The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s-Chapter 201 - 165

After checking the pulse, the old man got up and attempted to open Mo Junhua’s eyes for examination. Only then did he notice someone sitting by the bed, blocking his way, and impatiently waved his hand, "Irrelevant people, step aside. Who was it that came to report the news just now? Come here, I have questions for her."

Lan Tian sat still, unable to move even if she wanted to; Mo Junhua was holding her hand. Watching the old man examining Mo Junhua, touching his legs, pinching his shoulders, and taking his pulse, she saw everything. She had no particular skills, but he seemed to have a big temper and even bigger airs.

After giving those instructions and turning back to see Lan Tian still there, he frowned. The middle-aged male doctor noticed his teacher frowning and knew it was a sign of his anger, poised to reprimand Lan Tian.

"That is, Dr. Sun, the one who discovered the patient had awakened was not me, but her."

The nurse stepped forward, pointed at Lan Tian, and spoke just in time to interrupt Dr. Sun. Irritated, Dr. Sun gave the nurse a look that made her scalp tingle, thinking she had done something wrong, she lowered her head and withdrew into the crowd, after which Dr. Sun turned back to face Lan Tian.

"Was it you who found the patient had come to?" Evidently, the old man had also heard the nurse’s words, and with a stern face, he looked at Lan Tian, "Why didn’t you speak up when I asked earlier?"

Lan Tian glanced at him coldly, thinking he was overstepping his bounds. Relying on his age, but not considering whether he was worth it.

"Based on the pulse, the patient’s condition seems the same as before, with no differences. How did he suddenly awaken?" Not waiting for Lan Tian’s response, the old man paced back and forth in front of the bed, muttering to himself.

He glanced at Lan Tian and stopped, firing off one sharp question after another, "When did you notice? What was the patient’s condition at the time? How did he react after awakening? Has the patient shown any special reactions recently? Or has he been given any special medicine?"

Lan Tian’s expression was exceptionally cold, with a sneering look at Dr. Sun beside her, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes, "You should ask your doctors these questions. What symptoms the patient has shown, what medicine has been used, what reactions there have been - the patient’s primary physician should be clearer on these, and the nurses should know as well. The elderly gentleman has asked the wrong person, hasn’t he?"

Dr. Sun’s face turned red with embarrassment, unable to look at Lan Tian. What the girl said seemed right; indeed, only the doctors and nurses would know the answers to the teacher’s questions. Yet they honestly did not know of any special reactions by the patient; they came every day for check-ups, and the patient’s condition seemed normal.

"Girl." Mo Junhua, in a half-asleep state, seemed to sense Lan Tian’s displeasure, his brow furrowed, tightening the grip on the hand in his palm.

The people in the room immediately turned their attention to him as he made a sound. On doing so, the crowd saw the two holding hands, openly displayed before everyone. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel-com

The young doctors and nurses looked uncomfortable with a fleeting glance; the two were really... quite bold.

"The patient has just awakened and is very weak. He needs rest. We can address any questions tomorrow." Lan Tian unceremoniously dismissed them; the old man, puffing his beard in anger, thought this girl lacked manners.

The doctors and nurses who came with him looked at Lan Tian in shock. ’Fools rush in where angels fear to tread’. Did this girl have any idea whom she was sending away? Even the paramount figure of the Military District Hospital was being sent off by her. Had she lost her mind? There were countless patients in the hospital crying and begging to be seen by him, and they might not even be granted his presence. Even if they got to see him, it depended on his mood.

Shouldn’t she, being related to the patient, be grateful?

Lan Tian, unaware of everyone’s thoughts, even if she did know, wouldn’t care. She always preferred peace and quiet. Suddenly, so many people crowded into the ward, chattering noisily and making it seem smaller and much less comfortable.

The old man stood his ground, staring at Lan Tian. This patient’s illness was so unique, an excellent subject for research. If the cause could be found through him, observing the changes in his condition at every moment, even a slight improvement would be a boon for all humanity. Yet she had no sense of social responsibility.

"You..."

"You are disturbing the patient’s rest," Lan Tian said in a faint voice, but everyone could hear the questioning tone in her words. As doctors, fully aware that patients need rest, their ’rash’ arrival in a large group, crowding around the patient and discussing, was a dereliction of their duties as medical professionals.

They should wait until the patient’s condition improved before conducting an examination.

"Teacher, what do you think?" Dr. Sun asked the elder’s opinion, glancing at Lan Tian out of the corner of his eye.

The elder let out a cold huff and walked away with a flick of his hand.

The group that followed also left ’whooshing’ away; seeing that they were people who would dare to rock the very Taishan and Beidou, they were no match and better not to be an eyesore here. Before leaving, Chu Yang looked at Lan Tian. Dr. Sun walked a few steps, then turned back to retrieve the patient’s chart hanging at the head of the bed.

Suddenly, the room was empty save for Lan Tian and Zhou Yuwei. Zhou Yuwei lifted her eyes to look at Lan Tian, wanting several times to ask about Mo Junhua’s condition, but seeing Lan Tian resting with her eyes closed, leaning against the bedside, she stomped her foot and left unwillingly.

Hearing the door gently close, Lan Tian opened her eyes and took out a medicine bottle from her ’Sleeve Universe’, pouring out a green pill, gleaming with an extraordinary light, obviously no ordinary medicine.

"Swallow it," she ordered, pinching Mo Junhua’s chin.

Mo Junhua subconsciously did as she instructed in his coma and ’gulp’ swallowed it down. Lan Tian’s eyes twitched as she watched; he swallowed just because she told him to, not even knowing what he was swallowing, not afraid of being poisoned to death.

Opening the case of silver needles, rows and rows of the cold and gleaming silver needles were dazzling to the eyes, making it hard to keep them open. She pulled out one—

This pill, once swallowed, would allow Mo Junhua to slowly recover after a few days. Having been out for such a lengthy period, knowing that she was in the military, her family wasn’t worried about her at all, not a single person came to visit her, they were really too confident weren’t they!

Lan Tian humphed, she was being oversensitive again.

Mo Junhua, when he awakened, couldn’t move for the time being. His gaze lingered on Lan Tian all day; wherever Lan Tian went, his head would turn in that direction, as if he could never see enough of her. How long had it been since he had seen this girl? She was heartless; the letters he wrote back to her, not a single reply.

"Girl, why didn’t you reply to my letters?" Mo Junhua said, feeling wronged. Going north to the battlefield wasn’t some secret mission; soldiers, when they have free time, always let their families know they are safe. He wrote a safe return letter, and afterwards, continuously wrote many more, all disappearing without a trace, like a stone sinking into the sea.

Letters?

Lan Tian tilted her head to look at him, "What letter? I haven’t received your letters."

"Not a single one?" Mo Junhua asked, unwilling to give up hope.

Lan Tian shook her head, not a single hair received.

A shadow fell upon Mo Junhua’s eyes, someone intercepted his letters and didn’t want his family to be informed of his whereabouts. Why?

In the face of the dire situation on the frontline, the military would notify the family at the first opportunity. Those people wanted him to die on the battlefield, what did it matter whether the family knew or not?

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