"Senior?"
Something was very wrong with Wang Jian. He looked frightening, almost possessed, which was not a good omen. Chairman Kang called out softly but received no response. He could only call out again, "Senior, do you want to try what you did at our teacher's house?"
Only then did Wang Jian snap back to his senses and glance at Chairman Kang.
"That was merely physical treatment," Wang Jian explained, having already considered it. "If Chairman Cai's condition were related to his cerebral blood vessels, I could indeed use qi to resolve the issue. Even if it were brain damage, I could help him recover slowly."
Mid-sentence, Wang Jian suddenly recalled the X-ray-like image he had seen the first time he observed a human brain. At that time, he had seen electrical currents constantly traveling across the cerebral cortex, as if the brain itself were breathing.
Could that be the activity of consciousness?
