Master Head of the Dragon Soul

Chapter 234

In the ward, Zhou Lie’s injured right leg was in a plaster cast and he was surrounded by five to six doctors, all of whom were performing checks on him with equipment that made him feel uneasy.

After finding out about Zhou Lie’s fall, Chu Feng had quickly rushed back into the house, secured the wound with wooden boards and called 120 to get him hospitalised.

Luckily, he’d only suffered a minor fracture, but this was enough to worry Liu Minglan and Zhou Ying sick.

“I’m not made of dough. Just get the doctor to bandage me up and let me rest for a month or two. It doesn’t feel right for Muqing to come all this way, only to spend time in the hospital with me,” he said sheepishly

Yun Muqing immediately waved dismissively. “It’s alright, uncle. Don’t worry about anything else. Just focus on your recovery.”

“Yeah, dad. You’re not going anywhere, so stay in the ward and cooperate with the doctors. Chu Feng has my job covered anyway, so I can take care of you,” said Zhou Ying. She teared up, her heart aching for her father.

Liu Minglan wiped her tears and huffed, “Damn old man, I can’t catch a break with you! Did you really have to climb on the roof and fix that roof leak in the dead of night? You don’t even know how old you already are.”

Chu Feng sat on the bed and said, “Dad, I’m back now. You can leave the dangerous stuff to me.”

Zhou Lie lowered his head, then huffed indignantly, “It was just an accident. When I was a recon soldier, I could scale buildings seven to eight meters tall like it was a game. But now I can’t do that

anymore. I guess age is no joke.” Zhou Lie sighed dejectedly. Chu Feng couldn’t help but feel sad when he noticed the wrinkles and silver hair on his adoptive father’s face.

All of a sudden, he’d realized that the same man who was strong as a tower of steel, the man who used to lift him over his head with ease and protected him as a child, was now old and losing the race against time.

Now the boy you cared for is a grown man who can shoulder the sky itself, so it’s my turn to care for you and let you lean on me as you go, Chu Feng thought internally but said nothing. Men often kept their thoughts and troubles to themselves, and Chu Feng was no exception. “How’s my father, doctor?” he asked, noticing the checkups were over.

The doctor glanced at a CT scan and frowned. “The patient’s right leg suffered a fracture and dislocation during the fall, but that’s not our biggest issue. Problem is, this leg had sustained injuries before and has metal implants that led to chronic rheumatoid arthritis after several decades. Now that the leg has suffered additional injuries, it may become crippled if the recovery is botched.”

The doctor’s words sent the family into disarray. Liu Minglan and Zhou Ying started begging the doctor to save Zhou Lie’s leg, who promised to do his best. Content © NôvelDrama.Org.

Chu Feng was internally beating himself up because Zhou Lie’s old injury was only there because the Chamber of the Four Seas took his land deed and broke his leg for daring to protest, and this injury was the root for much of the old man’s suffering.

Even though Chu Feng had avenged him by asking Ma Sanyuan to break his arm and the legs of those responsible for his injury, then forced him to apologize personally, the wound remained. The suffering Zhou Lie had endured during the past decade could not be erased, and Chu Feng would forever regret this.

But things were different now. Chu Feng had inherited the Great Dharma Monk’s Collection of Mystical Healing, and it contained countless methods on healing Zhou Lie’s injury.

“Doctor, can the metal implants in his right leg be surgically removed?” Chu Feng asked. Surgery required extensive practical experience and left no room for mistakes. Just to be safe, Chu Feng would leave the implant removal to the professionals because so long as the implants were gone, healing Zhou Lie using acupuncture and herbal remedies would be no issue.

The doctor frowned. “Yes, but it’s incredibly risky and could end up damaging the patient’s nerve endings, which would permanently cripple him. Please take more time to consider.”

“As long as you can get rid of the implants, I can cure him.” Chu Feng nodded confidently, but the doctor remained hesitant and looked at Chu Feng uneasily. No matter how he looked at it, this young man could not be depended upon.

“Doctor, just take my son’s advice and cut me open.” Zhou Lie laughed, then said with complete trust, “I trust my son. If he says there’s a way, then there must be a way.”