Free Web NovelChapter 575: Chapter 383: Exercising Power (Part 2)
The parents both nodded,
then immediately mobilized the Primordial Qi within their bodies.
Wrapping it around themselves.
Buzz——
A faint humming of the air echoed.
To their surprise, their feet began to gradually lift off the ground.
However, as the distance between their feet and the ground increased, their bodies started to tremble, and the higher they went, the more they shook. Eventually, their bodies slammed into the ground with a thud,
fortunately, their bodies had evolved, with thick skin and strong muscles, so they didn’t suffer any injuries from the fall.
The father rubbed the back of his head, which was a bit sore, and asked, "Why can’t we fly?"
"Yes, I feel like after my body leaves the ground, I can’t control my balance, there’s a sensation as if my head’s too heavy and my feet are too light," the mother added.
"It’s natural. I forcefully elevated your cultivation, so your mastery over Primordial Qi isn’t proficient yet, and you haven’t trained flying individually either. It’s expected for the first time," explained Wang Ye.
The parents have only been in touch with the method of controlling Primordial Qi for about a month,
no matter how smart they are, they can’t master the traits of Primordial Qi in such a short time.
Moreover, they hadn’t grasped the knack for flying, so this situation was within Wang Ye’s expectations.
The reason Wang Ye was able to master flying so easily,
is because he slowly advanced with the aid of a system,
the skill he initially grasped wasn’t flying, but the traditional Martial Arts technique of Light Body Technique.
He guided all his Primordial Qi in a special way to the top of his head,
thereby reducing his own weight.
As his Lightweight Skill became more proficient, the system merged it with Wind Manipulation, which then upgraded to flying.
But his parents had no system, and could only rely on themselves to slowly explore. Wang Ye estimated that they needed to train arduously for at least several more months before they could barely start soaring normally.
This made Wang Ye realize once again just how vast the gap between himself and ordinary people truly was,
even though he had elevated his parents to the Extraordinary Level,
the gap between them and himself remained incredibly wide.
"Alright then... let’s train for a while and try again,"
the parents’ expressions were slightly disappointed.
"By the way, is there anything uncomfortable about this new house, or any issues in your life that are hard to resolve?" Wang Ye asked, "I do hold some influence within the country now, so if there’s anything you need, just let me know."
Although his rank as a General was hastily assigned and held no real power,
being a General is still being a General, and though he’s not a Three-star Admiral or a Five-star Admiral, the title ’General’ alone is enough to intimidate countless people. In such a remote third-tier city, it couldn’t be easier for him to command some people.
This identity was just sitting there unused, so it’s better to use it to help solve some problems for the parents.
"Nothing uncomfortable, really. This house is quite nice to live in," the father said, "but there are indeed some problems..."
"What kind of problems?" Wang Ye asked, puzzled.
The father explained, "It’s not a problem we have; it’s that your uncle seems to have contracted a rare illness recently, suddenly fainted, and has been in the ICU for over a week now, still in critical condition. We’ve inquired with every hospital around, but none have the treatment capability. They said he needs to be transferred to a hospital in Beijing, only that hospital possesses the treatment technology for this rare illness. But currently, the hospital is fully booked for the year, and his life hangs by a thread. I don’t know if you have any way..."
"Of course, if you’re unwilling, that’s alright too, since this issue is indeed quite difficult..." the mother added. Everyone knows that hospital is one of the top ones, and they aren’t trying to book a normal appointment. This rare disease requires a bone marrow transplant, and the remaining laminar flow rooms for transplants are now scarce, with many waiting. This situation is not solvable with money alone, but requires knowing someone influential, and the person must be of a high rank.
"A rare illness...?" Wang Ye mused, frowning slightly. He had recently obtained an ability that could eliminate 99% of diseases in the world, and it was just his luck that a relative fell ill with a rare disease.
In his memory, this uncle seemed to be on good terms with his father, as they were, after all, biological brothers. Wang Ye didn’t plan to sit by and do nothing, but he wasn’t going to use his special ability to cure the uncle directly, as it might cause some adverse effects. Thus, he decided to use his power to resolve the hospital issues directly. Since he could solve it with power, there was no need to take the risk using Extraordinary Abilities.
Wang Ye nodded, "Alright, I’ll make a call. Let’s see if I can directly arrange a spot for him."
He planned to contact Old Yi, and indirectly reach out to that hospital to help secure a spot. For someone of Old Yi’s level, such a task should be very straightforward.
"You can contact someone in Beijing directly?" the father asked, surprised. He had thought Wang Ye would use money to help them secure a special-needs or international appointment, but didn’t expect he would solve it with just a phone call. Could Wang Ye have obtained some power they were unaware of?
Wang Ye didn’t speak, just dialed the phone, and truthfully explained the situation to Old Yi. After responding, Old Yi hung up the call.
"Is that it?" The father was still a bit bewildered.
Although he had no idea whom Wang Ye had called, for the matter to be resolved with just a phone call, the other party’s position must be quite high.
Wang Ye nodded, "Yes, it’s solved. Let your uncle’s family await the good news."
The father quickly picked up the phone and dialed the uncle’s number.
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Meanwhile.
In the hospital’s emergency department.
Wang Ye’s relatives were anxiously inquiring of the doctor inside the consultation room.
"Doctor, my husband has been in a coma for over a week, now still in the ICU receiving nutrition drip. If this continues, he might not live past this month..." a middle-aged woman choked up as she spoke.
The doctor seated at the desk glanced at the medical report, shaking his head, "I’m sorry. There’s nothing we can do. We have to wait. If a patient gets discharged soon, we can arrange for you immediately."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged woman’s eyes dimmed. Patients in the ward were usually critically ill and in dangerous conditions, so how could they be discharged easily? And many were waiting for spots, so the doctor’s "immediate arrangement" was probably just a polite excuse...
Was there really no cure for her husband...?
"Sorry, if there’s nothing else to inquire, please leave. There are more patients waiting," the doctor reminded.
"Apologies," the middle-aged woman bowed in apology, then left the ward to sit back in the emergency hall,
but suddenly,
a man around twenty years old hurriedly approached, excitedly saying:
"Mom! There’s good news, Uncle said Wang Ye will help us!"
"Wang Ye?" The middle-aged woman’s eyes brightened slightly. She had heard about this nephew who had risen to prominence quickly. Even though she had never met Wang Ye or followed him online, the frequent discussions about him among the neighbors recently made her somewhat aware of him.
It could be said that Wang Ye was now the most accomplished relative among them.
She even recently saw advertisements with Wang Ye’s picture displayed on large screens in the malls.
This indicated Wang Ye’s fame and financial power were indeed not ordinary now.
But as capable as Wang Ye was, he was seemingly just an athlete with excellent achievements.
And he had only been known for about half a year, so he shouldn’t know many people.
How could he possibly help?
But before she could continue thinking,
suddenly,
another flurry of hurried footsteps echoed nearby.
The nurses, recognizing the newcomer, quickly made way,
as a man with graying hair rushed over, his forehead beaded with sweat, looking very hurried.
