Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
The hospital ward was absolutely quiet when Huo Yao took Prof Min’s pulse.
Even Zhuo Yun did not dare to make a sound. He clenched his fists and watched Huo Yao intently as she took the patient’s pulse.
Huo Yao removed her hand half a minute later with a puzzled look on her face.
“Miss Huo, how is he?” asked Zhuo Yun hurriedly.
Huo Yao did not give him any answers. She simply removed her silver needles and said, “Can you please get half a glass of water?”
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Zhuo Yun did not know why she wanted water. He simply acknowledged her and went over to the water dispenser nearby. He pulled out a disposable cup and filled it halfway with cool water.
Huo Yao stuck a silver needle on Prof Min’s fingertip and collected so blood using the paper cup. When she was done, she mixed the blood with the water.
Huo Yao did not detect anything amiss with the mixture, but she paused briefly when she slled the faint fragrance wafting from it.
Before long, she snapped out of her thoughts and placed the cup on the bedside table. She raised her head and looked at Min Yu and asked. “Has your father been to so rural mountains recently?”
“Kind of.” Min Yu nodded without telling her about the archaeological expedition. Instead, he asked. “What’s going on with him?”
Huo Yao pondered for a couple of seconds and said, “Pollen belonging to a special plant found in mountainous regions can be absorbed through the skin. Patients can beco unconscious, inhaling it long term.”
“Did pollen do this to him?” Min Yu narrowed his eyes. He vaguely recalled slling flowers when he entered the prival forest. Since he was focused on finding the archaeological expedition team, he did not pay any attention to it.
Huo Yao nodded. She said with a profound look on her face, “Those flowers are usually found deep in mountains.”
Also, they required very special living conditions, so it was nearly impossible for outsiders to encounter the flower.
She could not help being surprised that Prof Min had encountered them.
“You’re absolutely right. I recalled catching a floral scent coming from Yang Yi the other day as well.” Zhuo Yun interrupted Huo Yao’s thoughts and shared his observations. “He probably got it from Prof Min when he carried him.”
“Is this flower very poisonous? Prof Min has been like this for two days already,” asked Zhuo Yun worriedly.
Huo Yao wiped her silver needle with her eyes narrowed. “It usually doesn’t cause great damage. If the patient is exposed for a long ti, it will definitely get a little problematic.”
“What about my father?” Min Yu looked at Huo Yao. He had not rested well in days, and looked clearly tired.
Huo Yao turned to glance at the patient. She paused before she replied. “He’s okay. Since he wasn’t exposed for very long, his system can probably break it down on its own. Don’t worry.”
Min Yu felt relieved.
He trusted his girlfriend’s dical skills.
“That’s odd. The doctor already tested his blood several tis. Why couldn’t he see this?” Zhuo Yun started wondering if the doctor was sleeping on the job.
Huo Yao did not answer Zhuo Yun. She stood up and applied acupuncture to several acupuncture points on the patient’s head. After she was done, she said, “I will write a prescription. When he wakes up, you can give him the ds. He can’t go anywhere for the next three days.”
“Why not?” asked Zhuo Yun quizzically.
Huo Yao glanced at him and said calmly, “He needs to detox.”
Zhuo Yun was caught by surprise. How was she going to give the patient detox? She made it sound as though Prof Min had to be grounded.
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