Chapter 372: Ward Examination
Seeing that it was getting late, Ling Feng and Lin Xue snuggled on the bed for a while before getting up.
After a simple tidy up, Ling Feng saw a bright red spot on the sheets.
Lin Xue was extremely embarrassed, quickly tugging at his arm, "Don’t look!"
"Why not look, it’s evidence!" Ling Feng laughed.
"Evidence?"
Lin Xue blinked in confusion, staring with wide eyes.
"It proves that from the past to the future, you belong only to me!" Ling Feng chuckled mischievously.
Lin Xue rolled her eyes in response, "Humph, such male chauvinism!"
After giving him a look, she continued, "Don’t get cocky, hurry up and wash up. If I’m not mistaken, Du Song must already be getting impatient!"
"Alright, I know!"
Ling Feng quickly went to freshen up, while Lin Xue frowned at the sight of the sheets!
Sure enough, once both of them were ready and opened the door, there were Du Song and He Bing waiting at the doorway!
Seeing them, Ling Feng was startled, "What’s this about?"
"Nothing much, didn’t want to disturb your rest, so just waited here for a bit," Du Song said with an awkward smile.
"Really in a hurry, huh? Alright, let’s head downstairs to settle the bill and go!" Ling Feng said helplessly.
As the elevator reached the first floor, Lin Xue handed the car keys to Du Song, "You two go ahead and wait in the car. Ling Feng and I will join you once we’ve settled everything!"
"Oh, okay!"
Du Song, not thinking much of it, took the keys and left.
Ling Feng initially found it odd, but upon reaching the reception desk and hearing the hotel staff report that a bedsheet had been dirtied and needed compensation, he suddenly understood.
Seeing Lin Xue blushing, Ling Feng whispered, "Quite thoughtful, aren’t you?"
Lin Xue glared at him and pinched his waist softly, "It’s all your fault!"
It was lucky they had sent Du Song and the others away; otherwise, if they were here and heard about the dirty sheets, they would undoubtedly know what it meant. How could she face them then?
After settling the hotel bill, the two of them went to the parking lot and drove away from the provincial capital.
Once on the highway, Lin Xue glanced at Ling Feng, "Just leaving like this, don’t you have anything left to take care of?"
"Nothing at all. Our task is complete; what else could there be?" Ling Feng shrugged.
Lin Xue smiled, "Good to know!"
After that, neither spoke again.
Ling Feng knew what she was referring to, but Luo Qianyu had already received a lesson from him and definitely wouldn’t show her face again. As for Li Yun, their relationship was purely business, so it didn’t matter if they saw each other or not.
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After returning to the county city, Lin Xue parked the car in front of the hospital, "I need to go back to Longyuan first to report on the task. I’ll head to the ward afterward."
"Okay, let’s stay in touch by phone. If it’s quick, you might not need to come back; Du Song’s sister might be discharged soon," Ling Feng nodded.
After splitting up, a somewhat confused Du Song couldn’t help but ask, "Boss, can you really cure my sister so quickly?"
"I’ll give it a try, I’ve never treated leukemia before."
Ling Feng smiled and stepped into the hospital building.
This wasn’t Ling Feng’s first visit here; he had previously cured both Mo Jiaolan and Old Master Mo in this very place.
Following Du Song upstairs, they arrived at the Blood Disease Ward. Upon entering, Ling Feng saw three beds in the room, each with a patient lying on it.
On the bed furthest in, a pale-faced little girl lay there. Du Song quickly walked over and asked the middle-aged woman sitting by the bed, "Mom, how’s my sister doing?"
"She had some porridge in the morning and just fell asleep. You’re back," the woman said wearily.
"Mom, let me introduce you to Mr. Ling," Du Song said, nodding with a hint of excitement.
Ling Feng stepped forward, "Hello, Auntie."
Du Song’s mother looked to be around fifty years old, the weariness on her face quite evident, as taking care of a sick person in the hospital is undeniably exhausting.
The girl in the bed, who seemed to be around twelve or thirteen, was frail, eliciting pity from those who saw her.
"Hello, Mr. Ling. It’s a bit cramped in the sickroom, I’m sorry about that," she said.
Du Song’s mother did not know why Ling Feng had come, assuming he was just a friend of her son’s, visiting her daughter.
Ling Feng smiled, feeling that the environment of the sickroom was indeed not very good. Relatives were taking care of the patients on the neighboring two beds, and with over ten people in the small room, the air was stale.
Seeing this, he thought for a moment and then said to Du Song, "Why don’t we get your sister discharged first?"
"What?"
It wasn’t just Du Song who was stunned; his mother was also baffled. Why would he suggest discharge upon arrival, with the illness not yet cured?
Ling Feng was aware of his sudden proposition, so he smiled and sat down on the bedside, "Auntie, don’t worry. Let me take a look at the child first, and we can discuss the discharge afterward."
As he spoke, he took hold of the little girl’s wrist. It was so delicate that it pained him to touch it.
Ling Feng was already familiar with leukemia, a disease of the immune system. He knew that using his lineage’s healing methods, it would certainly not be as easy to cure as tumors might be.
Sure enough, after inspecting her with his own internal energy, his brows furrowed.
"Boss, do you have a way?"
Du Song’s heart was in his throat; if Ling Feng couldn’t cure her, they would have to continue waiting in the hospital, spending countless amounts of money. And who knew when a compatible bone marrow donor would be found?
Seeing Du Song’s anxiety, Ling Feng shook his head slightly, "There is a way, but it will take some time."
After speaking, he took out a medicinal pill from his pocket, "Let the child take this first to alleviate the symptoms, so she doesn’t catch any other diseases."
"Okay!"
When Du Song heard there was hope, he didn’t hesitate at all, and quickly found a cup of water, preparing to give his sister the medication.
Seeing this, Du Song’s mother asked with a puzzled face, "Son, who exactly is Mr. Ling?"
"He’s my friend, but also a Divine Doctor. Don’t worry, mom, there’s hope for my sister’s illness!" Du Song said excitedly.
As they talked, the patients and family members in the next bed heard everything and turned their attention towards them.
As the little girl swallowed the medicinal pill, her complexion quickly turned rosy, leaving everyone on the scene with their eyes wide!
Although she was still fast asleep, it was evident that her condition was different from before!
So, having witnessed this scene, the families of the patients in the other two beds hurried over.
With a tentative smile, they both bent over and said to Ling Feng, "Divine Doctor, do you... do you have any more of that medicine?"
Ling Feng gave a bitter smile, knowing this would be the result, and took out two more medicinal pills from his pocket: "I do, but these pills only provide relief. To be cured completely, you still need to coordinate with the hospital’s treatment."
"How much does one cost?" the family members asked.
"It’s free, take it and use it," Ling Feng said with a smile.
The two were somewhat incredulous. In this day and age, who heard of medicine that didn’t cost a thing?