Big Data Cultivation

Chapter 312: Chapter 312 Located

Elder Ye quickly grasped the situation.

Although he was astonished by the efficacy of the pills, he affirmed the duty doctor’s approach—If it were me, I’d have done the same.

The other party certainly woke Elder Yuan, but without a convincing explanation, one could only regard it as a fluke.

Yuan Huakun expressed strong dissatisfaction, “Of course, you can say that, but the key issue now is… my dad woke up, and the expert we brought in, you’ve driven him away.”

He arranged for hotel staff to monitor Feng Jun and Mei Jin and found that the two had left the hotel together, but he had no idea where they had gone.

While they were discussing, Yuan Huapeng heard his dad had woken up and rushed over; after understanding the situation, he couldn’t help but sigh, “Dad’s eyes haven’t even opened yet, what should we do next for his treatment?”

His older sister reminded him, “Master Feng left behind some medicine, so next… it should be fine, right?”

“Wouldn’t it be better if he were here?” Yuan Huapeng stamped his foot in frustration, “The problem is… Master Feng has left, I had someone sneak a look into his room, and his luggage is gone.”

“What?” The older sister was taken aback, then asked, “When did they take their luggage?”

“I don’t know,” Yuan Huapeng was particularly irritated, “We’re checking the surveillance footage to see where their luggage went.”

Upon hearing this, the second sister hastily asked, “What about Xiao Mei? Is Xiao Mei’s luggage still there?”

This was indeed the most troublesome part! Yuan Huapeng replied with a dark expression, “Both of their luggage is gone…”

After Feng Jun left the ward, he had the driver dispatched by Xu Tiejun take him to the hotel and then sent the driver away.

He had grown quite tired of this hotel, especially since it was arranged by Yuan Huapeng; during the day, he had been accompanying Feng Jing to sightsee and enjoy gourmet food, but at night, they had to stay in separate rooms.

To prevent anyone with ulterior motives from causing trouble, the two of them refrained from any intimate gestures while out and about.

So when Feng Jun returned, he knocked on Feng Jing’s room door and straightforwardly stated, “I don’t want to stay here anymore, pack your things.”

Surprisingly, Feng Jing had been very cooperative these past few days, whether she recognized his energy, or because they appeared as friends, she showed complete deference to him in any situation.

Even when the second sister invited her for treatment, she waited for Feng Jun’s word.

Upon hearing that Feng Jun wanted to leave, she didn’t even ask why and started packing immediately.

After she packed her suitcase, Feng Jun told her to stay in the room, assuring her that someone would help them move it, so she just grabbed her handbag and left.

The two left and hailed a DiDi taxi, heading straight to a shopping mall.

Having flirted with Feng Jing these past two days, Feng Jun felt the timing was about right, especially given his deep knowledge in literature and history which deeply impressed her.

So he planned to buy some gifts and splurge a bit, hoping things would naturally fall into place.

Not all proper girls can be wooed with money, but in these times, the most sincere expression of friendship is still the Huaxia currency.

However, after his first insistence on paying, Feng Jing clearly stated: I’ll let it slide this time, but if you pay again next time, I won’t take the things you’ve chosen.

After all, she too is someone who’s not short on money.

Feng Jun didn’t want to argue with her and just smiled, replying, “When a man and a woman go shopping, if the man pays, it’s a couple, but if the woman pays… that’s pretty much a married couple.”

Feng Jing pretended not to hear him and continued enthusiastically browsing the mall.

Yet Feng Jun was feeling a bit overwhelmed, sneakily using his mobile phone to search for nearby short-term rentals—they couldn’t stay at the hotel, as the entire city’s network was linked, and the police system would have his check-in records once his ID number was entered.

While the two were enjoying their outing, the Yuan siblings were deeply worried: where on earth had Feng Jun gone?

The second sister managed to get through to Mei Jin’s phone, but Xiao Mei said over there, “I really can’t tell you where we are, you’d better ask Feng Jun.”

The Yuan Family was speechless; she was first and foremost Feng Jun’s friend, and only after that, Xiao Mei known to the Yuan Family.

In the meantime, Lei Gang also made two calls, but Feng Jun didn’t answer, merely replying with a WeChat message: Focused on cultivation, will discuss upon my return.

Old Master Yuan had awoken in the morning and was almost ready to eat by noon; although his eyes wouldn’t open and his limbs were uncoordinated, he could open his mouth and swallow, the speed of his recovery being remarkable.

For his first meal, he, of course, couldn’t eat much—just over a hundred milliliters of thin porridge.

An hour and a half later, the old master stated he felt hungry again, then had another hundred milliliters of egg custard.

Two hours after that, Old Master Yuan angrily declared: I want to eat meat, I want to drink alcohol!

No amount of convincing from anyone could dissuade him, as Elder Yuan had few hobbies in life other than enjoying a few drinks and savoring some braised pork, “…you all understand, I haven’t seen a star of meat in two months!”

Indeed, during those two months, even if meat broth had been given through a nasal tube, his mouth wouldn’t have tasted it.

Elder Deng and the duty director didn’t dare to nod easily, as a little meat soup was not a big deal, but Master Feng had used proprietary Chinese medicine, and whether there would be reactions was not guaranteed by anyone.

