Zuo Hongyi was drenched in sweat and his skin was flushed, a phenomenon normally seen after intense physical activity; yet now, he, a comatose patient, was also displaying these signs.
This was all because of a few small silver needles, controlled by a young man, that brought about this miraculous scene.
"How can this be?" Zhong Huiyun was not a doctor and did not know whether it was good or bad, and couldn’t help but ask worriedly.
"Don’t worry, this is a good sign. It indicates that the circulation of Qi and blood within his body is very lively; the acupuncture is working!" Dean Miao, being an experienced practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine and quite knowledgeable about acupuncture, certainly knew what the situation entailed.
"Really? That’s great!" Zhong Huiyun, upon receiving Dean Miao’s confirmation, exclaimed with joy, finally revealing a relieved smile on her face.
When others heard that it was a good sign, they were genuinely happy for Zhong Huiyun. Only Doctor Bi was sulking, as he couldn’t stand the idea that a youth he looked down upon possessed such skill.
Lin Tian ignored their commotion and turned to the head nurse, "Keep the IV going for Mr. Zuo, for his Qi and blood are strong right now, but his consumption is not small; maintain his hydration and energy replenishment."
"Alright." The head nurse nodded, agreeing and carefully checked Mr. Zuo’s IV drip.
In the past, without the conditions for an IV, fluids often had to be administered orally, which was less effective. But now, in the hospital, Lin Tian naturally wanted to make use of the available facilities. Otherwise, having Zhong Huiyun give mouth-to-mouth to transfer fluids to Zuo Hongyi would be quite cumbersome.
Moreover, even if they were a couple, mouth-to-mouth in front of everyone would surely embarrass Zhong Huiyun.
This was a crucial moment. Lin Tian gave a quick instruction and continued his manipulation of the acupuncture needles on Zuo Hongyi’s body, inserting and flicking them in various ways. Through his vision, Lin Tian saw that the blood clots in Zuo Hongyi’s brain were slowly shrinking.
Although the rate of shrinkage was slow, such that even the hospital’s equipment might not detect it, Lin Tian could see even the slightest changes clearly through his vision.
The blood and bodily fluids dissolved the clots and then absorbed them. At a certain threshold, the monitors in the ICU began to register a response, but what reacted quicker than the machines were Zuo Hongyi’s fingers.
His fingers suddenly twitched, unnoticed by anyone; even Zhong Huiyun didn’t see it, but Lin Tian did.
"Look at his fingers," Lin Tian said without turning his head.
Everyone was momentarily stunned, not sure what Lin Tian meant; but soon, they realized, could he be waking up? Everyone immediately looked toward Zuo Hongyi’s fingers, but the fingers had stopped moving, and nobody had seen anything. Doctor Bi sneered, ready to mock Lin Tian.
"Ah..." A scream rang out, interrupting his thoughts.
At that moment, Zhong Huiyun, with her mouth wide open, pointed shakingly at Zuo Hongyi and stammered, "You... Did you see that? His fingers moved, Old Zuo’s fingers moved!"
"Dean Miao, did you see that? Is he waking up?" Zhong Huiyun asked eagerly, looking at Dean Miao excitedly.
"Indeed, Mr. Zuo’s fingers definitely moved. I can confirm one hundred percent that he is not far from waking up," Dean Lin nodded, giving her a definitive answer.
Zhong Huiyun was instantly fixed in place, with tears streaming down her face. She didn’t cry out loud, just silently shed tears, the tears of someone who had experienced terror, despair, and then hope.
"Auntie..." Xing’er softly called out, stepping forward to hold Zhong Huiyun’s hand.
Time slowly passed, and another hour later, Lin Tian was still maintaining rapid needle movements. Just as everyone had recovered from their initial surprise, they were once again astounded by Lin Tian’s formidable stamina.
The acupuncture had been going on for over two hours now, and Lin Tian hadn’t paused for a moment, still keeping a steady rhythm, precisely controlling the silver needles.
Such incredible stamina was required, even a bull couldn’t compare, and what amazed everyone even more was that Lin Tian’s face wasn’t red, he wasn’t out of breath, nor was he sweating, seeming no different from when he had started.
If there was anyone not surprised, it was only Xiao Manxuan, who had seen Lin Tian’s acupuncture before and had long known about his surprising physical and stamina endurance. Zhang Lingyu stared at Lin Tian’s handsome face as if she was seeing him for the first time.
"Junior brother, were you born in the year of the ox, or perhaps an elephant, since your stamina is so inexhaustible?" Zi Yan stood beside Lin Tian, asked softly, gazing at him with captivating autumnal eyes.
"Do you really want to know?" Lin Tian winked at her, noting that the acupuncture was nearly complete, and joked softly, "If we find a secluded spot another day, we can explore in depth, and then you’ll see just how strong my stamina is."
Even though Zi Yan was a mature woman, at that moment she blushed deeply at Lin Tian’s words, her fair, delicate cheeks turning as red as if brushed with rouge, looking stunningly attractive.
However, Lin Tian immediately regretted his words, because he forgot that another person in the room could hear them, and that was the little girl, Zhang Lingyu.
Indeed, Zhang Lingyu cast two sharp glances at him, continuously muttering, "Big pervert, big pervert..."
Damn, it’s none of your business who I talk to, Lin Tian thought shamelessly to himself.
This was just a minor episode, as Lin Tian was merely trying to relax a bit; after all, while the acupuncture had been physically bearable, it had considerably drained his spiritual power.
Lin Tian continued to observe Zuo Hongyi intently, and at a moment when the blood clots changed significantly, he suddenly stretched out a hand and gently flicked the silver needle at the Yintang acupoint.
Everyone seemed to hear a very faint "buzzing" sound in their ears. The sound appeared suddenly and disappeared just as quickly. By the time they strained to listen again, it was gone.
Watching her husband intently, Zhong Huiyun suddenly widened her eyes, staring fixedly at her husband’s face, or more precisely, at his eyes. Because during the "buzzing" sound, Zuo Hongyi’s eyelids quivered slightly and then slowly opened.
"He... he’s awake!" Zhong Huiyun stammered, her face filled with disbelief.
Although Dean Miao had said there was a one hundred percent chance of awakening, when the moment actually arrived, Zhong Huiyun still couldn’t believe what she was seeing.
"Everyone be quiet, keep quiet, head nurse, dim the lights," Dean Miao suddenly calmed down, then issued directions methodically.
Patients who have had their eyes closed for a long time should not be suddenly exposed to strong stimuli, whether noise or light.
As the head nurse dimmed the lights, Zuo Hongyi finally opened his eyes completely, looking around bewildered, not comprehending what was happening.
"Ah, my head hurts!" Zuo Hongyi seemed to have regained his senses, but his first words were to complain of a headache, his hands moving to cradle his head.
Lin Tian quickly reached out to stop him; there were still needles in his head, and any reckless movement would indeed be tragically ironic. But as sensations returned, Zuo Hongyi’s headache intensified.
"Why is this happening?" Zhong Huiyun looked at her husband’s pained expression and asked anxiously.
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