The latter is definitely not as effective as the former, but in this world, there are only a few people with talent.

Like Qi Shengjia, the Zhongzhou Academy, after a major disaster three hundred years ago, declined. Otherwise, with his qualifications, he would not even have the opportunity to step into the school threshold.

Any prestigious school attaches great importance to the quality of its students.

For Qi Shengjia, entering the Dou Zhan Hall and taking public classes from famous teachers is the only way to improve his strength.

Wow!

Qi Shengjia finally couldn't help it, bit the quilt and cried. Now that his body can't move, he even lost the only chance. How could he not be desperate?

“What’s wrong.”

Zhou Xu, who was on the lower bunk opposite, sat up and looked at Qi Shengjia: "What's wrong with you?"

"I...I can't move!"

Qi Shengjia's voice was sad.

"Ah? I'll call the doctor!"

Wang Hao was shocked.

"don't want!"

Hearing this sentence, Qi Shengjia's reaction was even greater than that of Wang Hao.

"When is this, you still want to save money?"

Zhou Xu was speechless. He knew that Qi Shengjia's family was not rich.

"No...no, wait a little longer, maybe I'll just sleep in a numb way, and I'll be fine after a while."

Qi Shengjia's face was pale and his lips were trembling. He could only pray now.

Wang Hao and Zhou Xu looked at each other, but there was no way. They looked at Yan Li on the other bed. Yan Li shrugged his shoulders, looked helpless, and continued to look down at the novel.

In his opinion, this poor man from the countryside should have gotten out long ago. He gets up so early every day and always disturbs his dreams. It's great that he is paralyzed now.

"It must be that practicing qigong has damaged the body!"
Chapter completed!