Chapter 311: Chapter 311: Awake (Asking for guaranteed monthly votes at the third watch)

Yuan Huakun, upon hearing these words, finally experienced a jolt of energy. Was this the Body Tempering Pill that could ultimately save his father’s life?

At this point, he had no choice but to gamble, “Doctor, we’ve signed the agreement.”

The duty chief had fulfilled his obligation to try to prevent this, but upon hearing this, he couldn’t help but speak up, “Regardless, shouldn’t it be administered nasally? Does the patient have swallowing capability?”

Just as he finished speaking, he was astonished to find that the patient’s throat seemed to have…moved slightly?

Feng Jun wasn’t trying to be mysterious. The Body Tempering Pill would dissolve immediately upon entering the mouth; not only was nasal administration unnecessary, but it might even affect the efficacy of the medicine.

As for Elder Yuan’s loss of swallowing ability, a little manipulation with his Inner Qi would suffice.

After placing the Body Tempering Pill into the man’s mouth, Feng Jun proceeded to check his pulse.

Unexpectedly, just as he grasped the patient’s wrist, he heard a muffled groan, and Elder Yuan on the bed shuddered violently.

“Dad,” the three siblings of the Yuan Family exclaimed in surprise.

The old man having had no physical response for two full months, now his body not only moved, but also made a sound; the joy they felt was beyond measure.

Following that, Elder Yuan’s mouth emitted unintelligible groans, as if he was trying to say something, but no one present could understand him.

His body then began to tremble, starting with slight shivers and gradually increasing in intensity.

The eldest sister was most observant, “Dad is starting to sweat from his forehead!”

In such a moment, everyone could only turn their attention to the master, as nobody knew what was happening.

Feng Jun slightly raised his eyebrows, his face expressionless, “This is the Body Tempering Pill taking effect.”

While speaking, he loosened his grip and straightened up, “That’s enough for now.”

The eldest sister pointed at Elder Yuan on the bed, shaking like a sieve, “My father…he’s just going to be like this?”

“It will pass soon,” Feng Jun glanced at Elder Yuan on the bed, “Elder Yuan, I know you can hear me. This pain, even your grandson Yuan Youwei endured it. You can’t let a child mock you, right?”

These words indeed had an immediate effect. Elder Yuan on the bed stopped shaking very quickly.

“All right,” Feng Jun picked up the jade-green Jade Vial and casually tossed it to Yuan Huakun, “Take the rest of the medicine in three doses, once every two days.”

Yuan Huakun’s reflexes were quick; he neatly caught the Jade Vial and was momentarily stunned upon hearing Feng Jun’s words, “Aren’t you going to help administer it? I haven’t learned your massage techniques.”

“Those aren’t necessary,” Feng Jun glanced at the on-call doctor, “if it weren’t for someone deliberately interfering.”

“Why would I go out of my way to interfere?” The on-call doctor, seeing Elder Yuan’s response and knowing that things were improving, still couldn’t accept such an accusation, “Your actions don’t conform to medical knowledge, and you refuse to explain while carrying a very bad attitude…”

Though there was improvement in the patient, he couldn’t let this go—I remember you were about to kick me out just now!

Feng Jun looked at him, and unemotionally inquired, “When you’re doing emergency resuscitation, do you explain first or save the person first?”

“Are those the same thing?” the duty chief retorted with widened eyes, quite discontent, “I am a doctor, I have professional knowledge.”

“I am not a doctor, but I too have professional knowledge,” Feng Jun replied coldly.

“That’s not for you to say!” the duty chief grew even angrier, “Professionalism isn’t self-proclaimed. We go through extensive learning, internships, and exams, and we need various certifications!”

“I was requested by the patient’s family,” Feng Jun remained unfazed, “They recognize my professional knowledge.”

While saying this, he started walking out, “Your professionalism cannot be questioned, but mine is not even considered professional?”

Seeing him actually about to leave, Yuan Huakun panicked and swiftly stepped in front of him, “Master, you can’t just leave like this.”

“My task here is done,” Feng Jun turned to face him directly, his expression blank, “I’ve given you the remaining medicine, what more do you want me to do?”

Yuan Huakun knew he had upset the master earlier by not helping to stop the duty chief. This displayed his distrust and certainly made the master uncomfortable, but…wasn’t it all because he was overly concerned? “Master, the patient hasn’t awakened yet.”

Feng Jun replied coldly, “After the medicine is finished, if he doesn’t wake up, then come find me!”

Knowing he had offended the master, Yuan Huakun didn’t want to let him just walk away and thus gave a look to his second sister to do something.

The second sister hurried forward, blocking his path and smiling awkwardly, “Master, we really do trust you. We didn’t obstruct you just now.”

Feng Jun spoke with a dark face, “Then don’t block me now, or else I will take my medicine back.”

“We’ve paid for that medicine…” The second sister started, but then abruptly stopped, realizing that they hadn’t actually paid for either of the pills.

Feng Jun sidestepped her and left.

The second sister looked at their father in the bed, then out the door, momentarily at a loss, “What do we do now?”

