12: Chapter 12 Who is this amazing person?

As Han Shuang left the ward and closed the door, only Chen Mo and Tang Yao remained in the room.

Chen Mo pulled up a stool and sat by the bed. Seeing the peaceful expression on Tang Yao's face, he knew there was no way to ask for her opinion, so he simply grasped her wrist and began to channel his Internal Energy.

Gentle Internal Energy flowed from her wrist into Tang Yao's body, circulating through all her Meridians and acupoints.

Chen Mo assessed Tang Yao's physical condition.

Weak. She was truly too weak.

No wonder they said it was necessary to operate and insert an esophageal tube.

However, Internal Energy is a form of energy, and using it to nourish the body was a simple task.

Since his Internal Energy was easy to replenish, Chen Mo didn't hold back at all.

He thoroughly nourished her body, limbs, internal organs, and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians.

Even so, it only consumed half of his Internal Energy.

Just as Chen Mo was preparing to stop, he suddenly saw Tang Yao's finger twitch.

Holy crap!

Chen Mo was so startled he nearly lost his breath.

He steadied his mind and called out softly, "Tang Yao, classmate Tang Yao?"

However, there was no response.

He channeled his Internal Energy to sense her condition again, but found no abnormalities in Tang Yao's body.

It was likely just a reflexive twitch after her body regained some vitality from the nourishment of his Internal Energy.

Fortunately, there was nothing wrong.

Because the problem with a vegetative patient lies in their consciousness and Soul; no matter how powerful the Internal Energy, it only acts on the body and has nothing to do with the root of the illness.

If a vegetative patient could be awakened just by nourishing them with Internal Energy, that would truly be strange.

So now, the so-called Massage Therapy was complete, and Tang Yao would no longer need to undergo surgery.

Just as Chen Mo was about to call everyone in, he suddenly realized that his cultivation hadn't taken much time.

In novels, miraculous doctors usually spend forty-nine hours healing people, and while they're at it, they often cough up blood.

It wouldn't make sense for him to have cured Tang Yao's malnutrition and muscle atrophy so easily.

To avoid suspicion, he simply sat cross-legged on the floor and began practicing his Basic Internal Energy, restoring the Internal Energy he had just consumed while stalling for time.

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Outside the door, Han Shuang, the Old Dean, and several medical staff were waiting quietly.

Although emotionally, Han Shuang desperately wanted to believe that Chen Mo's technique for circulating Qi and invigorating blood could alleviate her daughter's symptoms.

Reason, however, told her that this was almost impossible.

But she also knew Chen Mo meant well, which was why she was willing to let him try.

As for the bet between Chen Mo and Doctor Wu, she didn't pay much attention to it. With her here, she presumed Doctor Wu wouldn't dare to actually send Chen Mo to jail.

At this moment, because of the earlier commotion, people were gradually being attracted to the scene.

"Isn't this the Tang girl's room? Are they performing surgery?"

"Would they leave Dean Zhang outside if they were performing surgery? Little Han must be giving her daughter a bath."

"Isn't Little Han right here?"

"Uh..."

"Little Han, what exactly is going on in there? Is it convenient for you to say?"

Apart from Tang Yao's somewhat special situation, the other residents in the Sanatorium were all elderly men and women.

Everyone had reached an age where they sought peace and quiet, which is why they moved into the Sanatorium.

However, they weren't used to it being too quiet either.

So, upon hearing the noise here, many of the elderly gathered to watch the excitement.

Although Han Shuang greeted them politely, she felt that something was amiss.

Because these elderly people were advanced in age and attached great importance to things like Traditional Chinese Medicine passed down by their Old Ancestors.

If they found out about the bet between Chen Mo and Doctor Wu, Chen Mo might be in trouble.

She glanced at the Old Dean and explained to everyone, "It's nothing; Yao Yao's classmate has come to visit. We came out to let the young people have a private chat."

She said this to cover for Chen Mo.

The Old Dean immediately understood her meaning.

