Dragon Rider Warplane
Chapter 741
Chapter 741: Awakening
How much can a pilot’s allowance really be? Even multiplying it by ten would not cover Professor Yan’s medical expenses at a top hospital for these few days, let alone in a better facility.
The Yan brothers and the three older disciples believed that Lin Mo had good intentions, but reality and ideals still had a large gap.
Almost no one in the ward knew about Lin Mo’s ability to raise funds. Even though Professor Yan’s three disciples were elites in the aviation industry, they could not believe that the recently emerged X-8 "monstrous" fighter jet was a result of Lin Mo’s personal funding.
After all, it is extraordinary for one person to manage the work of an entire design research institute.
“Big Brother, what’s wrong?”
Yan Zhensheng noticed something was off with his older brother.
“Uh! Maybe I saw it wrong.”
Yan Zhendong sighed deeply and shook his head. Just moments ago, he thought he saw his father’s eyelids flicker, a sign of awakening. But when he looked again, everything returned to normal with no response at all.
He wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, feeling a whirlwind of emotions inside.
When Yan Zhensheng shifted his gaze back to his father, he suddenly saw Professor Yan’s hand, which was receiving an IV drip, move slightly. He rubbed his eyes and confirmed it—yes, it moved again. Excitedly, he shouted, “No way, Brother, look! Dad is reacting!”
“What? Dad is awake? Really?”
“Teacher is awake? For real? That’s wonderful!”
“Quick, quick, call the doctor! We need to make sure the teacher wakes up as soon as possible!”
“Nurse, nurse, come take a look!”
Yan Zhensheng’s shout was like a large stone thrown into a pond, instantly stirring chaos in the room as everyone crowded around.
Everyone eagerly hoped for Professor Yan to regain his health, rushing in excitement.
“Don’t crowd, don’t crowd! Step back! The patient hasn’t fully awakened yet, so please don’t rush!”
The female nurse panicked, hurriedly pressing the call button at the head of the bed to summon assistance.
According to the attending physician’s initial assessment, without any complications or surprises, it would take at least four days for the patient to regain consciousness. However, unexpectedly, signs of awakening appeared in just a couple of days.
Yet, whether he could truly wake up remained uncertain. At least the responses seen now indicated that the patient’s recovery was looking very good.
“Where is this?” Professor Yan gradually opened his eyes, his blurred vision gradually focusing, finally seeing a crowd of concerned faces.
Hmm! The eldest is here, and the second is here too.
Oh? All four disciples are here.
What day is it today? Everyone is gathered together?
Professor Yan’s muddled mind still struggled to fully comprehend the situation. His hearing was gradually returning, and he finally understood their anxious calls. Looking around, he realized he was lying in a hospital bed.
Wasn’t he just buying groceries? How did he end up in the hospital?
Professor Yan began to piece together what had happened to him.
“Clear the way! I need to check the patient!”
At that moment, the on-duty attending physician arrived and started to push through the crowd, adjusting machinery to assess the situation.
As a patient in the Special Care Ward, the hospital assigned elite medical staff to monitor him closely, ensuring that he received the most meticulous care, with experts on duty during the day.
“Step back, step back!” The eldest, Yan Zhendong, finally came to his senses and earnestly called out, causing the crowd to part around Professor Yan, restoring order from the earlier chaos.
The attending physician examined the data from the equipment while saying, “Gui Chunping, bring me the medication list!”
As he looked at the data on the medical devices, he gradually furrowed his brows.
Gui Chunping was the nurse on duty in this Special Care Ward, and she quickly fetched the list of medications.
“Family members, have you fed the patient anything recently, like ginseng or something else?”
The attending physician glanced over the medication list and found nothing unusual. Could the issue lie with the family? He looked more closely, confirming that this was not merely a fleeting moment of clarity.
“No, no! My dad has only received tube feeding from the hospital lately. Is something wrong?”
Yan Zhendong and his younger brother Yan Zhensheng exchanged worried glances. Since their father was hospitalized, they had strictly followed the doctor’s orders and had not dared to deviate from them. Seeing the physician’s frown deepen, their hearts sank, fearing they might hear very bad news.
“I’m not sure. He seems to be recovering well. We’ll take some blood for tests shortly. If everything is fine, then congratulations to you; your father has entered the safe zone,” the doctor said while noting a few details on the chart. The patient’s recovery surprised him—it was very good, far beyond what one might expect from a man of his age, resembling a vigorous young man in his twenties instead.
