I have a system to assist

Chapter 17 Promoted to Grandmaster (Second update)

Do you know what pain is?

Maybe you have played such a game: guessing fists with others, pinch the arm of the loser, some of them just grab the thin layer of skin on your arm, look at you with a smile, and then slow down. Slow down.

At that time, it was screaming in pain, and it became swollen and black afterwards.

Some people may have experienced: accidentally tripped while walking, fell face down on the ground, broke the bridge of the nose, continued to bleed, and unfortunately broke his right hand.

At that time, he was rolling all over the ground in pain, but afterwards he became Yang Guo.

Or some people were ignorant when they were young, so they had to try the fire, and put their hands into the stove, but they were almost burnt.

A large scar was left on the hand, which would itch every time it was hot, and I would scratch it vigorously when I couldn't sleep, until the skin was broken and the skin bleeds before I felt comfortable.

All of the above are so insignificant compared to the pain Ye Cao is suffering now.

The meridians all over my body were cut off, I couldn't move my hands, feet, turn over, or sit up, and I could only move from the neck up.

Other than that, there is only pain, a piercing pain, like someone cut your flesh with a knife, took out the bone inside, smashed it hard with a sledgehammer, smashed it into pieces, and then crushed it into powder and kneaded it into a big pill. Stuffed in your mouth, making it hard to breathe and sweating profusely.

Ye Cao wanted to sleep very much, and wanted to faint.

But under the severe pain, he couldn't sleep at all, as soon as he closed his eyes, the pain would worsen on its own, and there seemed to be a cruel official staring at Ye Cao, not letting him sleep, but not letting him die.

He would rather die than live.

Ye Cao is a very patient person, he screamed without pain, he gritted his teeth and carried it until he bleeds at the end.

The imperial physician has come to diagnose and treat her, but in a situation like Ye Cao, not to mention a feudal society, even in a modern society, there is nothing she can do. At most, she just prescribes some painkillers for Ye Cao.

As a combat robot, Simei could only do some first aid, and couldn't treat such a serious injury at all.

It seems that Ye Cao can only wait to die.

"System, I want to quit the game." Ye Cao thought, he wanted to quit the game and escape from this body.

"The game has been played for less than 50 years, and players are not allowed to quit the game." Dameng Sanqian's answer was cold and impersonal, which chilled Yecao's entire heart.

"Could it be that I've been paralyzed for 40 years?" Ye Cao fell into despair and confusion.

He used to be able to run, jump, grow grass and cook, but at night he practiced domineering secrets as usual, and suddenly lost control of his true energy, and he was caught off guard from a healthy person to a paralyzed man.

The torment I suffer every day is beyond people's imagination.

Simei's face was beautiful, but cold as ice, her eyes looked at Yecao unemotionally, like a statue.

Ku He blamed himself very much, thinking that it was because he shot too hard during the day and severely injured Ye Cao, which caused him to end up like this.

Haitang washed her face with tears, and her good son suddenly became like this.But every time I come to serve Ye Cao, I always wipe away my tears and force a smile on my face, and sometimes tell Ye Cao some interesting things I heard.

"Hmm~" Ye Cao moaned, and her breathing quickened a bit.

"Okay." Haitang skillfully took out the chamber pot from under the bed, and took off Ye Cao's pants.

"Hush—" The yellow liquid entered the chamber pot, and Ye Cao felt comfortable.

He looked at Haitang, who took care of him meticulously for a month, and said, "It's hard for you."

Haitang was slightly taken aback, nose twitched and said: "This is what Haitang should do." After speaking, she carried the chamber pot and went out, hiding in a corner and weeping.

What a good son, how did it become like this?
"Hai Tang, how is Mr. Ye?"

"Greetings, Your Majesty, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Haitang bowed and knelt down to the visiting Emperor and the Crown Prince in fear.

"My lord is still the same, sweating all over in pain but always holding back." Haitang replied.

"Alas—" the emperor let out a long sigh, and took a step forward.

"Wipe your tears." The prince walked behind, took out a brocade handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Haitang, and then walked towards the leaf grass room.

Haitang took the Jinpa, staring at the Prince's back in a daze.

It was not the first time for the emperor and the prince to come back, they came here at least three times this month.It's a pity that they are not doctors, and every time they come, they can at most say a few condolences, sit for a while and then leave.

After all, Ye Cao was in so much pain that she had no intention of receiving guests.

In early spring, in the glass flowerpot by the bedside, the grass that withered in autumn sprouted new shoots again.

Yecao can see it from the side, and it took more than ten days to watch it break through the ground, and then grow from a bud to a grass little by little.

He closed his eyes for a rare moment.Maybe it's because I have been looking at the grass for too long, but my mind is full of the growth process of a grass.

At the beginning, it was a little blurry, just some afterimages of outlines. As Yecao focused, the image of the grass became clearer and clearer. In the end, the leaves of grass, the stems of grass, and the roots of grass were all in Yecao's mind. emerge clearly.

The delicate green grass was blown by a breeze, twisting the slender waist.

Teng!
Ye Cao opened her eyes, and asked Simei beside her, "How long have I been asleep?"

"One hour, 23 minutes and 36 seconds." Simei's answer was accurate to the second.

"Very good." Ye Cao raised the corners of her mouth.

"Young Master, you laughed." Haitang said happily, this was the first time Young Master smiled after he collapsed on the bed.

Yecao laughed because it was worth laughing.

He was finally able to sleep well.

A person's attention is limited. When he closes his eyes and constantly meditates on the grass in his mind, his attention will be concentrated on that grass. As the image of the grass becomes clearer, the pain he endures also increases. Followed by lightening.

"Begonia, hit another grass."

"Good sir." Haitang took the order, found the seeds and sprinkled them into the glass flower pot.

Since then, Ye Cao has issued a closed-door order.Except for Haitang, even Ku He is not allowed to get close to him, if he dares to disobey Simei, he will attack.

Yecao is constantly meditating, meditating, and meditating every day, as if on a land with only soil, he is diligently planting grass one by one, not only to relieve his pain, but also in his mind in the end, Made a prairie.

Teng!
Ye Cao opened her eyes, as if a ray of light shot out from her pupils, passed through the roof, came over the palace, and came over the clouds.

For a while, Ye Cao's senses of sight, hearing, smell, and touch became extremely sharp, and he could even hear the sound of the bedside grass shaking with the wind.

He broke through, at least on the spiritual level, he became a great master, and that piece of grassland was his strength.

The properties panel has also changed:
Name: Leaf Grass
Martial Arts: Domineering True Qi (Nine Levels), Sigu Swordsmanship (Nine Levels), Tian Yishu (Ten Levels), Da Sanshou (Nine Levels)
Strength: Master
Appearance: Peerless appearance
Tianyiyi's book focuses on spiritual cultivation, and Ye Cao has been suffering from physical pain for the past few months, and she has been concentrating on meditating continuously to temper her will, so she finally broke through today.

It was a matter of course, of course.

It's a pity that it's only mental, he is still a paralyzed man.

"This is my true energy! It turns out that true energy has always been hidden deep in the dantian, and it has never stopped accumulating."

"Hunyuan Ruyi, I understand, that's how it is."

The difference in the spiritual level led to the sublimation of perception, and also gave Ye Cao hope.

Lili on the grass, one year and one withered.

Wild fire, in spring.

(End of this chapter)