Hu Yedong’s words cast a fleeting shadow of depth across Fu Wangning’s eyes.
Jiang Moxi treated Hu Yedong in such a hit-or-miss and even rough manner when administering dicine, yet Hu Yedong felt better than before he was ill. Could it be that Jiang Moxi’s dical skills were truly against the natural order?
No...
That shouldn’t be possible.
According to the investigation by Fu Wangning, Jiang Moxi hadn’t had any prior exposure to Traditional Chinese dicine.
Even though Old Master Feng was a renowned physician in Emperor City, Jiang Moxi might have picked up so knowledge from him, but it seed unlikely that she could have learned the dical skills.
It is well known that studying TCM is an exceedingly lengthy process.
Even soone like Fu Wangning, who was hailed as a prodigy by various schools since childhood, needed to pore over every dical text from an early age to achieve her current level of success.
Of course, Fu Wangning also considered the possibility that Jiang Moxi might have had Old Master Feng prescribe the dicine for Hu Yedong, and then she simply copied the formula at the hospital.
But that didn’t seem right either.
Old Master Feng was indeed a famous Chinese dicine practitioner with impressive skills, but after inquiring throughout Emperor City, Fu Wangning heard no news about him having cured cancer.
So Fu Wangning wondered if Hu Yedong’s reaction could perhaps be a transient improvent as seen in a dying flash of lucidity?
Lost in thought, Fu Wangning did not respond for a while, prompting Hu Yedong to ask her, "Professor Fu? What’s the matter?"
"It’s nothing much. I was just thinking about whether I should take your pulse and prescribe so dicine for you on behalf of Moxi."
Fu Wangning thought that most patients would go to great lengths to consult renowned doctors to get a clearer understanding of their condition.
Therefore, if she could lead Hu Yedong to actively ask for her to take his pulse, she wouldn’t be breaking the rules of the ga, and she could also confirm whether Hu Yedong’s condition had truly improved, to adjust her strategy accordingly.
However, Fu Wangning did not expect Hu Yedong to refuse her.
"There’s no need. I think the dicine Dr. Jiang prescribed is quite good. I’ll just stick to it," he said.
Fu Wangning didn’t expect Hu Yedong to be ungrateful, but she had no choice but to let it be: "Alright then, you take care and rest well."
Due to the ongoing live streaming in the hospital room, Fu Wangning left the room with a hypocritical smile on her face, despite moving on.
But her followers reacted differently.
Seeing Fu Wangning proactively co to check on Hu Yedong’s condition, they felt she was far more responsible than Jiang Moxi, the attending physician who was nowhere to be seen. They began to rail against Jiang Moxi in the live broadcast’s comnts.
"Professor Fu is diligent and responsible. This is how a doctor should be, unlike so people!"
"Hu Yedong has been bought by Jiang Moxi’s money and the care she provided for his parents. That’s why he’s so compliant with her."
"Professor Fu deigned to offer to take Hu Yedong’s pulse and prescribe dicine for him. It’s his loss for not appreciating it. Just you wait and see, the more Hu Yedong is defending Jiang Moxi now, the more he’ll despise her when his condition flares up completely."
Still, few believed that Jiang Moxi, who picked up TCM halfway through, could cure Hu Yedong’s illness.
Yet oddly enough, Hu Yedong’s condition visibly continued to improve.
Now, not only could he get up every day to practice Tai Chi, but he also found ti to write several song lyrics, compose music, and play the guitar, performing for the audience in the live stream.
Additionally, he had started to put on weight in the past few days, his complexion had improved significantly, and he even started to look quite manly.
As a result, Hu Yedong’s live streaming room saw an explosive increase in popularity, not just from those concerned about his dical condition and following the competition, but also many passers-by who turned into fans, becoming admirers of his music.
There were also viewers who said, "Actually, he’s not bad-looking at all. If he had sung the songs he composed before, he would have beco famous a long ti ago."
"His voice is really magnetic, and maybe because he’s singing his own compositions, he brings more emotion to it than other singers, and can instantly imrse you in the mood."
"Go for it, Hu Yedong. If you survive and beco a singer, I’ll definitely be your number one fan."
Compared to Hu Yedong’s live streaming room, the other patients participating in the treatnt didn’t have many viewers.
Even Jiang Tairan’s live streaming room was barely visited.
As such, his condition was significantly worse than before, and hardly a few people noticed.
Of course, so people also believed that the deterioration in Jiang Tairan’s condition could very likely be caused by being upset with Jiang Moxi.
Only Jiang Tairan himself knew that, in fact, before he could take Fu Wangning’s dicine, he didn’t feel this miserable.
Since he took Fu Wangning’s dicine, there hasn’t been a single part of his body that felt at ease.
These last few days were even worse, to the point where he couldn’t even fall asleep at night.
But Jiang Tairan thought, this probably wasn’t Fu Wangning’s issue, but rather his own.
It was because he was upset with Jiang Moxi, and he was also anxious about Jiang’s being reduced to a re shell.
But what he didn’t know was that it wasn’t just him—other patients under Fu Wangning’s care were also clearly in a worse state than before.
For so who already had very serious conditions, even without experiencing the extre blow Jiang Tairan had, they were rushed in and out of ICU twice these past days.
Fu Wangning’s explanation for this was, "This patient was already in the very last stage of their illness before treatnt. The organs throughout their body were already blocked, and it’s difficult for the dicine they take to be effective."
By the end of her explanation, Fu Wangning was nearly choking up, as if she was greatly distressed internally by her inability to cure the patient.
Countless devotees of Fu Wangning sent comforting ssages in her live streaming room.
"Professor Fu, life and death are predestined, there’s no need to demand too much of yourself."
"Professor Fu, if cancer could really be cured one by one, it wouldn’t still be the biggest challenge in the dical field up to this day."
Of course, apart from Fu Wangning’s devotees, there were also so of Hu Yedong’s viewers who went to witness the tearful scene in Fu Wangning’s live streaming room.
However, these fans were sowhat puzzled and asked questions in the live stream.
"Strange, how co I rember this person’s condition wasn’t as serious as Hu Yedong’s before?"
"Exactly, Hu Yedong was supposed to be the most seriously ill among all the patients back then. He couldn’t even walk and had to rely on a wheelchair. But now he’s taking Designer X’s dicine, and he’s not only started practicing Tai Chi but has also begun to play music and sing in his live stream."
"My fellow netizens, suddenly I feel like Designer X’s dicine seems to be much more effective than Professor Fu’s?"
Naturally, these questioners were promptly cursed at by Fu Wangning’s devotees.
The internet was in an uproar, and Fu Wangning herself was sowhat anxious after seeing these remarks.
Logically, with Jiang Moxi’s lack of experience, Hu Yedong should be in a worsened state by now.
But not only did Hu Yedong not die, his condition was even improving.
Afterward, Fu Wangning visited Hu Yedong’s hospital room several tis, but Hu Yedong still refused to let her take his pulse, leaving her helpless.
In this unsettled state, Fu Wangning approached the day when the cancer treatnt PK challenge would co to an end...
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