Liu Yu was still in extreme shock, his mind blank.
He subconsciously touched his chest, feeling the hardcover notebook.
A thought flashed through his mind like lightning.
He abruptly pulled out the notebook, holding it in both hands as if it were a priceless treasure, his voice trembling:
"Then... then this... this book... if I practice this... will I... will I also be like you?! Will I also have these... superpowers?!"
Cheng Mo looked at his almost frenzied state, shook his head helplessly, and gave a relatively objective answer:
"If you keep practicing, becoming stronger is certain. Your physical fitness and reaction speed will far exceed ordinary people. But as for whether you can reach my level..." He paused, "that depends on future opportunities and your effort."
However, this sentence sounded like heavenly music to Liu Yu's ears!
He could become stronger! He might even become superhuman like Cheng Mo!
Even with such a reserved answer, it was enough to make Liu Yu ecstatic.
His previous doubts about the booklet instantly vanished, replaced by an almost reverent importance.
He carefully took out the Qi Cultivation Technique from his embrace, firmly tucked it inside his shirt, and pressed it hard, afraid of losing it.
"Holy moly! Holy moly! Can I also become extraordinary?!"
He was incoherent with excitement, patting Cheng Mo's shoulder forcefully.
"Mo Zai, no! Brother Mo! From now on, you're my real brother! This matter... this matter will be handled as you say! I'll book the tickets and prepare the documents right away. Let's go deal with those scumbags!"
He excitedly spun around twice, seemingly already seeing himself in the future, punching mercenaries, kicking warlords, and incidentally also...
A smile that all men understood, a little lewd and longing, appeared on his face as he muttered, "Hehe... then won't it be... once a night, all night long..."
Cheng Mo: "..."
He watched Liu Yu, who had instantly switched from being worried to being hot-blooded and even fantasizing, with a poker face, shaking his head helplessly.
"Let's get the main business done first," he reminded him. "Go prepare."
...The corridor of the hospital's VIP ward area was very quiet.
When Cheng Mo and Liu Yu pushed open the ward door, Cheng Xingtong was slowly exercising her legs by the window sill.
The afternoon sun shone on her, adding a touch of warmth to her slightly pale cheeks.
"Brother! Brother Liu Yu!"
Cheng Xingtong's eyes immediately lit up when she saw them.
The girl, like a cheerful little bird, shuffled over in a few steps and affectionately embraced Cheng Mo's arm.
Her complexion was indeed better than when Cheng Mo last left.
Although still slender, the sickly pallor had faded a lot.
"Xing Tong, you look so much more energetic!"
Liu Yu smiled as he placed the fruit basket on the table and, familiar with the routine, began to wash fruit.
Li Xia, Cheng Mo's mother, was sitting on the sofa folding clothes. Seeing them, a smile bloomed on her face: "Xiao Mo, Xiao Yu, you're here! Quick, sit down, sit down. This VIP ward is really good, it even has a sofa and coffee table, just like home."
"Mom."
Cheng Mo called out, letting his sister hold his arm, but his gaze subtly swept over her.
The Eye of Truth silently activated, and a faint golden glow flashed in his eyes.
His sister's blood circulation was much smoother than before, and although the stubborn pathogenic energy in her bone marrow was still present, its activity was suppressed to a very low level.
Her body functions were currently at a relatively stable peak.
Cheng Mo felt a little relieved.
"Brother, was the project successful this time?"
Cheng Xingtong looked up and asked, her eyes full of reliance.
Cheng Mo nodded gently and habitually ruffled his sister's hair.
"It was very successful. How do you feel? Is there anywhere you're uncomfortable?"
"I'm fine. The doctors and nurses take special care of me, and the food is delicious."
Cheng Xingtong said with a smile, then added softly, "It's just a little boring."
Cheng Mo looked around the spacious ward and frowned slightly: "Where's Dad? Why isn't he here? Didn't I tell him not to go to the construction site anymore?"
Li Xia heard this and showed a helpless and amused expression: "Your dad, you know how he is, he can't sit still. Besides, you're so promising now, he's got a fire in his belly, he can't wait to run to the construction site and brag to his old buddies. How could he stay in the hospital?"
Cheng Mo could only shake his head helplessly after hearing this.
Cheng Xingtong and Liu Yu couldn't help but snicker, both imagining Cheng Jianguo's elated expression at the construction site.
Just then, there was a soft knock on the ward door.
The attending physician entered with an assistant, holding the latest examination report.
"Mr. Cheng, you've come at a good time."
The attending physician's attitude was very polite.
"Xing Tong's various indicators have been very stable recently. The expert group just held a joint consultation and unanimously agreed that now is the best window for bone marrow transplant surgery."
"We have also made thorough preparations on the donor side. If the family agrees, we recommend arranging the surgery as soon as possible."
Everyone's gaze focused on Cheng Mo.
Cheng Mo took the report, quickly scanned the key data, and then looked at his somewhat nervous sister beside him.
"Xing Tong, don't be afraid, the surgery will definitely be successful."
In his mind, he had already planned the subsequent steps.
First, rely on modern medicine to complete the critical step of bone marrow transplantation, ensuring basic success.
After the surgery, during the recovery period, he would then, depending on the situation, use Tamayo's special medicine, which can strengthen the essence of life, in small, divided doses.
Two-pronged approach, to ensure foolproof success.
Liu Yu also quickly leaned over: "Exactly! Xing Tong, don't worry, we've prepared the best doctors and the best medicine. With your brother and me here, we guarantee everything will go smoothly for you!"
While they were talking in the ward, no one noticed that in the corridor outside the ward, Cheng Mo's aunt Cheng Ying, uncle Lu Bo, and their son Lu Kai were standing somewhat awkwardly in front of the nurses' station.
They had come according to the address Cheng Jianguo had given them, but the further they walked, the more confused they became.
How was this like an ordinary ward?
The quiet environment, luxurious decor, and even a dedicated nurses' station.
Every detail exuded the word "expensive."
Cheng Ying's heart was in turmoil.
A few days ago, her elder brother Cheng Jianguo suddenly contacted her, not only paying back the previous debt but also giving a little extra as interest.
While this relieved her, no longer having to worry about the money.
On the other hand, this sudden "generosity" made her even more uneasy.
She was afraid that her elder brother's family had gone down the wrong path to make quick money, and even more afraid that her niece Xing Tong's bottomless pit of medical expenses would have no follow-up.
After much thought, she decided to bring her family to visit and see the actual situation.
"Excuse me, is Cheng Xingtong's ward this way? I'm her aunt."
Cheng Ying asked the nurse tentatively.
After confirming her identity, the nurse politely directed them: "Yes, please go straight this way, the innermost suite is it."
"Suite... suite?"
Cheng Ying and Lu Bo exchanged glances, both seeing the surprise in each other's eyes.
They walked to the ward door, which was ajar, and happened to hear the attending physician inside politely telling Cheng Mo: "...This is the final confirmed surgery plan, please review it. We will definitely gather the most top-notch strength from the entire hospital to ensure the surgery is foolproof..."
Through the crack in the door, Cheng Ying saw the doctor in a white coat, who was clearly an expert, bowing slightly and handing a document to Cheng Mo, his attitude even carrying a hint of respect.
And her nephew, Cheng Mo, stood there calmly taking the document, listening with a composed expression.
His demeanor was completely unlike a patient's family member who needed to seek medical advice; it was more like... like a leader listening to a subordinate's report.
Lu Kai, being younger, had sharp eyes and had already seen the spacious room, bright floor-toceiling windows, and advanced medical equipment inside the ward.
He couldn't help but whisper, "Oh my god, this ward... how much does it cost a day..."