“Great, great! Thank you, Doctor Cai!”
To ensure their father received effective treatment, the Yan brothers had memorized the names and faces of all the doctors, nurses, and hospital executives in the building. They even invested plenty of time and money to ensure good rapport with the staff.
This was the way hospitals operated; without a little extra incentive, doctors and nurses would not provide attentive care, and this was common everywhere.
The nurse quickly collected a small vial of blood and sent it to the lab for analysis.
“Why are you all here?”
From the moment he opened his eyes, Professor Yan’s recovery accelerated dramatically, and he was now able to speak. He looked at Lin Mo, who was sitting beside him and holding his hand, feeling a warm current flowing from his close disciple into his body; it surged through his arm and spread throughout his organs and limbs.
It felt as if he was submerged in warm spring water, with all dizziness and discomfort thoroughly washed away.
“Dad, you’re awake! This is great news!”
Tears glistened in the eyes of Yan Zhendong, fearing he would never see his father again.
His younger brother and the other disciples had countless words to say, yet they were all stuck in their throats, unable to speak.
However, the cloud of sadness on everyone’s faces vanished with Professor Yan’s awakening, replaced by looks of joy.
The brothers quickly took out their phones to inform their family, while the three senior disciples gave the opportunity to speak with the teacher to Little Lin.
Among the four disciples, only Little Lin was tied to the secretive national military organization, rarely given the chance to come out.
“Little Lin, you must not participate in ‘Abyss Nirvana’! It is completely different from carrying out missions!”
Professor Yan smiled kindly, squeezing Lin Mo’s hand slightly; he worried that this close disciple might impulsively join the International Pilot Death Match. If something unfortunate happened, all his efforts would be in vain, and the nation would lose a very promising talent.
Professor Yan’s two sons and the three disciples looked confused. What was Abyss Nirvana? They probably couldn’t access information at that level due to their clearance.
Neither Lin Mo nor Professor Yan explained what “Abyss Nirvana” truly was.
“Teacher, I just returned from ‘Abyss Nirvana’!”
Lin Mo forced a smile; he had already come back, and the teacher’s warning seemed a bit late, yet he did not intend to keep it from Professor Yan any longer.
“What?”
Professor Yan’s eyes widened in shock. His disciple not only went but even returned alive? This was entirely unexpected. His warm smile turned into a bitter grin as he shook his head gently. “Truly, a new generation replaces the old. You weren’t hurt, were you?”
He couldn’t prevent this disciple from participating in such a terrifying event, but at least it was fortunate that he returned safely.
Professor Yan didn’t even know how to scold this close disciple. Perhaps AVIC had benefited greatly; as long as participants returned safely, they could reap unimaginable rewards from the competition.
“I wasn’t hurt at all! I just reached high tier and came back. I have no intention of going for special tier.”
Lin Mo smiled nonchalantly; special tier meant nothing to him.
Whether it was the military, AVIC, or National Defense Star, everyone, including Lin Mo, made significant gains from this competition.
“Alright, don’t be greedy. You cannot do this again next time. Otherwise, hmph, I will expel you from the sect.”
Professor Yan pretended to frown angrily, giving a little warning to his unruly disciple.
In truth, even special tier falling into Lin Mo’s hands would not guarantee him good fortune.
“Teacher, just rest more!” Lin Mo nodded with a smile. There wasn’t another opportunity like ‘Abyss Nirvana’ in the world; this promise was, in fact, meaningless, a fitting of a kind gesture for favors.
“Hmm! I am a bit tired. You don’t all have to stay with me; if you’re tired, go rest. Health is the foundation for everything; don’t waste it.”
After Lin Mo’s words, Professor Yan felt a wave of intense fatigue wash over him. After mustering the mental strength to say this, he drifted back into a deep sleep, breathing steadily and powerfully, clearly in a much better state than before.
Gu Ren, Shi Yongfeng, and Wang Jinfan exchanged glances and sighed in relief. Their teacher’s health had finally improved; it was a good start. It seemed Little Lin’s arrival had positively impacted the teacher—it seemed he was indeed a lucky star.
Since the Light Healing technique showed some effect, Lin Mo had continuously held onto Professor Yan’s hand, releasing Light Healing again and again.
As night fell, Lin Mo finally released his grip after exhausting all his battle energy.
He felt like a fool, ready to go to great lengths for his family and friends, even at the cost of his own life. Yet, when his own life was in danger, he would stop at nothing and act ruthlessly against his foes.
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