After the formation of the bay was set up, Jing Yingrong sent Zhao Jinxu away and returned to Shixin Island.
As soon as she entered her room and before she sat down, a concierge came to her and informed her that Liu Jie, who was in Room 11 on the fourth floor, had regained consciousness the day before.
After agreeing to Tu Wei's request to help take care of Liu Jie that day, Jing Yingrong conveyed her request to the staff on duty in the nursing home through Dr. Wei, asking everyone to pay more attention to Liu Jie's condition.
Liu Jie woke up for the first time eight days ago. Most patients need to wake up three to five times to regain consciousness and regain their sanity, and he is no exception.
After getting the news, Jing Yingrong went directly to the nursing home.
When she arrived at the room, she knocked on the door and entered. In the room, Liu Jie was sitting on the bed, holding a roll of jade slips in his hand.
There are twelve jade slips in that volume, and the date of publication is marked on the surface. This is a publication uniformly issued by Taichu Guan in the name of the sect. It specializes in reporting on wars in various places, so that the monks who stay at the mountain gate can also know the external war situation and the world situation.
Liu Jie looked up at the strange woman in front of him, with confusion on his face.
Jing Yingrong got straight to the point: "Tu Wei has something to ask me to convey to you."
She recounted Tu Wei's words that day, and Liu Jie smiled gently after hearing this.
"The Pavilion Master is worried that I will commit suicide," he said.
Jing Yingrong: "Have you ever thought about committing suicide?"
Liu Jie shook his head.
"In the past two days, I have heard about some other people's deeds after they woke up. No wonder the Pavilion Master is worried. I was lucky. I was subdued by my colleagues from the beginning and no innocent people were harmed. As for my cultivation..."
He looked down at his palms and smiled.
"When I first found out, it was really hard to accept, until I saw this."
He shook the jade slip in his hand.
"So many people lose their lives on the battlefield every day, but at least I am still alive. After such a comparison, there is nothing unacceptable."
Liu Jie's smile was a little bitter, but more open-minded and transparent.
Jing Yingrong nodded and said: "Finding a target in a worse situation to compare with oneself is one of the ways to gain comfort."
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Liu Jie: "..."
Jing Yingrong still remembered Tu Wei's request and asked, "Is there anything you need me to do for you?"
Liu Jie thought for a moment and said, "Can you... let me go for a walk?"
Patients are not allowed to leave their rooms, and no one is allowed to come in to visit them in the nursing home. The items they want to obtain and the information they want to inquire about must be approved and recorded, and then brought from outside by the personnel on duty.
Jing Yingrong: "Wait a moment."
She returned to Anclinique to ask Dr. Wei.
Doctor Wei took out a jade slip with Liu Jie's name on it from the cabinet, checked it and said:
"Okay, you can accompany him around, but you can't leave the island."
Liu Jie seemed very happy to learn about Dr. Wei's permission from Jing Yingrong.
"This is great. I thought I could only move around in the corridor, but I can actually go outside."
Jing Yingrong accompanied him out of the nursing home and took a walk on Shixin Island.
The landscape of the island has been carefully designed, and even though most of the area is occupied by buildings with different uses, it still has its own pleasant scenery.
Liu Jie was not a man of many words. After asking Jing Yingrong's name and identity, he walked slowly ahead, occasionally asking about the names and functions of the buildings he saw along the way.
The two of them were walking on a bluestone path guarded by flowers, passing through a sun-dappled forest, when something suddenly broke into their field of vision.
It was a tall wall. Because of the distance, the houses and pavilions behind the wall could be vaguely seen.
The most eye-catching thing now is the four large characters written in red at regular intervals on the wall: No entry unless required.
Even if Liu Jie has lost all his cultivation now, he can still instinctively feel the powerful restrictions placed on the wall.
"What are those houses used for?"
He pointed at the buildings in the distance and asked what they saw in the mirror.
This is where the construction site once was, and it is now completed.
Jing Yingrong thought for a while and asked instead, "Are you going back to Qi Pavilion in the future?"
Although Liu Jie was surprised by her question, he still answered: "Yes, the master of the pavilion said so, of course I have to go back. Besides, I can't do anything else. If I go back to Qi Pavilion, I can still use some of my remaining heat. "
Jing Yingrong said "hmm", looked at the building, and said:
"They're for people who have nowhere to return."
Liu Jie was startled for a moment, then pondered for a while, thoughtfully.
"After I regained consciousness, Senior Wei and I had an interview. We only chatted for a few words. She didn't say anything more after she knew I decided to return to Qi Pavilion. Could it be that that conversation..."
Jing Yingrong didn't answer his question, so he wisely stopped asking.
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As time goes by, the patients wake up one after another, until the last person opens his eyes.
Ten days later, the first group of people officially left the nursing home.
Jing Yingrong and Luo Qi stayed in Dr. Wei's room, looking down the window with Dr. Wei.
People came out of the nursing home one after another. Their previous cultivation levels were high and low, and their appearance and age were also different. The only similarity is their expressions.
Numb and desolate, dark and miserable.
There is no trace of life in them, they are so heartbroken and hopeless.
Each person is accompanied by two or three monks, whose cultivation levels range from Qi training to golden elixir.
With the help of the accompanying monks, these people left the new island and went in different directions.
"What are they going to do?"
Luo Qi asked. She was here in Japan to collect information as usual, and she happened to come across this.
Since the patients came out of their slumber, in addition to collecting information from the instruments, she would also get to know the other person's physical condition with their consent.
The reconstruction of the Library Pavilion was coming to an end, so she came more and more diligently.
Jing Yingrong replied: "To fulfill their last wishes."
Luo Qi once heard Jing Yingrong mention the monk's suicide, so he immediately understood it.
Some of these people who have decided to die want to die in their hometown, some want to see their old friends, some want to hand over their savings, and some want nothing but relief.
Although Taichu Guan's human and material resources are currently tight, the sect has tried its best to meet their requests.
Luo Qi watched people leaving one after another and suddenly said: "What a pity."
Doctor Wei's expression changed, he turned his head slightly and cast his gaze towards her.
"What's a pity?"
Luo Qi stretched out his hand and pointed at the person who had just come out of the nursing home.
"I haven't collected enough information about him and the two people before him."
She was extremely regretful and her words were full of regret.
"It would be nice if they died after I finished collecting them."
Hearing this, Dr. Wei's usually serious face showed cracks, revealing a hint of surprise.
She looked at Jing Yingrong, who had no reaction to Luo Qi's remarks, as if he was used to it or had expected it.
Looking back and forth at the two people, Doctor Wei lowered his gaze and his eyes darkened slightly.
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