Chapter 79: Oh My, My Leg!

“Master…” Chen Yun called softly.

Hu Daniu opened his eyes at the sound, surprised. “Xiao Chen, what brings you here? Aren’t you supposed to be in Lanyun City?”

On the other bed, Hu Daniu’s wife, Li Xiaohua, turned her head when she heard her husband’s voice and saw the apprentice her husband mentioned nearly every day. Just as she was about to speak, Chen Yun quickly interjected, “This must be Mistress. Hello, Mistress.”

“Hello. You came all the way from the city so early—I feel bad about it. Daniu often talks about you, and I heard it’s thanks to you that he got his current job. Thank you so much for him.”

“You’re too polite. I wouldn’t be where I am today without Master’s guidance. Now that Master’s in the hospital, of course I had to come.” As Chen Yun spoke, he glanced around and spotted the thermos by the bedside. A sudden idea struck him. “You probably haven’t had breakfast yet, so I brought some. Please wait a moment, I’ll go get some hot water.” With that, he picked up the thermos and the food and hurried out.

“That’s odd, the thermos is full. Why is Chen Yun going to fetch water?” Watching him leave with both the thermos and the food, Xi Jiu was puzzled. “Who takes their breakfast with them just to get water?”

When Chen Yun reached the hot water room, he found it empty. He took out the basic life recovery potion and poured it into the millet porridge. Earlier, using his diagnostic skill, he’d seen that both Master and Mistress were at two-thirds of their life value. For the system, aside from certain special abnormal conditions like dementia or being in a vegetative state, most illnesses among ordinary people simply represented a drop in life value. Restore that, and the illness would be cured. Even a missing limb or broken bone could be fixed this way. So what could be more suitable than using a life recovery potion to restore them to full health?

He watched as the red liquid dissolved into the porridge, turning it a reddish yellow.

“Oh no, how did I forget about this? How am I supposed to explain it?” Chen Yun was stunned. He couldn’t exactly tell them he’d added a life recovery potion and that drinking it would heal them, could he?

“To hell with it, I’ll just play it by ear.”

Back in the ward, he saw that Xi Jiu had already helped Master and Mistress sit up against the bed, with the movable dining table set up and bowls and chopsticks ready. Chen Yun placed the thermos down and poured the millet porridge from the plastic bag into bowls.

Hu Daniu frowned at the reddish porridge. “Xiao Chen, where did you buy this millet porridge? It looks like they put coloring in it.”

Chen Yun gave an embarrassed smile. “I was in a hurry to see you and just grabbed something nearby. Maybe the shop owner got confused. Please make do with it.”

“Enough complaining,” Li Xiaohua said. “Xiao Chen came all the way to bring us breakfast, and you’re being picky? It may not look good, but it tastes great.” She took a sip. “Really, it’s delicious.”

“Really?” Hu Daniu tasted it suspiciously, then his eyes lit up. “Hey, you’re right! It must have some special ingredient.”

Of course it does, Chen Yun thought. Without it, how could I heal you?

“Ahh, I’m stuffed. I’ve never had such delicious millet porridge. Truly, you can’t judge by appearances,” Hu Daniu said, wiping his mouth in satisfaction.

“This is millet porridge, not a person,” Li Xiaohua replied with a smile. “Xiao Chen, thank you for coming to see us, but you should head back soon. Your job is important.”

Seeing that his master and mistress had finished every last drop, Chen Yun felt at ease and nodded. “Alright, take care and focus on your recovery. I’ll head back now, but don’t worry—you’ll be fine.”

“Take care on the road,” Hu Daniu urged.

“I understand, Master. I’ll visit again when I have time.”

An hour later.

“Ow, my leg!”

“What’s wrong?” Xi Jiu, who had been sitting nearby, stood up. “Is the pain getting worse? I’ll call the doctor.”

“No, my leg suddenly stopped hurting. It feels cool and tingly—very comfortable,” Hu Daniu said in astonishment.

“Me too!” Li Xiaohua exclaimed.

“Something’s definitely wrong. I’m going to get the doctor,” Xi Jiu said anxiously, hurrying out.

Soon, the orthopedics chief, the attending physician, and several nurses hurried over. The conditions of these two fracture patients had been poor. X-rays showed the fractures were obviously caused by blunt force, and especially for the man, there was a large comminuted fracture in the right leg—recovery was highly unlikely. Just moments ago, while the doctors were in a meeting to discuss treatment options, a friend of the patients came to say something was wrong, so they rushed over.

“How do you feel now? Is the pain severe?” the chief asked.

“Pain? Not at all, not even a twinge,” Hu Daniu replied, shaking his head.

“No pain?” The chief was surprised. “You have a comminuted fracture, and the anesthesia wore off long ago. How could you not be in pain?”

“Really, it doesn’t hurt. Did you give me some new medication? Both my legs feel great—like I’m getting a massage,” Hu Daniu said with a look of enjoyment.

“…,” the attending physician was baffled. It was the first time she’d seen such an expression on a comminuted fracture patient. “Other than feeling comfortable, do you feel anything else?”

“Yes, both legs feel cool, tingly, and there’s an itch—not the irritating kind, more like a pleasant itch.”

Both doctors looked completely bewildered. What on earth was a “pleasant itch”?

“You said it feels tingly? Cool?” Suddenly, the chief’s expression changed as a thought struck him.

“Yes, I feel the same,” Li Xiaohua spoke up.

“Xiao Meng, quickly—get an X-ray of the patients’ legs!” the attending physician ordered, realizing something was off.

Ten minutes later, the two doctors stared blankly at the images on the X-ray.

Patient Su Yue: both lower leg bones—intact!
Patient Ye Hua: both lower leg bones—intact!
Patient Ye Hua: right thigh bone—intact!

“This… this… how is this possible?” The chief’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. He knew better than anyone how severe these cases were. The male patient aside, even the female patient would have needed at least three months to recover, and that was assuming no complications at all. The man’s case was even worse; it would take at least half a year before he could walk normally, and even then, he’d likely never do physical labor again.

And now?

They were healed.

Healed, inexplicably.

The hospital hadn’t even finalized a treatment plan yet. Aside from basic bandaging and painkillers, not a single real therapeutic drug had been used, and the patients were suddenly cured. What kind of joke was this?!

“Order a full-body checkup for both patients, immediately! Xiao Ma, go find out exactly what the patients have eaten or drunk,” the chief said in utter disbelief. “This is a bone fracture, not a cold. How could they heal so quickly?”