However, he didn't expose her, but instead nodded in agreement.

Because after practicing medicine for most of his life, being kicked out of a ward by a junior wasn't exactly something glorious to talk about.

The elderly believed her, but they didn't intend to leave; instead, they seemed quite interested.

"A classmate? Yao Yao's classmates haven't visited in a long time."

"Is the one inside a male or female classmate?"

"It should be a male classmate. When I was taking a walk nearby earlier, I saw a young man I didn't recognize. He looked quite handsome; I even thought he was some young celebrity."

"Oh, no wonder they need to have a private chat."

"What was Yao Yao's impression of him before? If Yao Yao is willing, I think they should just..."

"That's right, the fact that he came to visit at a time like this shows he has feelings for her."

Listening to the elderly chatter back and forth, Han Shuang couldn't help but laugh and cry at the same time: "He is indeed a male classmate, but given Yao Yao's current situation, wouldn't I be holding him back?"

"Little Han, you can't say it like that. Your couple's enterprise is ranked in the top ten in Jiangnan; having him marry into your family wouldn't be treating him unfairly."

"Yao Yao's situation isn't without any hope. Perhaps getting married and bringing some good luck might just make her better all of a sudden!"

"That's what I'm saying too. Yao Yao's condition is unique, but everyone who has recovered from this illness has done so after receiving a strong emotional stimulus, so it's definitely worth a try!"

These elderly people almost all knew about Tang Yao's situation. Seeing a girl only in her teens suffering from such an illness made their hearts ache. So, although they were teasing, they all hoped that this method could truly stimulate Tang Yao to wake up.

Han Shuang didn't have any plans in this regard for the time being. In her heart, even if she really needed to seek a glimmer of hope through such a method, she would have to wait for Chen Mo to enter society and observe him for a few years.

So she just shook her head and smiled bitterly: "We'll see."

"Alright, just discuss it with Old Tang."

"Anyway, the 'good luck marriage' is just a hope; don't take it too seriously."

"We'll continue our stroll."

The elderly had given their advice, but after all, it was someone else's family matter, so they couldn't overstep their bounds.

Seeing that this matter was about to be covered up by Han Shuang and the elderly were saying their goodbyes and preparing to leave, the middle-aged man felt unhappy.

He saw that Han Shuang's attitude was clearly favoring that kid. Once the elderly spectators left, with Han Shuang's protection, Chen Mo's bet would definitely not be fulfilled.

He rolled his eyes, a plan forming in his mind. Eager for knowledge, he looked at the Old Dean: "Old Dean, where do you think that young brother learned his medical skills? He actually has the confidence to say that Young Miss Tang won't need to undergo surgery after his treatment?"

Upon hearing this, the Old Dean thought, "Oh no."

Han Shuang's heart also skipped a beat.

The group of elderly people who were about to leave, as expected, all looked over curiously.

"Little Wu, what do you mean by that?"

"Yao Yao's classmate knows medicine?"

The middle-aged man was startled and covered his mouth, wearing an expression of having realized he had made a slip of the tongue.

The Old Dean glared at him in annoyance.

At this point, it couldn't be hidden anymore.

He cleared his throat: "Inside the room is indeed Young Miss Tang's male classmate, but they aren't having a private chat. Madam Han said that just to cover for me. The actual situation is that the young man is going to perform a secret technique from his sect for Massage Therapy, so he kicked us all out."

"What?"

"Is that really the case?"

"What kind of sect has such airs that even Dean Zhang isn't allowed to observe?"

"Is he truly capable, or is he just putting on a show?"

Now, the elderly were truly shocked.

They had lived in the Sanatorium for a long time and had a deep understanding of Dean Zhang's abilities.

Even Dean Zhang had been kicked out of the ward.

Then the other party's ability or arrogance must be boundless, at least in one respect.

They didn't know which one it was.

Now, none of the elderly were prepared to leave; they intended to take a good look at the young man in the ward and see who on earth he was.