.

"My father..." Soong Xiaoyu looked weakly at Sun Yingyi and her voice was weak.

"I'll go over there and take a look." Sun Yingyi thought of her brother who hadn't come out for a long time. She put down the teacup and walked out quickly.

When she went out, Sun Yingyi asked the maid to take care of Soong Xiaoyu. Soong Xiaoyu wanted to say something, but her consciousness gradually became blurry and she fell asleep.