The Restless Spirit's Father

It was only eight in the morning, but the atmosphere in Li Feng's ward was already so gloomy. Li Yunru passed out on the floor while having Li Feng's hand on her face. Even if the talismans in the room had been peeled off, Guangru had left so much presence in the room that the other ghosts didn't dare feed on two unconscious shamans.

When Li Heilong opened the door, he was shocked to see Li Yunru seated on the floor. This girl had lost both of her parents to a ghost attack and was taken in by him from the Mian family. Raising her alongside his Feng turned her into a daughter he never had.

So when her figure appeared before his eyes, he immediately scooped her from the floor and took her to the couch to be laid down.

Mian Bingbing followed him in and went straight to Li Feng. Her poor son suffered too much in that place, and he had lost so much blood. However, she could only glare at the drips connected to his arm. She really hated the fact that she couldn't do anything about him.

What was surprising was that Wu Qianqian and Liu Li came after them. The woman rushed to Li Feng and checked him before going to check Li Yunru if she fell ill. The hospital floor was too cold to be slept on, and the girl was already grieving.

Liu Li then went to Li Feng and frowned at the drips. "I heard he lost a lot of blood. Why isn't he getting a transfusion?"

Mian Bingbing froze, and it showed when her hand fixing Li Feng's blanket trembled. Liu Li continued to frown and finally settled his gaze at this mother's purpling face. Li Heilong then went to stand behind his wife and reached out to squeeze her shoulder. "We had things to consider..."

"What could be more important than his health?" Liu Li raised his eyebrows. Since even Li Heilong was supporting that call, there must be something about it.

Was their son as s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e to blood as his Xiaodan? Then again, shouldn't they be running around like headless chickens and trying to find someone whose blood wouldn't be rejected?

Because Wu Qianqian and Liu Li ran around like headless chickens when something like this happened to Liu Xiaodan years ago.

"A... a shaman's body is very s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e to alterations. If we're not careful, Feng'er might lose his abilities." Mian Bingbing bit her lip. She didn't want her son to suffer just because of this, but she knew her son more than anyone in this room. To have his abilities taken away was akin to death.

Liu Li's face grew distorted as his stomach churned. He didn't know their supposed considerations, but Li Feng was dying. Couldn't they do better than just stand here and stare at him?

If it was his Liu Xiaodan, Liu Li must be flying around the country just to look for a suitable donor. Ah, he was so lucky Liu Xiaodan had a miraculous... wait.

Before Wu Qianqian could tell them that Li Yunru didn't seem to have a fever, the doctor knocked on the open door. He then tried to smile amicably despite his thoughts upon seeing Wu Qianqian and Liu Li. "Mr. Li, Mrs. Li... I'm here to check on your son."

"Ah, please go on ahead." Li Heilong pulled Mian Bingbing away, and Liu Li naturally followed them to the couch.

As they sat down and Wu Qianqian deciding to chat with Li Heilong about Li Yunru, the doctor only glanced at them once. They were in the same hospital where Liu Xiaodan and Chuan Nayi were rushed to, and this doctor knew the fate of the former.

Liu Xiaodan was quite a dent in their hospital's reputation as they housed a maniac. Moreover, who didn't know about the Li family's decision to file charges?

Right now, Li Heilong was peacefully talking with the mother of Liu Xiaodan? The doctor was bewildered.

Erm, forget it. He's just going to make sure Li Feng would survive this one. If not, he could kiss goodbye to his career. Such a person like Li Heilong was too powerful to offend. Offend? How was it a plain offense if his only child died in the doctor's hands?

He then concluded his check and saw that Li Feng was doing very badly. If he didn't get a blood transfusion today, his body might not be able to make it. He then looked at the four parents on the couch, ignoring the sleeping girl. "Mr. Li, Mrs. Li, I need to speak with you please."

"You can say it here."

"Uhm... your son isn't doing well. Without a blood transfusion, he might not make it. I could only ask you to decide today if we're going to transfer blood. Tomorrow might be too late." The doctor was prepared to receive the glare he indeed received from Li Heilong. However, even the father was aware that his son needed blood.

"We'll decide today. We'll let you know when we find someone suitable." Li Heilong only hummed. Of course, he was ready to gamble for a donor. Liu Li was correct; he was indeed a running headless chicken, but he was Li Heilong. Someone else was doing the running around for him.

