After the divorce, he took care of his child and sold fried rice; his ex-wife was filled with regret

Li Zhenhua's resolute words, even sworn with his life, instantly stunned everyone present.

Yan Feng was stunned. Looking into Li Zhenhua's bloodshot yet extremely determined eyes, a faint glimmer of hope suddenly arose deep within him.

At that moment of stalemate.

On the hospital bed, Chief Yan, who had been in a deep coma, suddenly stopped breathing, his extremely weak breaths catching in his throat.

The monitor next to me emitted an extremely piercing long "beep" sound.

"Oh no! Heart rate is dropping! Blood pressure is plummeting! The old commander is not going to make it! Quickly prepare the pacemaker!" The military medical expert's face changed drastically, and he shouted frantically.

"Grandpa!!" Yan Feng cried out in despair as he rushed towards the hospital bed.

"Too late! Get out of the way!"

Li Zhenhua shoved aside the doctor in front of him and rushed to the bedside.

Then he twisted open the silver thermos in his hand!

"Buzz—"

Just as the lid of the insulated container was unscrewed.

A strange fragrance, inexplicable by common scientific sense, swept through the ward like a sudden gust of wind, instantly dispelling the strong, pungent smell of disinfectant and the nauseating atmosphere of death!

It is a unique fragrance that combines the extreme cold and clarity of snow lotus, the sweetness of honey from a hundred flowers, and the ethereal beauty of aquatic plants!

Just as the aroma spread, Yan Feng, who had been feeling short of breath and chest tightness due to excessive tension and grief, suddenly felt a "boom" in his mind, as if his lungs had been filled with a large mouthful of the purest forest oxygen, and he was incredibly awake!

"What...what is this smell?!" The authoritative expert who had just been trying his best to stop it was now staring wide-eyed, his nose twitching in disbelief, his face full of horror.

But he didn't have time to stop it.

Li Zhenhua had already taken out the soup spoon that came with the dish and scooped up a large spoonful of the translucent amber-colored, thick, stringy [Jade Bone Ice Heart Lotus Root Powder], which looked like a nectar of the gods.

"Old sir, I'm sorry to offend you!"

Li Zhenhua took a deep breath, gently pried open Old Yan's withered lips with his left hand, and with his right hand, he steadily fed the spoonful of lotus root starch, which exuded an amazing vitality, into the old man's mouth.

Yan Feng clenched his fists tightly, his nails digging deep into his flesh, his eyes fixed on his grandfather's throat.

He is waiting.

Then the terrible, painful rejection and vomiting reaction occurs.

Several military doctors were also sweating profusely with tension, and they even had negative pressure suction devices ready in their hands, ready to rescue food residue that had been choked into their trachea at any time.

however.

one second.

three seconds.

Ten seconds passed.

The violent coughing, vomiting blood, and convulsions I had imagined did not occur at all!

"Gulp."

In the deathly quiet ward, a very faint swallowing sound was suddenly heard.

Everyone froze in shock!

Without a feeding tube or any coercion, this patient with severe anorexia in the late stage of stomach cancer, who was deemed by all experts to be absolutely unable to eat and whose swallowing reflex had even disappeared, actually swallowed the food on his own, relying on his body's primal instincts!

"He swallowed it... the old commander really swallowed it! And he didn't vomit!!"

The authoritative expert's legs went weak, and he collapsed into his chair, his worldview completely shattered at that moment!

Li Zhenhua was so moved that tears streamed down his face, and his hand holding the spoon trembled violently, but he dared not stop, and scooped up a second spoonful, a third spoonful...

A miracle unfolded before everyone's eyes in an extremely frenzied manner.

In just three minutes, Chief Yan swallowed the entire small bowl of lotus root starch without missing a single bite!

Just as the last spoonful of lotus root starch went down into my stomach.

"Beep beep beep... beep beep beep..."

The vital signs monitor next to me suddenly emitted a rapid and forceful alarm sound!

It's not an alarm call, but a celebration of life's resurgence!

"Captain Yan! A miracle! A divine intervention!!"

The military medical expert, who had slumped in his chair, jumped up as if possessed, pointing at the screen with utter disbelief in his voice:

"The old commander's blood pressure has gone up! And his heart rate has increased!"

"The most terrifying thing is... his stomach and esophagus are frantically absorbing this unknown nutrient! Those withered cells are alive again!!"

Yan Feng stood rooted to the spot like a wooden stake, staring blankly at his grandfather on the hospital bed.

On that face, which was originally ashen and lifeless, a faint but real rosy glow miraculously appeared!

The brows that had been tightly furrowed and twisted in extreme pain were now completely relaxed.

That's the expression you only have when you've completely gotten rid of the pain and entered a state of extreme comfort and tranquility!

"Um……"

Accompanied by an extremely soft sigh, yet carrying a long-lost sense of peace.

Chief Yan's eyelids, which had been tightly closed for three days and three nights, trembled slightly, and then slowly opened.

Although his eyes were still weak, the deathly aura that had been tormented by illness had completely disappeared.

He turned his eyes and looked at Yan Feng, who was already sobbing uncontrollably beside him.

The old man's withered lips twitched slightly.

"Xiao Feng..."

"Grandpa! I'm here! Xiaofeng's here!"

Yan Feng, a seven-foot-tall iron man who never flinched even when bleeding or breaking bones, knelt heavily on both knees in front of the hospital bed with a "thud".

He carefully cradled his grandfather's thin, bony hands, tears streaming down his face, his voice choked with sobs.

"Grandpa, how are you feeling? Where does it hurt? Tell your grandson!"

A glimmer of light miraculously appeared in the cloudy eyes of Chief Yan.

He shook his head very slowly, his withered lips moving again:

"No...it doesn't hurt anymore..."

"My stomach feels warm and cozy... like the sun is shining inside... so comfortable..."

The old man strained to look at the empty thermos in Li Zhenhua's hand, and a longing swallow escaped his throat.

"That...that sweet, watery paste...is there any more? I...I want more..."

boom!

Upon hearing this, all the medical experts in the ward felt a chill run down their spines, from the top of their heads all the way to their heels!

A late-stage stomach cancer patient, who had been suffering from severe anorexia and intense pain for six months and was only kept alive by intravenous fluids, not only did not experience any adverse reactions after finishing a whole bowl of food, but even asked for a second bowl!

This is no longer just breaking medical norms; it's practically lifting the coffin lid off modern medicine and letting it have a wild party inside!

"Quickly! Perform a bedside ultrasound! Immediately assess the old commander's gastrointestinal condition!"