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Earth, Supreme Mystery Sub-Courtyard.

After bidding farewell to Li Chengxuan, Duanmu Ren did not return home, but instead drove directly to the provincial capital.

Upon arriving at the provincial hospital, Duanmu Ren didn't rush inside. Instead, he bought a bottle of water at the hospital supermarket, frowning slightly as he paid.

This price...

However, it's a good business opportunity that generates steady profits; I might try setting one up when I get back.

Duanmu Ren took a few sips of water, his thoughts wandering, while he kept looking to visit his godfather.

The provincial hospital has a special ward for retired cadres, which is even more spacious and luxurious than Duanmu Ren's home.

Unfortunately, there was only a thin, elderly man in the hospital bed.

Various monitoring devices nearby were beeping.

What good is a luxurious hospital room if you're in a vegetative state?!

Duanmu Ren recalled his godfather's approachable manner when he was sent down to take up a temporary post, and his high spirits when he returned to the province and held great power. Looking at his current state as a living dead man, he couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions, as well as a sense of relief.

Now that he has joined the Immortal Sect, he has officially embarked on the path of cultivation.

Although the future is uncertain, at least she has one more option than her godfather, so she shouldn't end up in such a miserable old age.

Duanmu Ren visited often and knew the doctors and nurses. After inquiring about the patient's condition and finding no good news, he said, "Thank you, Director Wang. I'd like to be alone with my godfather for a while."

"Okay." Director Wang nodded in agreement, smiling as he said, "Director Duanmu has lost quite a bit of weight recently. Hehe, call me anytime if you need anything."

Duanmu Ren couldn't help but smile upon hearing this.

As expected of the head of the provincial hospital, he is very well-informed, even knowing about his new job transfer.

A few moments later, the doctors and nurses left.

Only Duanmu Ren and his godfather, who was now in a vegetative state, remained in the ward.

Duanmu Ren put on a show of being a dutiful son and virtuous grandson, sitting by the bedside holding his godfather's hand, and began to True Intention recount the many things that made them feel like father and son, even though they weren't.

Even if someone checks the surveillance footage later, they will still be moved to tears upon hearing it.

I feel like that's enough; continuing the performance would be a bit over the top.

As if he had noticed something amiss, Duanmu Ren stood up excitedly and leaned close to his godfather, his body conveniently blocking the surveillance camera. He then stuffed the crimson pill in his hand into his godfather's mouth.

Before coming, Duanmu Ren did some research.

My godfather is practically in a vegetative state; he probably can't even swallow anymore, so we have to force-feed him.

According to Hua Chunning, this Blood Pill is quite mysterious; it not only melts instantly upon entering the mouth but also leaves no trace.

The instruments next to me started blaring loudly.

Duanmu Ren had no idea what alarm device he had accidentally triggered.

The nurse rushed over immediately upon hearing the alarm, glanced at Duanmu Ren, frowned, and shooed him away. "Don't get too close to the patient, and don't touch the equipment!"

He's in a vegetative state in the hospital bed.

Moreover, he was a person in a vegetative state who once held a position.

Although everyone knows that a person in a vegetative state is simply waiting to die.

However, it's best not to die during your shift.

Duanmu Ren stood at a distance, seemingly unsure when the Blood Pill would take effect, and explained, "I just saw my godfather's finger twitch, and his breathing became a little rapid. He might be waking up!"

"Really?" The nurse checked the equipment and found nothing wrong. She glanced at Duanmu Ren suspiciously, then turned and left. "I'll go get the head doctor."

A moment later, Director Wang arrived. He first examined the patient's condition, then listened to Duanmu Ren recount his findings. After listening, he frowned and subtly pointed out that it must be Duanmu Ren's hallucination.

Due to the family's strong demands, the hospital spared no expense in using expensive equipment to keep the patient alive. In reality, the patient in the hospital bed was practically dead; there was no way he could react, let alone wake up.

