Institute Head's Reception

Gu Zhaoning had already sat up in her hospital bed. Leaning against the headboard, she took small spoonfuls of rice porridge from her bowl, and some color had returned to her pale face.

"Not long after you left, she climbed out of bed and kept saying she was starving and wanted something to eat," the attending doctor reported excitedly. "The kitchen always keeps porridge ready, so we brought her a bowl to try. I never expected her to start eating immediately! She hadn't eaten anything at all for an entire week before this!"

Wanting to eat in itself meant that her body was beginning to recover its functions.

Even without looking at the blood test results, one could tell from the patient's expression alone that she was completely different from how she had been a minute ago.

"Mr. Chen's medical skills are truly miraculous!" everyone present praised him without reservation.

Even though they had just suspected Chen Xuan of being a fraud.

"This recovery is so fast that I find it hard to understand..." Huang Haitao stared at Gu Zhaoning in disbelief. "She's been sick for so long. Even if she were cured, it shouldn't have taken effect this immediately..."

What was even more unbelievable was that Chen Xuan had not used any medicine at all. The only thing he had done was lean close to the patient's ear and whisper a few words.

Could it really have been, as he said, some sort of healing energy?

The expressions of the two Northern Heaven Institute disciples were equally complicated. No matter how hard they tried, they could not imagine what kind of treatment this was.

But as they had said, saving lives was no joke. When the facts were laid out before them, they had to accept them no matter