About an hour later, Zhou Tianbo's shriveled legs began to slowly fill out; one meridian after another was perfectly restored, and the necrotic cells regained vitality.
"I can feel my legs! My god, am I dreaming?" Zhou Tianbo cried out in excitement.
"Dad, is it true? You really have feeling in your legs?" Zhou Qing asked, her face full of disbelief.
Due to the continuous transfer of the Light of Life to Zhou Tianbo, Lin Chen's mystical energy consumption was severe, and his forehead was already drenched with sweat.
Zhou Qing carefully used a handkerchief to wipe Lin Chen's sweat.
Her ample bosom occasionally swayed in front of Lin Chen, which instantly left him feeling flustered.
After another half an hour, Lin Chen finally stopped transferring the Light of Life and began massaging Zhou Tianbo.
Under Lin Chen's massage, Zhou Tianbo was astonished to discover that the mystical energy, which had long since disappeared from his body, had started to flow again.