The eldest sister spoke up, “What to do? Of course, we watch over Dad. Huakun, can you ask the hotel to find a way to keep them here?”

Yuan Huakun’s brow furrowed. His older sister, despite emigrating overseas, oddly often exhibited a sense of entitlement. With a wry smile, he said, “Deliberately holding him up, that certainly turns him into an enemy.”

“But dad still hasn’t woken up, we can’t just let him leave like this, can we?” the older sister’s brow furrowed.

By this time, Yuan Huakun had calmed down. After carefully considering everything, he finally sighed, “We were determined to befriend this man, how did we manage to irritate him to this extent?”

It’s because you were indecisive just now, isn’t it? The second sister sighed inwardly. She didn’t reflect on her own lack of support for Feng Jun earlier. After all, wasn’t stopping the duty doctor meant to be a man’s responsibility?

In any case, she believed that she had always trusted Master Feng, “Since we have signed the liability waiver, we should trust the other party unconditionally… any tampering with the hotel would indeed be truly provocative.”

The older sister became irritated, “So we just let dad lie in a coma?”

While the three siblings were arguing, they heard someone groan faintly, mumbling in a muffled voice, “It’s killing me!”

It was Elder Yuan himself who made the sound, weakly groaning, “Ah, it hurts so much, get me a saw, saw open my head… I really don’t want to live, it hurts too much.”

“Dad, you’re awake,” the second sister screamed and rushed over.

“Ah, I might as well have stayed unconscious,” Elder Yuan gasped heavily, “Ah, it hurts to death… Huh, I’m awake?”

“Does your head hurt?” the older sister pulled out her mobile phone, “I’ll call Master Feng to see how to treat this headache.”

The duty doctor hurried over as well, “Let’s do an examination first, don’t panic… we need to see the state of the lesion.”

But how easy would such an exam be? The moment someone touched Elder Yuan even slightly, he couldn’t help but struggle violently.

To speak of suffering, it was truly Yuan Zihao who had it rough. The Body Tempering Pill was famously labeled ‘help the young, not the old’ on the mobile phone plane.

Children who took it experienced much less pain, and everyone was only concerned about whether the child could withstand the immense power of the medicine, not so much whether the child could endure the pain.

But it was different for older people. After their bones had set, they would endure tremendous pain.

When Yuan Youwei took the Body Tempering Pill, Feng Jun tied him to the bed because he worried that the pampered child wouldn’t be able to bear the pain. Actually, the pain he experienced was far less than what Feng Jun, Wang Haifeng, and others endured.

Xu Leigang, born into a military compound and always considering himself a tough guy, was in utter misery when he first took the Body Tempering Pill.

Now, it was even worse for Yuan Zihao. His bones were not just set but at his age, they were shrinking.

The pain he suffered was much greater than what Feng Jun and others went through, and not even close to what Yuan Youwei experienced.

Not wanting to be outdone by his grandson, he simply clenched his teeth and groaned, but touching him caused his pain to double instantly. He had to struggle.

After trying twice, the duty chief asked in distress, “Should we restrain him?”

The older sister sullenly hung up the phone, “That guy won’t answer the phone… Sigh.”

Her mobile number was obviously a Beijing prefix; it would be odd for Feng Jun to answer.

“No… no need,” Elder Yuan muttered vaguely, obviously struggling to utter even another word.

“Sigh,” Yuan Huakun exhaled and took out his mobile phone to make a call, “I will ask Ruofang, she seemed to have said that the effect of the medicine lasts only half an hour.”

“I’ll call Li Ting,” the second sister also pulled out her mobile phone, “She should be very clear about the treatment process for Youwei…”

Half an hour later, Elder Yuan finally stopped groaning and then became unresponsive again.

The duty chief took the opportunity to run some tests, “Hmm, the indicators have all improved, he is probably… in shock from the pain now.”

“No,” Elder Yuan spoke abruptly, his eyelids fluttering, although his voice sounded somewhat hoarse, “Water…”

The older sister was prepared, holding a bottle of mineral water in her hand with the cap already open. At the sound, she quickly handed the water to the nurse.

After gulping down three or four mouthfuls, Elder Yuan was prevented by the nurse from drinking more. After about a minute’s pause, he drank a few more sips.

After doing this three or four times, Elder Yuan finally spoke up again, his voice clearer but his tongue still somewhat swollen, an inevitable consequence of being in a coma for several months, fearing temporary loss of language ability.

“Crap, what kind of medicine is this? The inventor of this drug should be shot… Didn’t he know to give me some anesthesia?”

All three siblings started to laugh; their old man was scolding people now, which was a substantial improvement.

Still, it was the older sister who was the most sensible, “Dad, can you open your eyes?”

Elder Yuan’s eyelids trembled twice before he spoke dejectedly, “No… every time I exert my eyelids, it hurts inside my head.”

“Rest a bit, take it slowly,” the duty chief spoke softly, “After all, you’ve been unconscious for two months.”

No sooner had he finished speaking than someone hurried into the room. It was the old specialist, Elder Ye, “Is Elder Yuan awake?”

It didn’t take long for the whole hospital to know that Elder Yuan, who had been in a coma for over two months, had miraculously woken up.

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