Beautiful CEO's Cultivating Expert

After observing with rapt attention, Old Dr. Faang immediately saw clearly what Liu Lei was doing.    

    

At this moment, Liu Lei was massaging Wu Qingyue again.    

    

However, the massage this time didn't seem to use any technique, it was just ordinary rubbing.    

    

He didn't understand what Liu Lei was doing.    

    

Could it be that a simple massage like this could wake Wu Qingyue up?    

    

What Old Dr. Faang didn't know was that his random guess was the truth.    

    

Liu Lei was indeed speeding up Wu Qingyue's awakening.    

    

A good man will do it to the end, and send the Buddha to the west.    

    

Since he already had the operation, he naturally had to wake Wu Qingyue up.    

    

He seemed like he was just massaging, but in reality, he was using his spiritual energy.    

    

Using spiritual energy to stimulate the nerves and acupoints in Wu Qingyue's brain would allow her to awaken faster.    

    

This kind of massage only required spiritual energy, so he didn't use any special massage techniques.    

    

He casually rubbed his temples and each of his acupoints. The effect was the same, it had nothing to do with massage techniques.    

    

Later on, Wu Qingyue would not only wake up, but she would also gain enormous benefits.    

    

After all, this was pure spiritual energy. The person who was nourished could live for a hundred years with ease, and even die from a hundred diseases.    

    

Wu Qingyue had really earned this wave, being able to obtain the nourishment of a Cultivator's spirit energy.    

    

Therefore, saying that disaster will always depend on you and that there will always be a blessing for you, this saying still has some truth to it.    

    

Wu Qingyue was knocked out of her brain for some unknown reason. She was bleeding profusely from her brain and was almost on the verge of death.    

    

But very quickly, she received the benefits of Liu Lei's treatment and spiritual energy nourishment.    

    

This was the relationship between fortune and disaster. If there was a loss, there would be a loss.    

    

Although she had lingered on the brink of death once, she had earned quite a bit from it in the end.    

    

"..."    

    

Under the gaze of the crowd, Liu Lei massaged his arm persistently.    

    

Fortunately, the operation was done in time, and most of Wu Qingyue's body functions were still normal.    

    

Otherwise, if she was unconscious for too long and her body was dormant, it would not be so simple to wake her up.    

    

Even if he was stimulated with spiritual energy, it would still take him several days to wake up.    

    

However, it was different now. Liu Lei estimated that Wu Qingyue would wake up in at most a few minutes.    

    

Sure enough, after about three minutes, a guest suddenly exclaimed:    

    

"I... I think I saw... Her eyelashes moved a little! "    

    

This cry instantly attracted the attention of everyone present.    

    

Everyone's eyes were wide open as they carefully observed Wu Qingyue's face, trying to figure out what was going on.    

    

Old Dr. Faang's eyes were the biggest, almost popping out of their sockets.    

    

He screamed crazily in his heart.    

    

Her eyelashes moved?    

    

Was this the sign of awakening?    

    

No! How was this possible!    

    

Such a simple and crude operation, coupled with a few random massages, could wake the injured person up?    

    

After all, this was a complex operation that could give any brain surgeon a headache!    

    

How could he deal with it in just a few minutes, and also let the wounded awaken?    

    

If that happened, it would embarrass the other brain surgeons.    

    

At this moment, Old Dr. Faang had never been so nervous before.    

    

He was both nervous and looking forward to it. He wanted to see if Wu Qingyue could really wake up.    

    

However, his many years of experience in medicine had taught him that such a thing was impossible.    

    

Therefore, his mood was truly conflicted. It was as if his intestines were about to clench into a ball.