CHAPTER 661: CHAPTER 49: SENDING FLOWERS (PART 2)

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"See this plum tree? Would you like to see it bloom earlier?" Zhou Ziang reached out and grasped a branch of the plum tree, which was budding with over a dozen pinkish-white blossoms.

There are three or four slender plum trees beside the artificial lake, and the one Zhou Ziang is pointing to is the commonly seen palace powder plum. When it blooms, its petals are pink with a hint of white at the tips. Its advantages are a long blooming period and dense flowers; from a distance, it looks like a few pink clouds floating on the treetops. Indeed, it adds quite a bit of color to the garden in winter. However, its flaws are that the flowers are small and overly plain.

"The hospital hasn’t pruned it properly, and there isn’t enough fertilizer. Although this plum tree has produced many buds, most of them won’t bloom and will wither before flowering," Xiao Xian took a few glances and made her judgment.

"Well said, but it’s a pity that you’re not quite right. There’s a saying about taking advantage of timing, geographical, and human conditions. This plum has been planted in less fertile soil, lacking geographical advantage, but there’s still timing and human conditions that can compensate for this deficit. I say this tree must be covered in blush blossoms this year," Zhou Ziang nodded and then shook his head. Suddenly, radiant golden Spiritual Energy began emanating from his body, flowing through his hand into the plum tree next to him. The leaves rustled, and the buds seemed to swell. The blossoms started to open amidst the bitter cold, first the outer calyx, then the petals, and finally the delicate yellow stamens.

What’s even more wondrous, the buds blossomed in rhythm, lighting up the previously sparse branches one after another. It would strain Xiao Xian to force a whole tree’s plum blossoms to flourish using her Spiritual Energy, and her forced result would not only deplete her Spiritual Energy but cause the blossoms to wilt after a few days. The way Zhou Ziang did it, making the buds bloom one by one as if by magic, was something she earnestly could not.

"How did you do it?" Xiao Xian’s face, framed by the pink plum blossoms, seemed naturally flushed with rouge, her sparkling eyes were filled with excitement.

Holding a plum branch with just three or four blooms, each petal unfolding immaculately, Xiao Xian momentarily paused, "He gave her flowers." Her gaze, somewhat unconsciously, lifted to meet that of the man standing under the plum tree, his smile as warm as the sun.

Perhaps realizing that his gesture contained an overly forthright intent, Zhou Ziang cleared his throat quietly, avoiding Xiao Xian’s bright, watery eyes.

There was a tender warmth at the bottom of his heart. After a brief silence, Zhou Ziang finally answered Xiao Xian’s question, "Actually, it’s not difficult. All I did was accurately determine the amount of Spiritual Power needed to make a tree’s plum blossoms open. I infused the Spiritual Power into the first bud due to bloom, and then the Spiritual Power was activated, flowing slowly like a stream, and nurturing each bud that was about to bloom. Then, you can witness the spectacle of a tree’s plum blossoms coming into full bloom." While slightly different from Xiao Xian’s method, Zhou Ziang’s explanation led her to a sudden realization of what Spirit Stacking was.

"Don’t rush to understand it fully now, let’s go visit your aunt first, and you can ponder the rest slowly later," Zhou Ziang walked leisurely to Xiao Xian’s side and picked a few petals that had drifted onto her head.

The two were very close, close enough for Xiao Xian to feel the warmth of the golden Spiritual Energy emanating from Zhou Ziang’s body and their slightly agitated heartbeats resonating with each other.

"Your cultivation has improved since before, only..." Xiao Xian noticed the thickening spiritual energy around Zhou Ziang, which seemed somewhat different from before. The gold was mixed with a murky substance, making his Spiritual Energy appear muddled.

"Let’s go, it’s about to snow. After visiting your aunt, you should head back early," Zhou Ziang cut off Xiao Xian’s words as she was about to ask further. No one understood the matter of his Spiritual Energy better than he did.

The two walked through the garden to the maternity ward in the inpatient department. Before heading to maternity, Zhou Ziang stopped by the hospital’s fruit stand to buy some tangerines.

Hospital has traditionally not accepted ordinary patients, so those hospitalized are all military personnel or their family members. Compared to the general City Hospital, it had more sophisticated equipment and a more tranquil environment. The hospital was not crowded, and the doctors and nurses were well-trained. The maternity ward was decorated in a pink hue, with two mothers-to-be per room, and each room was equipped with dedicated care.

Despite having objections to Wang Shuai’s unapproved decision to admit her aunt to 411 Hospital, considering that Zhuo Feng could nourish the fetus in such an environment probably ensured better safety for her and the baby. Moreover, the nursing fees were waived, so Zhuo Feng was essentially still receiving public-funded treatment.

After inquiring about Zhuo Feng’s hospital room, Xiao Xian spoke to Zhou Ziang, "I know where the room is. Why don’t you go take care of your things?"

Walking all the way here, Xiao Xian found it quite strange to be holding a fully bloomed plum branch, coupled with Zhou Ziang, who looked even more austere than the plum blossoms. There were quite a few people casting unusual glances at Xiao Xian, making her feel even more uncomfortable. She just wanted to quickly find Zhuo Feng, pay a visit, and then leave. Besides, entering the room with a stranger doctor would surely make her aunt wonder.

Zhou Ziang did not reply but continued walking, heading straight for the hospital room.

"Hey, did you hear me talking?" Xiao Xian hurriedly followed.

"I heard you. You paid a silent visit to my mother; courtesy dictates I should also meet your aunt, right?" Zhou Ziang’s response was bold and confident, but it didn’t sit quite right with Xiao Xian.

Yet, at that moment, they were already at the door to Zhuo Feng’s hospital room. Any further quarreling would only disturb the people inside, and then it would be even harder to know what her aunt and her aunt’s husband might think.

With determination, Xiao Xian pushed the door open.

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