"I'll look forward to a positive result." The doctor only nodded before excusing himself. After that, they were left alone again.

Mian Bingbing then grabbed Li Heilong's sleeve and took out her frustrations on him. "You! What are you planning, ah? You do realize how important this is to Feng'er. One mistake... one mistake, and it's all over."

The father would kick the woman if it was any other woman but his Bingbing. Only Bingbing was allowed to manhandle him... no matter how weird that sounded.

He only pulled on his suit to fix the creases of her action. "I called Auntie about this. She said that if necessary, we should look for someone with the blood of the Mian family and high spiritual powers on top of the normal qualifications of a blood donor."

No matter how hard it sounded, Wu Qianqian nodded her assent and assurance when Mian Bingbing's eyes sought hers. The former believed that Li Heilong would find such a person.

Well, if she didn't pull him out of a very important meeting one day, she wouldn't have found someone who could donate blood to her Xiaodan. Up to this day, Wu Qianqian still saw Li Heilong as some kind of creation god that made miracles happen... probably a reason why Liu Li would never like this man.

Before they could continue, Li Heilong's phone rang. He then excused himself from Mian Bingbing and took the call outside. He then listened to his agent's report.

"Sir, we triple-checked with everything. His blood seemed to be usable for Young Master's transfusion, but... we're not sure if you would give us a go-signal to contact him." The agent's voice was uncertain and afraid. He didn't want to be someone giving Li Heilong bad news.

"How did you test his spiritual powers? It's impossible to tell just from data." Li Heilong frowned at the air. He was quite apprehensive about a certain parameter they could not test after all.

"Sir... we consulted with the Mian family without revealing anything about Young Master or that man. It seemed that the things he could do were enough to make him very passable. Moreover, even their Master Tianyu had once said that man was pretty talented."

The agent could only go on without revealing their method too much. Li Heilong wouldn't care about it unless he found it incredulous.

"And his blood compatibility?"

"100%, sir. Not only did they share the same blood type, but it seemed that his blood didn't have a reaction to Young Master's."

"Okay, arrange a meeting for me. I will talk to him personally today."

The father then walked back into the room, but he paused by the door when he heard Wu Qianqian chatting with Mian Bingbing. "...it was a long-shot, but he still found someone. I'm pretty sure he will find someone for your son, Bingbing."

"What if he can't?"

"Then, it's time to choose between his life and his abilities." Liu Li sighed. He had heard from Mian Bingbing... he now understood how much Li Feng's parents value his abilities. Well, he had already lost his future in the film industry; he couldn't lose his future as a shaman, too.

Mian Bingbing grew silent, but her eyes wandered to the door and found her husband walking towards them again. He then went to check on Li Yunru before pulling back. "I'm leaving. I have something to attend to."

"Did you find a donor?"

"Only if he gives consent. We'll be drawing a considerable amount of blood after all." Li Heilong only hummed. "Not to mention that he had to be healthy enough."

"En? Wouldn't that be a given?" Liu Li was shocked. Was he planning to force an unhealthy man to bleed if he wasn't? Knowing Li Heilong, he was very capable of such.

"Hmph. He didn't look good the last time I saw him." The man continued to stand as if waiting for something... or making up his mind if he should tell them something.

Mian Bingbing knew that look, and so she gave him that pushy look. Li Heilong only shook his head. "Qianqian, do you remember Liu Xiaodan's anonymous donor?"

The mother twitched and nodded with a smile. However, her smile faltered when Li Heilong spoke again. "It was Li Feng. I know that my son's body isn't accepting just any blood so I had to look for people whose blood might be compatible with his.

"When you came to me, I thought of testing it with him. Their blood seemed to be compatible with each other, but I can't be sure unless we tried." Li Heilong ignored Liu Li's glare. "Though it was in reverse, at least I was sure that their blood could mix. Just now, I asked my assistants to run tests from the samples they got from this hospital during Liu Xiaodan's stay.

"I could only hope that your son could return the favor now."

Wu Qianqian's eyes dimmed. "Wouldn't... his relationship with Guangru complicate things?"

"...this..." Li Heilong grew silent. "Liu Xiaodan has strong spiritual powers since birth, and that's probably how he was able to keep himself from being corrupted by that thing. Since the thing isn't bleeding into him, it should be good enough to consider that it wouldn't be affecting Li Feng.

"If it does... I'll just cross the bridge when I get there."