Feng Junâs third treatment of Elder Yuan was actually quite smooth.
The power of the half Foundation Establishment Pill had not been fully digested, so he began by giving a massage, spreading all the medicineâs power throughout.
Then, he fed the patient a Body Tempering Pill, watching Elder Yuan grimace for half an hour.
This time, a layer of filth emerged from Elder Yuanâs bodyâit was only after the third Body Tempering Pill that some dirt appeared, showing how tenaciously it had accumulated over the years.
Apart from being tenacious, it was also foul-smelling, particularly fishy, turning the whole ward into something akin to a salted fish shop.
But since Elder Yuan could not be exposed to the wind, everyone had to put up with it, and the second sister-in-lawâs husband of high status even had the heart to joke, âItâs a bit stinkier than a mandarin fish, but it doesnât compare to Wang Zhihe.â
Aside from being tenacious and stinky, the filth was especially stickyâ¦
Forget it, the details are a bit disgusting, letâs skip over that. Yuan Huakun, Yuan Huapeng, and the second sister-in-lawâs husband, the three of them wiped down the old master several times with hot towels, then threw the towels straight into the trash can.
After being refined by the Body Tempering Pill, the power of the half Foundation Establishment Pill had been completely absorbed, and Elder Yuanâs vitality even started lagging behind again, prompting Feng Jun to feed him the other half of the Pill once more.
This half Foundation Establishment Pill would be enough to sustain him through the next Body Tempering treatment, with some to spare.
To better absorb the Foundation Establishment Pill, Feng Jun got to work again, activated his internal breath, and continued to strike the patientâs major acupoints. After a rest, he gave a full-body massage once more.
After the massage, the old master sat up right there on the spot!
At this moment, he was incredibly excited, âHoly moly, I feel like I could walk on the ground right now, come⦠help me get up and take a walk.â
âThat wonât do, Dad,â the eldest daughter cried out, firmly stopping him. âIt just snowed outside, itâs cold!â
Yuan Huakun firmly backed the eldest daughterâs opinion, âDad, take a rest for half a day, talk about it after a rest.â
The second sister also chimed in, âNot to mention anything else, Dad, youâve got to shower first, this smell on youâ¦â
Being the youngest son, Yuan Huapeng was the most strategic and knew best how to cheer up the old master, âMaster Feng, can my dad walk?â
After some thought, Feng Jun ultimately shook his head, âMy suggestion is to first take a hot bath⦠make sure to eat something beforehand, then you can walk around indoors in moderation. If you feel the air is not good enough, just filter it, and you can go outside after five days.â
His suggestion was based on the practice used for new mothers in confinement, to minimize exposure to the wind. However, air that is too polluted could also hinder recovery, so he offered a flexible alternative.
âFive days?â the eldest daughter couldnât help but speak out, âDoes that mean⦠he can only go out after the last medication?â
âThatâs right,â Feng Jun glanced at her and spoke indifferently, âThe patient was exposed to the wind the day before yesterday, right? Itâs good that I was there, otherwise there would have been some trouble.â
The eldest daughter stopped talking immediately, glancing resentfully at the old master: Itâs all because of you, making me push you out to see the snow!
The Old Master gave her a toothy smile, seeming somewhat pleased to let her take the blame, truly living up to being an old child.
Just then, Xu Ruofang spoke up, âMaster, can we take the old master home now? He canât bathe here.â
The stench on the old master was really too much, and it was unbearable for everyone without a bath.
Feng Jun nodded, âItâs fine now. Just cover the body with a blanket and carry him back⦠The fourth Body Tempering Pill is for consolidating his strength; thereâs no need to continue staying in the hospital.â
In any case, although the treatment went very smoothly, it still took quite a long time.
Seeing Feng Jun exit the ward, Zhou Xiaotong wanted to approach him to inquire about the treatment situation.
Unfortunately, she didnât get the chance as three or four elder experts swarmed around him at once.
Having finally cornered this young man, everyone naturally wanted to discuss the treatment plan.
At this moment, the second sister-in-lawâs husband also came out, speaking loudly, âXiao Gao, arrange it, the old master will be discharged.â
The majority of people around were visitors coming to see the old master. While some might not have come during Elder Yuanâs coma, now that he was awake and continuing to improve, it would be foolish not to visit.
Moreover, many people knew the Yuan Familyâs second son-in-law, who could be considered the foremost person among the younger generation in the political scene.
Lots of people rushed up, clamoring to get the news.
Upon hearing this, Elder Ye was also taken aback, what? Discharged?
Amidst the jostling crowd, Zhou Xiaotong suddenly realized: Master Feng had disappeared!
Feng Jun couldnât discuss with those elder experts since he wasnât from a medical background, and his treatments for Elder Yuan relied entirely on pills from another realm, so upon seeing the chaos, he slipped away like a fish, eluding the encirclement.
Zhou Xiaotong looked around but couldnât find Master Feng. As haughty as she was, she dared not create a scene there, so she could only order a search to be carried out diligently.
Feng Jun was also afraid of the old expertsâ entanglements, so he quickly slipped into the restroom. When he came out the next moment, he had already changed his appearance and clothes.
