Li Dayu and Zhao Chunyang watched Wang Jian and Cai Qiong leave, unable to calm down for a long time. Zhao Chunyang let out a sigh, his back already covered in a layer of sweat. The beads came from both the lingering fear and the heat generated during the detoxification. His gaze never left the clinic door. Even though Wang Jian was long gone, it was unclear what he was looking at. He just whispered, "Lao Li, this young man from your village is really something else."
Normally, if Li Dayu heard Zhao Chunyang praise Wang Jian like that, he would have dismissed it with a comment like, "You're exaggerating." But after everything that had happened, Li Dayu had personally witnessed the entire medical process from the sidelines. Though it wasn't an instant cure, the shock was immense. It wouldn't be an overstatement to say he had just watched a scene from a martial arts drama. So, Li Dayu was in no mood for sarcasm; he simply nodded, unable to form a response.
