Feng Jun tolerated the woman's attempts to gather certain information, but when she requested permission to contact the outside world, he flatly refused.
He had no interest in considering why she wanted to make contact. Anything that got off to a bad start for him was forbidden.
Since she had taken the initiative to speak up, his reply was relatively polite. "Since you chose to have us treat him, don't talk about things like 'consultations.' Either we leave, or you shut up... I don't want this happening a second time."
The woman was called Pan Linna. She was rather sturdily built, but her looks were passable. Though she was under forty, she looked to be in her twenties—on that point, the Federation's technology truly had its merits.
At least when it came to beauty and preserving one's appearance, Blue Star was far behind the Federation. If that technology were introduced to Blue Star, it would surely bring another enormous windfall.
However, Feng Jun had no plans to introduce it anytime soon. It was technology meant to improve quality of life, and he did not consider it particularly urgent. Besides, it was a complete technological system, so its priority could be pushed back.
Pan Linna herself was a military doctor and possessed extensive relevant knowledge. Combined with the fact that someone had warned her beforehand, she was fairly cooperative. Still, she could not quite stomach Feng Jun's "polite words." "Can't there be even a little questioning?"
Feng Jun answered coldly, "You shouldn't have been here in the first place. The only reason you got an exception was because your grandfather can't move on his own!"
After three consecutive days of treatment, Rock Marshal's symptoms visibly eased. Two days later, he was unexpectedly able to walk with a cane—his rank was simply