"Don't move!" Ye Qing said softly, while slowly channeling his Inner Strength through his fingers into Zou Huanglong's body.
Zou Huanglong had no idea what was happening, only feeling an indescribable warmth at the spot on his lower abdomen where Ye Qing's two fingers pressed. It felt like a continuous warm current was pouring into his body, enveloping the areas that usually ached. This sensation made his whole body feel incredibly comfortable, as if his chronic ailments had all been healed.
Zou Huanglong also didn't know what was happening, but at this moment, he really didn't dare to move. He stood still in the same position until Ye Qing withdrew his hand, maintaining his posture the whole time.
"Mr. Ye, can I move now?" Zou Huanglong asked cautiously, looking as if he feared his words might affect his movement.
Ye Qing laughed, "You can now."