After leaving the hospital building, he sent a message to Feng Jing, âIâm planning to leave. Are you still going to the East Three Provinces?â
Feng Jing: Although itâs very likely I canât make it, I really donât want to go back to Zhengyang. Iâll stay in the capital for another couple of days and try my luck.
Actually, Feng Jun could stay for another two days and watch Elder Yuan take the last dose of the Body Tempering Pill, then accompany him back to Zhengyang.
However, he really didnât want to stay any longer. Feng Jing was very attractive to him, but in the capital, their relationship could not possibly develop substantially. Moreover, he believed that he should not be too distracted by such matters.
Gotta practice cultivation, dude.
So he made a call to Yuan Huapeng: Todayâs treatment went very well. I wonât be coming the day after tomorrow. Can you get me a plane ticket for today?
Yuan Huapeng panicked when he heard this, âMaster, donât do this. We havenât thrown a banquet to thank you yet.â
Feng Jun knew what he was thinking, so he stated bluntly, âThe old master is fine now. Thereâs not much point in me staying longer. The main thing is, I have a lot of matters to deal with in Zhengyang⦠Itâs the end of the year, and every household has its busyness.â
Yuan Huapeng, well aware of his temper, knew that more persuasion would be useless and said in a solemn voice, âIâll ask about the plane ticket, but I really canât guarantee there will be one available today.â
Feng Jun was a bit suspicious that this guy might not put his heart into it, so he said nonchalantly that if there was no plane ticket available today, he would drive out of the capital early tomorrow morning.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Huapeng knew it was a warning and could only go to inform his father.
Old Master Yuan was a very confident man. He felt he was almost recovered and said, since it was the end of the year and people were in a rush to leave, let him go. It was just a pity that I canât be exposed to the wind, or else I would personally see him off at the airport.
During the Spring Festival travel rush, planes from the capital to various places were definitely packed. There were so many people wanting to go home.
But at the same time, there were definitely no shortage of tickets obtained through connections, given that there were so many powerful people here.
So, later that day, Feng Jun boarded the plane to Zhengyang, and Yuan Huapeng even made a special trip to the airport to see him off.
On the way back to the city center, Yuan Huapeng received a call from Zhou Xiaotong.
Zhou Xiaotongâs tone wasnât great, âHua Peng, the old master isnât fully recovered yet, and you let Master Feng leave?â
Yuan Huapeng was in a good mood because Elder Yuanâs recovery was hopeful, and he didnât want to squabble with her, âXiaotong, if you trust me, just listen to my advice. Stop making a fuss. Heâs not one of us. If you annoy him, who knows what might happen.â
âHeh, really?â Zhou Xiaotong laughed dismissively, then switched topics, âWhat conditions did your family agree to for inviting him to help?â
âThatâs not something I can disclose,â Yuan Huapeng was not willing to tell her the truth. âThere are some things youâre better off not knowing.â
âHow big of a deal can he pull off?â Zhou Xiaotong snorted with disdain, âAt most, he kills a few people when running a private mine.â
Yuan Huapeng remained silent. He knew this girlâs life was a mess, but her brain definitely worked well, so he didnât want to say anything.
In the end, he still sighed, âDonât say I didnât warn you⦠The number of people he has killed has reached three digits.â
âWhat?â Zhou Xiaotong was shocked, then laughed again, âHua Peng, are you joking with me again?â
You think itâs appropriate to say such things to me? Yuan Huapeng was both amused and annoyed, âPlay tricks on someone else. Iâm your brother⦠Iâll tell you once more, explicitly, the three-digit number refers to the people he personally killed.â
âHua Peng, youâre just trying to scare meâ¦â Zhou Xiaotong was initially laughing dismissively, then her face darkened abruptly, âFuck⦠How dare you hang up on me?â
After putting down the mobile phone, she frowned and muttered to herself in a low voice, âPersonally killed hundreds of people? Itâs peacetime; even if he were a family planning official, heâs too young for that, right?â
After being stunned for a while, she picked up her mobile phone again and made a call, âTingting, help me check someone named Feng Jun, his ID number isâ¦â
Her connections were indeed not minor. By the next morning, she had gathered quite a bit of information about Feng Jun.
There was one detail that caught her attention, âHe flew to the southwest last year, but itâs unclear when he returned⦠This guy trades in jade, could he have gone to Myanmar?â
âBut thatâs not right either. He mainly deals with Hetian Jade, which is soft jade. Myanmar mostly produces hard jade, rightâ¦â
At the same moment, Feng Jun had just gotten out of bed. He had spent ten days in the capital, ten nights without recharging, and after returning yesterday, he charged up for a whole night. He felt incredibly comfortable all over, which was why he slept in late, a rare indulgence.
After freshening up, he carried his breakfast to the floor-to-ceiling windows on the second floor.
Zhengyang had also seen snowfall. It started the day before yesterday and continued until yesterday afternoon. Peach Blossom Valley was draped in silver, and even the small courtyard was a blanket of white.
The birdâs nest on the clothes rack was completely covered by snow, and the crow perched under the eaves, its claws on the shell of the outdoor air conditioning unit, eagerly observing the silver-white world.
Indeed, this creature was hopping about, seemingly oblivious to the predicament of the house being flooded, bursting with vigor.
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