"Is it really impossible?" Duanmu Ren's expression was heavy, but his words revealed his ignorance. "In TV dramas, when a person in a vegetative state hears the voice of a loved one, their fingers move first, and then they wake up very quickly."

Director Wang was speechless, even almost laughing, "Director Duanmu, you know that's just a TV drama, made up by laymen to fool the audience. I've been researching intensive care for thirty years, and I've never... wait, no... you..."

Before he could finish speaking, Director Wang's eyes widened, his expression as if he had seen a ghost.

The person in a vegetative state on the hospital bed has actually opened their eyes and woken up!

The TV drama has become a reality.

The godfather let out a long breath, as if waking from a long nightmare. His eyes gradually focused and locked onto Duanmu Ren, his voice hoarse. "Duanmu... you've come."

"Director Wang, your medical skills are superb! I must present you with a banner!" Duanmu Ren first praised Director Wang, who was still dazed, then stepped forward to shake his godfather's hand. "Godfather, you're finally awake. I knew it wasn't a hallucination."

The godfather stared blankly at Duanmu Ren, touched his chest which felt like it was on fire, vaguely remembered something, and smiled, saying, "I was able to wake up thanks to you."

Duanmu Ren smiled upon hearing this, "It must be the deep bond between father and son that moved Heaven."

Director Wang snapped out of his daze and began checking his godfather's various physiological indicators, scratching his bald head with a mixture of doubt and excitement. "Incredible! It's truly a medical miracle!"

This is not just news, it could also be a research paper; in short, it's a significant achievement!

"Godfather, please rest well. I just got back from a month's leave and need to report back to my boss before going back to work." Duanmu Ren gracefully withdrew.

Duanmu Ren drove away from the provincial capital and drove all the way back to the city.

I don't need to go to work until tomorrow.

Duanmu Ren then returned home to rest.

Although my father-in-law's family owns villas, and more than one.

But Duanmu Ren would avoid going if he could, and instead often returned to this two-bedroom apartment in the old neighborhood.

This house was bought by Duanmu Ren with his salary.

Owning a house, preferably in Sea City, was one of my mother's lifelong obsessions.

Duanmu Ren then bought many houses in Sea City.

But those were all bought for my mother.

Only this small house truly belongs to Duanmu Ren.

After washing up briefly, Duanmu Ren sat on the sofa in the living room, lost in thought.

His current status and rank are the culmination of most of his life's work, and Duanmu Ren is absolutely unwilling to give them up.

In an attempt to protect himself, he offended many people at both the provincial and municipal levels.

His career has almost come to an end, and he may even face further repercussions in the future.

To break this deadlock, a powerful figure needs to step forward and provide strong support.

My father-in-law's connections are all at the city level, so he has no influence at the provincial level.

Now that they're focused on retirement, there's really no one to rely on.

As for Supreme Mystery Mountain, just look at what happened at Supreme Mystery Sub-Courtyard, and you'll know they don't care about these things at all.

If he were to ask for help, his newly established image of Dao Hui would be greatly diminished, and his master and others would look down on him for no reason.

You still have to rely on yourself!

After much thought, the most suitable candidate is still my godfather.

My godfather had previously asked me for the medicine, so although my actions were risky, as long as the result was good, there was no problem. In fact, it would only make my filial piety more commendable.

The key is that the two have known each other for many years, know each other's character, and have a very solid foundation of trust.

Based on Duanmu Ren's understanding of his godfather, he is probably undergoing a comprehensive medical check-up and is considering adjusting his attitude towards himself.

The news spread very quickly.

Duanmu Ren's phone started ringing incessantly.

There were phone calls and messages.

Duanmu Ren ignored it, watching with interest as the phone vibrated and hummed on the glass coffee table, slowly rotating.

Only when the battery was completely depleted did Duanmu Ren finally go to sleep, satisfied.

The next day, a refreshed Director Duanmu returned to his loyal Civil Affairs Bureau, full of confidence.

But as soon as he reached the entrance, he was stopped by the security guard. "Stop! What are you doing here?! You can't just wander in like that!"