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The morning sun gradually rose, spreading its glow across the land. In the bustling city filled with towering buildings, rays of light seeped into countless homes like threads of silk.
It was truly wonderful to see the sunlight. Jufeng lay in the bright hospital room, gazing at the morning light that spilled over his bed, lost in thought.
This was already the second morning since the fateful twenty-four hours. Jufeng had finally awakened after facing a life-and-death crisis the previous afternoon. Upon hearing the news, everyone let out a long sigh of relief. Lu Qijia, who had not rested for several days, and Chuyang, who was battling a severe cold, fainted at the first opportunity and were now receiving IV fluids in an adjacent room.
What a heart-stopping twenty-four hours it had been, even more nerve-wracking than a concert battle. The news of Jufeng's awakening was nothing short of a miracle to the medical experts.
Situ Yu returned to the northwest with Hua Bang San Long after receiving confirmation that Jufeng was out of danger. There were still matters concerning the Unification Alliance that needed urgent attention; Mu Zhongde had been captured, but it was still unclear how to proceed.
In the hospital room, Flower Snow Moon and Xue Yi flanked Jufeng on either side. The usually aloof Irin King couldn't help but tear up upon seeing Jufeng's frail appearance after having brushed so closely with death.
Jufeng's body was still weak, and though he wanted to smile, it didn't quite look right.
He managed to muster an ungraceful smile and comforted Flower Snow Moon, saying, "You didn't cry when I was unconscious; now that I'm awake, you're crying instead. If I had known this would happen, I might as well have stayed unconscious a little longer."
Hearing Jufeng's teasing words, Flower Snow Moon raised her brows in mock reproach, looking as if she wanted to scold him for his thoughtless remarks. However, before she could speak, Jufeng broke into a fit of coughing due to his lengthy speech. She quickly placed a gentle hand on his chest to soothe him, her reprimand transforming into tender comfort.
"Please try to be quiet; let's wait until things improve before discussing anything else. Everything outside has calmed down now; with me here, you can rest easy."
Xue Yi chimed in from the side, "Yes, Brother Jufeng, getting better is the most important thing right now. The rest will be taken care of by the Brothers; you don't need to worry."
As Jufeng's coughing subsided slightly and the flush on his face from the exertion began to fade, he nodded slowly and closed his eyes again, drifting back into a deep sleep.
He was simply too exhausted.
Jufeng spent another night in a daze, occasionally waking and then slipping back into unconsciousness. Finally, as dawn broke once more, he managed to gather some energy.
Flower Snow Moon left, replaced by Lu Qijia and Chuyang.
Both of them were doing relatively well; perhaps it was because their hearts were occupied with other thoughts that they didn't pay much attention to their illness. Chuyang's cold had improved significantly.
Holding Jufeng's hand on either side, the two of them together felt like an empty space.
Jufeng looked at Liu Xing in the corner of the hospital room, smiled, and called him over.
“Star, come here.”
Hearing Jufeng's call, Liu Xing lowered his head and walked to the bedside. After hesitating for a moment, he called out, “Uncle Feng.”
The smile on Jufeng's face suddenly vanished as he said unhappily, “Try again.”
Liu Xing felt conflicted. He discreetly glanced at Chuyang, but Chuyang deliberately turned her pretty face away.
After much hesitation, Liu Xing finally mustered the courage to look up at Jufeng and affectionately called out, “Dad.”
Upon hearing the word "Dad," Jufeng nodded in satisfaction and smiled again. He said to Liu Xing, “Star, you did very well that night at the concert. Really great. Dad will fulfill his promise to you; once I recover a bit more, I'll bring Snow Clear to you.”
Liu Xing shook his head and quickly replied, “Star isn't in a hurry; it's more important for Dad to heal first.”
Looking at Liu Xing, then at Chuyang, a gentle smile spread across Jufeng's face. He told Liu Xing, “ Chuyang hasn't fully recovered from her cold yet; you should take her back to rest.”
Chuyang huffed coldly, pulling her hand out of Jufeng's grasp with irritation. “I can walk by myself; I don't need him to take me.” With that, she turned and walked towards the door.
Liu Xing hurriedly followed, keeping his head down and staying close behind.
Lu Qijia looked at the peculiar child with a sense of happiness swelling in her heart. She turned to Jufeng and smiled sweetly, "Liu Xing is truly an adorable child. He is so understanding, not at all like you as a father."
As Chuyang and Liu Xing left, Jufeng gestured for Lu Qijia to help him lean against the wall. Once he felt comfortable, he admitted his mistake to Lu Qijia.
"I’m sorry for making you worry. You've suffered because of me."
Seeing Jufeng's gentle demeanor, Lu Qijia's earlier grievances melted away, as they were born from love. She leaned softly against Jufeng's chest, her hand gently rubbing the key pendant there, and quietly said, "I’m not suffering at all. Being with you makes everything worthwhile."
...
Jufeng spent another two quiet days in the hospital. During this time, aside from Lu Qijia and Chuyang, no one else disturbed him.
His recovery progressed at an astonishing rate that left the doctors monitoring his health in awe. This remarkable improvement stemmed from Jufeng's rigorous martial arts training in Yanhuang City.
The essence of martial arts lies in strengthening the body, honing the will, and building physical endurance. Therefore, someone like Jufeng, who had trained extensively in martial arts, possessed a physical foundation far beyond that of an ordinary person. Initially weakened from overexertion, he found it difficult to heal. However, as his body gradually regained strength, the advantages of years of training began to surface, allowing him to recover rapidly.
No one knows their body better than oneself. Thus, on the fourth day after awakening, Jufeng left the hospital and returned to Canglang One Floating Life Resting. The saline treatments had begun to lose their effectiveness; relying on external substances for recovery was ultimately less reliable than depending on his own body.
This was something Wu deeply understood.
Since the concert incident, Wu had vanished without a trace; no one knew where he had gone. Jufeng understood Wu's temperament and did not send anyone to look for him. After sustaining serious injuries himself, Romain knew that Wu must have been equally affected. Yet Wu was accustomed to retreating alone to lick his wounds like a wolf in the snowy mountains.
Jufeng could only sigh inwardly, thinking, "You have traveled through countless landscapes of the world, yet you still dare not face the simplest of emotions."
Zhu Yao healed quickly, but some parts felt as if they were missing something.
The first thing Jufeng did upon returning to Canglang One Floating Life was to summon Chang Guohong. The first batch of graduates from Azure Wind Antelope had just graduated and faced such a significant trial; this made Jufeng feel quite guilty. He publicly acknowledged that all members of Azure Wind Antelope who participated in the concert, regardless of life or death, would be granted graduation status and awarded the title of Honorary Graduate for Life.
Upon hearing Jufeng's acknowledgment, Chang Guohong nearly broke down in tears. He had trained Azure Wind Antelope himself and regarded them as his own children. However, losing more than half of them during the concert was a painful blow for any father.
Fortunately, Jufeng provided such compensation, and the fallen members received generous support, which eased Chang Guohong's heart somewhat.
After some time, recruitment for the second batch of Azure Wind Antelope began again. With the stunning debut from the concert, there would surely be a flood of applicants this time. Chang Guohong resolved to gather his spirits and heal his injuries quickly so he could start training the new batch.
With his own matters settled, it was time to address the affairs of the Unification Alliance. Just as Jufeng planned to meet with the Grand Leader, whom he had been in conflict with for so long without ever meeting face to face, an unexpected visitor arrived.
(To be continued)
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