Rare Healer Strategy Guide

After returning home that night, He Chan received the certificate from his uncle in his mailbox. At that time, he took a photo of Yan Xingyu with long hair at his home standard equipment. Although his hair was tied behind his head, he still looked a little subtle.After Yan Xingyu took the envelope, he opened it immediately, looked at his ID card for a long time, and put it away solemnly.

After He Zhan took a shower early, he sat on the sofa in the living room and waited for Yan Xingyu.Although he is not used to being in close contact with others, holding hands can relieve Yan Xingyu's pain, and he is very happy.

He Chan didn't turn on the central air conditioner in the living room because he thought that Yan Xingyu himself had been poisoned by the cold, and it would not be good to suffer from the cold.The two have been sitting on the sofa holding each other's hand since eight o'clock, each doing their own thing.

In fact, although He Chan spread out a magazine on his lap, his mind was on the hand he was holding with the other party.He couldn't feel the spiritual power like Yan Xingyu, and he was afraid that if he was distracted, he would block the transmission of the healing spiritual power.

He Chan was thinking, if Yan Xingyu's body could recover quickly, how would his own healing power heal his body?Does it flow through Yan Xingyu's blood all over his body like an IV drip?

Is he more comfortable?The spiritual power that you can't even feel yourself should be very thin, right?For Yan Xingyu, it may be just a drop in the bucket.He Chan tried his best to give more spiritual power to the people around him, but he couldn't do it at all.

He Zhan was distressed, but Yan Xingyu suddenly felt the healing spiritual power from his body soar, and the warm water blue current almost made his body float.

The whole room was instantly filled with healing spiritual power from He Chan, and Yan Xingyu was also taken aback, it turned out that this person's spiritual power was already so powerful.If he taught him how to practice by himself, one day He Chan would be able to see the power of his body clearly, and be able to better control his healing power...

He Chan heard a low hum from Yan Xingyu beside him, and hurriedly looked over, and saw that his face was relaxed, his lips were slightly parted, and he looked comfortable no matter what.

It should be... the healing power has worked?

It turns out that if you focus on yourself, your healing power will be stronger.He Chan probably guessed the reason, and then simply did nothing, only holding his hand seriously.

Yan Xingyu on the side slightly opened his eyes and looked at He Chan. He Chan was lowering his eyes to look at the hands they were holding. Yan Xingyu looked at his side face. His eyes were sharp, and he could still see the cute face of white jade of tiny fluff.Yan Xingyu quickly withdrew his gaze, with unknown emotions welling up in his eyes, he stopped the desire to reach out and rub He Chan's cheek.

The two held hands together all night, and when they were saying good night before going to bed, He Zhan saw that Yan Xingyu seemed to be hesitant to speak, so he asked, "What's the matter?"

He looked at Yan Xingyu seriously, watching his lips move up and down: "He Chan, do you want to practice?"

"Your healing power is very strong. If you practice slowly, you will be able to see the appearance of your own spiritual power in the future."

He Chan's heart skipped a beat when he heard that.

"Is that okay? How do I do it?"

Yan Xingyu replied: "Actually, it won't be too much trouble..."

In the early morning of the next day, He Chan followed Yan Xingyu's words last night and sat on a soft mattress in his small garden, sitting cross-legged on it and meditating with his eyes closed without any distracting thoughts.In summer, the dawn is early, the morning breeze is cool, and you can feel more things when you close your eyes.

But He Zhan didn't feel anything special on the first day, and neither did the second and third days.He Chan never gave up easily. He didn't think that an hour of meditation early in the morning was boring and meaningless. On the contrary, He Chan completed it solemnly every time.

Several days later, He Zhan returned to the old house.Yan Xingyu's identity was too difficult to explain, so he simply didn't take him with him—and Yan Xingyu seemed to be busy with his own affairs these days.He also started to walk out of the house during the day, and He Chan was still a little worried.

After eating with his parents, mother and grandma, He Chan sat quietly in the living room and chatted with them. Most of the time, the elders said, and he listened carefully.

There is also a lot of rain in summer, and grandma's legs hurt when it rains, and her shoulders and arms also start to ache when she gets old.Now that He Chan knows that he has the spiritual power to heal, he naturally took the initiative to say to his grandma, "Grandma, let me help you squeeze your shoulders."

When grandma heard this, her eyes narrowed with laughter, and her voice was hearty: "Okay, okay, Ah Ching knows how to be considerate."

He Chan got up and walked to the back of grandma's sofa, stretched out his hand and gently began to rub grandma's shoulders, he thought to himself, grandma's soreness will all disappear, my spiritual power, quickly bring grandma a little comfort.

Seeing the youngest son so delicate and gentle, He Dongming and Zhuo Hui looked at each other and smiled, feeling melancholy at the same time, Ah Chan is already so old, when will there be someone by his side to accompany him well?They are old and will have to leave one day.

He Chan, who was dedicated to massaging grandma, would occasionally talk to grandma, and both of them had smiles in their eyes.

He Chan was skillful, lowered his head, and suddenly felt heat in his palms, as if suddenly a cloud of air flow blocked his and grandma's shoulders. Before he could react, the air flow melted into grandma's body.

He was startled for a moment, secretly surprised: Could this be his spiritual power?Although I still can't see it, it seems to have begun to feel a little bit.

It's good news, go back and talk to Yan Xingyu.

"Grandma, have a good rest. I'll come back to see you in a few days." He Chan was about to go home and bid farewell to the elders, "Good night, Mom and Dad."

"Hey, next Friday when your elder brother comes back for dinner, you should come over earlier." Zhuo Hui said, it was not easy for their family to get together.

"Well, okay." He Chan went back by car. When he got home, he was surprised to find that Yan Xingyu hadn't come back yet.

It's already 35:[-], is Yan Xingyu lost?He Chan was restless.If he lost his way, he should have called himself. Could it be that something happened? !

He Chan was impatient, took out his mobile phone, dialed the number, and the other party turned off the phone!

A crack appeared on his face, he grabbed his car keys, and was about to go out to find someone.He Chan locked the door of the house, pressed the elevator, and anxiously watched the number on the electronic screen slowly rise from 1 to 14...

"Ding—the fourteenth floor, we're here."

Just as He Chan was about to plunge into the elevator, he suddenly found someone inside. Before he could put away the anxious look on his face, he saw the person coming: a tall and familiar man looked at him in surprise, and then stretched out his hand to help him one time.

"He Chan, where are you going in a hurry?" Yan Xingyu was puzzled.

He Zhan breathed a sigh of relief calmly, shook his head, and stepped back to make way for someone to come out.

"I don't think you're at home. I dialed your phone just now, and it's turned off..." He Chan said, Yan Xingyu came out of the elevator, and quickly realized what he heard.

"Sorry, He Chan, I made you worry." Yan Xingyu said, "The phone ran out of battery soon today and turned off automatically. I came back too late and forgot to tell you, which made you worry."

He Chan shook his head, indicating that it's okay: "It's okay, as long as you come back." The two said as they walked, and Yan Xingyu continued to confess: "I have gone out to look for a job these days, and today a martial arts gym is willing to hire me."

He paused, a little embarrassed when he saw He Chan's serious looking eyes, and quickly straightened his expression and said: "...In the future, I can earn money, so I can treat you to delicious food."