The Yuan siblings couldn’t help but look at each other in dismay—Master Feng left in such a hurry that he didn’t mention any precautions about taking the medicine, and we forgot to ask… Look at the mess this caused.

At the third meal, the siblings tried their best to persuade Old Master Yuan, coaxing him with good and bad words—they understood that after all, health was the most important.

But Elder Yuan expressed that if he couldn’t eat in a while, and still couldn’t have meat, he really felt like he was going to die of frustration.

Such a big kid, it’s hopeless; sometimes he’s just so stubborn.

The Yuan siblings wanted to find Feng Jun and were nearly going insane.

Theoretically, they had Feng Jun’s mobile phone number, and since the device wasn’t turned off, it would be possible to locate his approximate position by finding the right connections in the telecommunications operator.

However, this kind of operation was feasible in lower-level cities, or even in other municipalities, but in Huaxia’s capital, the difficulty was great, and the reasons for this… everyone understands.

In the end, it was the second sister’s husband who asked someone to locate Feng Jun through a mobile phone application.

This was also because Feng Jun didn’t turn off his location system when using his phone. As a humanities scholar without a girlfriend to check his whereabouts, he also occasionally used apps like ride-hailing or navigation, making it easy to overlook such issues.

Master Feng, along with Feng Jing, was blocked right at the doorway of a daily rental house.

Feng Jun was somewhat speechless, “I say… aren’t you folks being a bit too idle?”

The people who came to block him were Yuan Huapeng and his second sister, with Yuan Huapeng saying directly, “My father has woken up and is very grateful to the Master. We are very sorry for the incident at the hospital today, and our father has also scolded us… Master, we apologize.”

He bent down to bow when Feng Jun quickly stepped aside and supported him, speaking expressionlessly, “It’s just a transaction; there’s no need for such formalities.”

Feng wasn’t fond of receiving undue reverence, and as long as the other party could provide the required goods, he wouldn’t care about today’s misunderstanding.

Strictly speaking, he also bore some responsibility for the accident that happened today since his treatment preparation wasn’t comprehensive enough.

Hence, his extra effort today couldn’t all be blamed on the hospital.

Indeed, he had left for a reason, with a chance to express his feelings, but the real reason… everyone understands.

The second sister was also very polite, stepping forward and nodding continuously with a smile, “The Master is truly remarkable, extraordinary in action. You cured a disease that many experts couldn’t manage… truly a Divine Doctor.”

Everyone loves to hear praise, and Feng Jun was no exception. He shook his head, “You’re giving me too much credit. Everyone has their strengths. I can’t cure disease, and I haven’t cured it entirely yet, have I? It will take a few more days.”

“Yes,” the second sister nodded, seizing the opportunity, “Can he open his eyes after taking the medicine in a couple of days?”

He still couldn’t open his eyes? Hearing this, Feng Jun couldn’t help but feel the urge to go see for himself—it was a case he hadn’t seen before, and careful observation would be beneficial for him.

Seeing Feng Jun in a daze, Yuan Huapeng also couldn’t help but ask, “Master, can my father eat liquid food now? However, he wants to eat meat…”

He’s making a fuss about eating meat? Hearing this news, Feng Jun also found it a bit amusing, “Meat… Don’t eat meat that is too rich, and try to eat less of it, focus on supplementing calcium and trace elements.”

The last part was made up by him, as it made sense to supplement calcium and trace elements like magnesium in old age anyway.

But Yuan Huapeng disregarded his advice, as the old master at home truly didn’t lack calcium. In fact, adding more calcium could even accelerate vascular calcification.

Of course, he didn’t consider Feng Jun’s words wrong—for most elderly people, it’s correct to supplement calcium. It’s just that the old master in their family was an exception, and it was normal for Feng to be unaware.

So Yuan Huapeng asked another question, “Divine Doctor, could you teach us the series of patting movements you performed on my father today?”

Feng Jun paused before realizing and couldn’t help but smile, “That was an emergency measure for today; you don’t need to learn it, and you won’t need it in the future.”

“I earnestly invite you to visit again the day after tomorrow early in the morning,” Yuan Huapeng spoke earnestly, “I assure you, the hospital won’t obstruct you anymore.”

The second sister also nodded emphatically, quickly showing her stance, “That’s right, I have already warned them today.”

Seeing Feng Jun still expressionless, Yuan Huapeng made up his mind, “If you feel uncomfortable there, we can arrange for the discharge procedures.”

Upon hearing this, the second sister was taken aback, as she hadn’t expected Yuan Huapeng to make such a commitment, but she quickly followed up, “That’s correct, we will follow the Master’s lead in everything.”

Discharge? Feng Jun chuckled to himself; even if he was dissatisfied with the hospital, he wouldn’t express it like that.

“Fine, since you’re concerned, I will visit the day after tomorrow.”

“Good,” Yuan Huapeng said with a smile, “Master, you’ve worked hard today; get some rest early.”

Just as Feng Jun was about to nod, he felt something was off. He turned to glance at Feng Jing and noticed her expressionless face.

Then it dawned on him: Damn it, you’ve all chased me here, and my night’s plans are ruined again, but you’re telling me to rest early…