After the divorce, the female CEO of Bingshan begged to get back together.

"Mr. Qin, have you found the cause?"

Seeing Qin Yun's surprised eyes, Song Huanghuang quickly asked again.

Qin Yun withdrew his consciousness at this time, nodded slightly and said: "Well, to be precise, your son is not sick."

"Not sick? Then..."

Song Huihuang glanced at Song Pengcheng in confusion.

If he wasn't sick, how could his son be like this?

Qin Yun saw his doubts and said: "President Song, let me ask you something, did your son cry when he was born?"

"cry?"

Song Huihuang was stunned.

Qin Yun nodded slightly: "Yes, but did you cry when you first came out?"

"This... doesn't seem to be there."

Song Huihuang shook his head, then suddenly thought of something and said: "It seems that there really is no such thing. I still remember that the doctor who delivered the baby saw that my son was not crying, so he grabbed his legs and hung him upside down and spanked him. I was so angry that I almost didn't give up the child. The doctor killed him!"

When Qin Yun heard this, he smiled slightly and said: "That's right, that doctor is not beating your son, but saving your son."

"Did you know that newborn babies cannot breathe on their own and must open their alveoli within 20 seconds. If they cannot open their alveoli, they will suffocate and die."

"So this is ah!"

Only then did Song Huihuang understand. After all, he was a father for the first time. Who knew this?

"The strange thing is that my son didn't cry even when he was beaten. Isn't he fine now?"

Song Huihuang was puzzled again.

"Yes, the crux of the problem lies here!"

Qin Yun nodded, and then said: "The reason why your son is like this is because he has not breathed out the innate breath in his body."

"Innate breath?"

Song Huihuang was confused, what is this?

"The so-called innate breath represents the purest breath in the human body, the first breath that is not contaminated by filthy air. Before the baby is born, oxygen is supplied through the mother's umbilical cord, which is the most pure breath. A pure breath.”

"Although this breath is extremely pure, if you don't spit it out, ordinary people can't bear this energy, let alone a newly born baby."

Qin Yun shook his head and explained.

"I see."

Song Huihuang nodded in understanding, and then asked: "Mr. Qin, what should I do about my son's situation?"

"It's very simple, just help him get out."

Qin Yun said.

"Please give Mr. Qin a helping hand!"

Song Huihuang quickly bowed.

He is just such a son. Although he doesn't care whether his son is stupid or not, he will eventually grow old and die. If he dies one day, where will his son go?

This is probably because of the pitiful hearts of parents in the world.

Qin Yun nodded, then looked at Song Pengcheng and said, "Leave it to me."

Song Pengcheng didn't understand what happened. He lay there motionless with his eyes closed and asked, "Are you okay?"

Qin Yun said: "Don't worry, it still needs a while, wait a while and then open your eyes."

As he said that, he took out a few silver needles and disinfected them with his spiritual power, then pricked them directly into several acupuncture points on Song Pengcheng's head.

Song Pengcheng seemed to sense a hint of "dangerous" approaching, and he subconsciously opened his eyes.

"What do you want to do? Didn't you say you don't want injections?"

When he saw the shining silver needle, he was so frightened that he almost jumped off the sofa.

Just when he was about to get up, Qin Yun pressed directly on a certain acupuncture point on his neck, and the next second, he fell asleep softly.

"Mr. Qin, what's wrong with my son?"

Song Huihuang asked worriedly when he saw Song Pengcheng who suddenly fainted.

Qin Yun shook his head slightly and said: "Don't worry, he just fell asleep and woke up after a while. I will give him acupuncture to force the breath out of his body."

After hearing this, Song Huanghuang nodded with relief.

After some tossing, Qin Yun quickly led the innate energy out of Song Pengcheng's body. He used spiritual energy to wrap the innate energy like a milky white ball.

"Mr. Qin, is this the innate breath?"

Song Huihuang looked at the ball of Qi in Qin Yun's hand and asked curiously.

Qin Yun nodded: "Yes, this is the fundamental reason why your son is like this."

"Then will my son be fine soon?"

Song Huihuang asked excitedly.

Qin Yun nodded: "Theoretically, that's the case. However, I guess you need some guidance in the follow-up. I'll prescribe some medicine for you. A course of treatment should be enough."

When Song Huanghuang heard this, he immediately became grateful: "Thank you, Mr. Qin! Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

Then Qin Yun left a prescription for him and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Qin, you have helped me so much, why don't I treat you to a meal?"

When Song Huihuang saw Qin Yun leaving, he couldn't help but want to persuade him to stay.

Qin Yun shook his head slightly and said: "There is no need to eat. If you have time, President Song can come to my Yunding Villa as a guest at any time."

When Song Huihuang heard this, he was immediately overjoyed: "Okay, okay, I'll definitely do it if I have the chance!"

He really wants to have a good relationship with Qin Yun, after all, he is a big brother!

The two exchanged some pleasantries again, and Qin Yun left here surrounded by Song Huihuang.

After returning to the car, Qin Yun took out the innate energy that he had just taken out from Song Pengcheng's body.

Looking at the extremely pure innate energy in his hand, Qin Yun couldn't help but smile: "I didn't expect to get such a good thing this time. The innate energy is a great supplement. It can not only enhance the strength, but also practice skills. ! It just so happens that my Baidi Heart Sutra has been stuck on the second level for too long, and it’s time to break through."

After saying that, Qin Yun drove back to Yunding Villa without stopping, and then began to enter a state of retreat.

Innate Qi does not last very long. The longer it lasts, the lower its purity will be. Therefore, Qin Yun must refine it as soon as possible.

In the practice room, Qin Yun sat cross-legged with his legs crossed. At this time, he held his hands empty, and the ball of innate energy was quietly suspended in his palms.

Qin Yun took a deep breath, looked at the innate energy in front of him, and then activated his technique.

As the White Emperor's Heart Sutra circulated, a cyclone gradually emerged from Qin Yun's Dantian, and slowly the cyclone began to enlarge.

In the end, a one-meter-sized vortex was formed directly around Qin Yun.

Qin Yun sat in the whirlpool, his eyes closed tightly, and he murmured in his heart: "Refining!"

The next second, the innate energy flowed into Qin Yun's body along the vortex.

As the innate energy entered his body, Qin Yun could clearly feel that the energy was continuously strengthening his body, and the White Emperor's Heart Sutra seemed to be cheering for joy at this time, and it was running faster and faster.

Qin Yun was overjoyed and felt that this seemed to be an opportunity, so he decisively took out a bunch of spiritual stones to see if he could break through to the innate peak.

However, things didn't go as planned. Just as Qin Yun was preparing to retreat for a period of time, unexpectedly, at this moment, a huge suction force suddenly came from his chest.

Immediately afterwards, a huge black Taotie phantom appeared behind him. It opened its mouth wide, and the innate energy was swallowed into its belly in one gulp, and then the Taotie phantom disappeared.