"Master! I never thought you could come in so naturally!" Ying'er's voice filled high light with delight. As he looked over, wow! It was indeed Ying'er—but Ying'er was a slender young girl, wasn't she? How could she compare to the carefree beauty angel she used to be? High light felt a growing concern, truly wishing she could return to her former self. "Master! Your father's illness is due to overwork. I've reviewed the medical records—cardiac rupture followed by surgical repair is rare in human history, and the risks are substantial. To save your father, the only viable option is laser therapy!" Ying'er smiled warmly. "Laser therapy?" High light immediately replied, "Didn't I use a special kind of light—the very same miraculous one—to heal my mother last time?" "But this time, it's different! Your mother's condition was leukemia, while your father's is now on the brink of overwork-related cardiac failure, with a severe rupture of the heart!" "Ying'er analyzed the condition of the host, and Gao Liang's eyes lit up as he touched his head and said, 'Ying'er, I've got it! I know what to do!' Immediately, Gao Liang used his consciousness to control his physical body within the Yueguang Treasure Box space. At that moment, Father Gao Zhongming was taking his final breath, very weak. Gao Liang carefully observed his father's heart through his spiritual eyes, and through the physical body, he saw cracks spreading throughout a heart the size of his father's fist, with ruptured blood vessels—indeed, the condition was severe. Yet Gao Liang remained determined and communicated with Ying'er through consciousness: 'Ying'er, what should I do? Tell me!' But he found Ying'er had not responded—only left a message: 'Master! I can only offer these suggestions. The key now lies in what you do yourself! Wishing you success!' At this moment, Mother Shen Hanfu wept uncontrollably, continuously shaking her father's body, while Zhang Yупing silently shed tears—she never imagined her husband's family situation would be so dire. 'I won't give up!' "I'm going to pull my father back from the brink of death!" shouted Gao Liang, lifting his father off the stretcher. Behind him, Zhang Yупing was astonished and called out, "Gao Liang! There's something on Uncle Gao's back!" She pointed to a water bubble the size of a glass bead on Gao Zhongming's back. Gao Liang paid no attention and carried his father into an empty room, while Zhang Yупing followed right behind. Mother wanted to enter, but the door closed. The hospital staff were puzzled, yet a voice inside the room declared, "We'd like to borrow ten minutes!" Gao Liang laid his father gently on the bed and exerted all his strength. The water bubble stuck to his father's back moved slightly, and Zhang Yупing noticed it clearly. Immediately, she said to Gao Liang, "Husband! What is this water bubble? I've seen something like this before!" Zhang Yупing suddenly recalled that she herself had swallowed a crystal ball the size of a glass, which occasionally caused her to lose her mental composure. Gao Liang had known all along that Zhou Chao was behind this. That water ball was a form of energy control—once it adhered to his father, Zhou Chao would be fully aware of his father’s physiological changes, and could even remotely operate his body. The immediate priority was to remove the water ball stuck to his father. Zhang Yупing was even more anxious than Gao Liang. She tried to grasp it with her hands, but the water ball behaved like universal adhesive, clinging firmly no matter how hard she pulled. Zhang Yuping's bright eyes flashed with a touch of concern, but when Gao Liang's confident, composed gaze turned toward her, she was instantly energized by his steady, wise presence. "Look down!" Gao Liang prompted. Zhang Yuping was immediately astonished: "Wow! There it is! There it is! As long as we adjust the laser beam to its most original state, draw energy from nature, transform and absorb it—especially converting it into a beam known as the 'Holy Light Hand'—we can repair a patient's ruptured heart..." "Husband! You haven't read the entire sentence below!" Gao Liang's prompt left Zhang Yuping stunned. How could he see the screen if he hadn't even glanced at the display? And wasn't there actually another line? Yet, Zhang Yuping chuckled and said, "Done! Finished!" "That's a crucial point!" she exclaimed. "How could you say it's over? Read it out loud now! Please, read it to your husband!" "Highlight reminded, Zhang Yuping immediately reflexively recited: 'Note: The beam of this holy light requires young boys and girls to face each other and gaze directly into one another's eyes. This gaze must be pure, free from any flaw; if any evil is present, the holy light will not form!' After finishing, Zhang Yuping blushed deeply, her lips tightly pressed together. 'Husband! Thank you so much! Let's begin!' High Light, like a big brother, gently pulled Zhang Yuping close to him. Quickly entering the state, High Light and Zhang Yuping locked eyes with one another—wow! Husband, so handsome! That kind of gaze is beloved by many girls; Zhang Yuping's heart raced, and her head naturally lowered. High Light sighed, 'Wife! After finally entering this state, the holy light begins to emerge—but as soon as you lose focus, it only remains in its nascent stage! We have just five minutes left—if it doesn't manifest by then, it will be all over!' 'Husband! I'm sorry, I've made a mistake!' In order for her husband's father to survive, Zhang Yuping must now focus intently and meditate with full concentration! This time, she is truly serious, her heart forcefully suppressing its rapid beats despite the clear, refined appearance of her husband. Seeing the pure, unblemished way her husband looks at her, Zhang Yuping quietly admires him. After all, anyone who has ever seen her typically carries a certain primal, lingering desire—this was true even of her husband's early days. But now, he remains composed and calm, demonstrating an exceptional will and self-control. Unbeknownst to Zhang Yuping, Highlight has been consistently strengthening his physical and mental conditioning, daily practicing energy absorption and transformation, as well as mental discipline. While most beautiful women are naturally resistant to illness, this doesn't mean Highlight dislikes beauty—he simply possesses an extraordinary level of self-control, allowing him to remain indifferent to Zhang Yuping's charm for the time being. For five minutes, the two of them gazed at each other with quiet intensity, firmly suppressing their inner desires and impulses—something utterly unimaginable to either Highlight or Zhang Yупing. After all, Highlight had come a long way—not only had he grown more handsome, refined, and poised, but he now carried a certain inner grace.