"Miss Zhuge, Brother Zhao Mu still needs some time to recover. Sorry to trouble you with taking care of him."
"O-Okay... thank you."
Zhuge Feixuan still seemed unable to process it all. She had originally expected it to take at least several years, perhaps even decades, along with a great deal of precious medicinal materials to slowly nurture the soul and allow the foreign matter within to naturally be expelled over time. Yet in just five minutes, Zhang Chen had restored Zhao Mu's soul to normal.
"It's nothing. Zhu Huan's condition is much more serious. We'll be taking our leave."
The three of them quickly left the room. Even the attending physician saw Zhang Chen off with respectful eyes, while the younger nurses could not help discussing his origins.
However, just as Gu Chen had said, Zhu Huan's condition was several times worse than Zhao Mu's. His entire body was kept in an extremely special private room, isolated from all outside influences. His Soul Stone had shattered, and the primary soul within had been injured. The fact that he was still alive was already a miracle.
"My lords, the patient's condition cannot withstand the slightest disturbance. It would be best for only one person to enter at a time. Please keep all movement to an absolute minimum and do not, under any circumstances, disturb the patient's rest."
The person overseeing Zhu Huan's condition was an elderly man. Unlike the medical staff here, the old man wore casual clothes and looked no different from an ordinary person.
"Dean Heng, thank you for your care. Zhang Chen, go in and examine his condition. Jin Geng and I will wait outside."
This old man was the dean of Floating City Medical Institute and a professor in its medical department. Upon hearing that Zhu