"Good, good, good, then come in quickly."
The Prince of Free Spirit immediately made way.
Zhan Xiaofeng, along with Yun Xiaojing and Zhan Xiaojun, walked in.
Perhaps fearing any misunderstanding from the Prince of Free Spirit, Zhan Xiaofeng explained, "My sister also studied medicine from a young age. Her medical skills are on par with mine, so we can diagnose together."
The Prince of Free Spirit nodded repeatedly upon hearing this.
Zhan Xiaojun bowed to the Prince of Free Spirit but did not approach first.
Standing there, she could see a man lying on the bed.
Because of the gauze curtain on the bed, the man's face was obscured. She waited quietly on the side, intending to see him after her second brother had examined him.
Over the past few years, she and her second brother had often done this when they went out to see patients.
She had also learned a great deal.
However, she disagreed with her second brother saying her medical skills were on par with his; there was a vast difference, and it would likely take many more years for her to catch up.
Yun Xiaojing did not know medicine; he had come along just for the excitement.
He also wanted to see what the Crown Prince of Free Spirit looked like.
After arriving in Donglin Country, he had heard a lot about him.
They said he had achieved fame at a young age, excelling in both literary and martial arts, with no one in Donglin Country able to match him.
The women who liked him could circle the entire capital.
Moreover, the customs of Donglin Country were open.
Women could actively pursue men, so one could imagine how popular he was.
Upon entering, she looked around more carefully.
There were paintings hanging in the room.
The paintings were likely his as well.
Many people had spent thousands of gold coins on his paintings. Initially, she thought the rumors were exaggerated, but seeing them now, she realized they were not.
The paintings of the Crown Prince of Free Spirit were indeed masterpieces.
Zhan Xiaojun followed Yun Xiaojing's gaze and saw the paintings on the wall.
Since her second brother needed quiet while taking the pulse, they could admire the paintings in peace.
They were truly rare and exquisite works.
Zhan Xiaojun's gaze suddenly stopped at the name on the inscription.
Three characters, written with unrestrained elegance.
Ning Ye Cheng.
Her body stiffened abruptly.
She stiffly turned her head to look at the bed.
His name was Ning Ye Cheng?
She knew that the Prince of Free Spirit's surname was Ning, but everyone referred to him as the Crown Prince of Free Spirit.
She hadn't paid attention to his name being Ning Ye Cheng!
How could such a coincidence exist in this world?
Suddenly, a sense of anticipation arose in her heart.
Could he be… the Ning Ye Cheng she was thinking of?
Her heart began to race.
She paid no attention to anything around her.
What she cared about was whether the person lying in bed was the one she had in mind.
Zhan Xiaofeng finished taking the pulse and stood up.
Seeing this, the Prince of Free Spirit anxiously stepped forward, " My son… can he still wake up?"
Zhan Xiaofeng nodded. "He can."
His words were simple but absolutely firm.
This was the first time the Prince of Free Spirit had heard someone say "he can" with such certainty in over a year.
He was so moved that he was close to tears.
He asked again with disbelief, "Really?"
Was he hallucinating?
Zhan Xiaofeng nodded.
He looked towards Zhan Xiaojun and saw her looking at him, tears welling up in her eyes. He immediately went over, "Xiaojun, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
He had overlooked Xiaojun's physical condition; she must be tired from the continuous journey.
Zhan Xiaojun shook her head. "I'll go take a look too, Second Brother."
She walked towards the bed, each step feeling incredibly heavy.
Her feet felt as if they weighed a thousand pounds.
She knew it was all too coincidental; how could it be what she thought?
Zhan Xiaofeng and Yun Xiaojing both noticed Zhan Xiaojun's unusual behavior and exchanged glances.
The Prince of Free Spirit also noticed and looked at the siblings.
They shook their heads at the Prince of Free Spirit, indicating that everything was fine.
Zhan Xiaojun reached the bedside.
She looked at the person on the bed.
When she saw the face that was exactly like the person she kept in her memory, tears streamed from her eyes.
Was it him?
Could it be him?
Wasn't he… still in that other world?
She was flustered, her emotions difficult to control, and she fumbled to feel his pulse.
Regardless of whether it was him or not, she did not want this person to die.
After checking his pulse.
She turned around in a panic and looked at Zhan Xiaofeng, "Second Brother, his condition is very critical right now."
Her voice was filled with immense anxiety.
Seeing the flustered Zhan Xiaojun, Zhan Xiaofeng and Yun Xiaojing were stunned. The Prince of Free Spirit also blinked, utterly confused. He felt as though the young lady was more anxious than he was.
He didn't recall his son mentioning knowing the daughter of the King of Night.
Besides, the young lady looked like a fairy; she probably didn't know his son.
This…
He was getting old and his mind wasn't working well?
Otherwise, why was he so bewildered and unable to understand?
"Yes, Second Brother knows his condition is very serious, so I have already thought of a way to treat him," Zhan Xiaofeng walked over.
His voice was gentle as he tried to soothe her.
He hoped to calm Xiaojun's emotions.
Although he didn't know what had happened to Xiaojun, he understood that she wouldn't be flustered or cry without reason.
Yun Xiaojing also walked over. "With Second Brother here, no ailment is too difficult."
Zhan Xiaojun looked at her two worried elder brothers and suddenly calmed down.
She glanced at the astonished Prince of Free Spirit and felt a little embarrassed.
Her emotions had been too intense and uncontrollable just now.
It seemed that to avoid worrying her second and third brothers, and to prevent the Prince of Free Spirit from overthinking, she had to explain again, "He looks very much like a friend I knew before being attacked and injured. I thought for a moment it was him, so I got a bit emotional."
The experiences she had gone through were truly fantastical.
Moreover, she couldn't be sure if he was indeed Ning Ye Cheng.
"So that's how it is! I was just thinking if he had done something bad outside. Fortunately, fortunately." The Prince of Free Spirit breathed a sigh of relief.
If he had truly done something bad, Zhan Xiaofeng would clearly be protective and might refuse to treat his son out of anger.
Zhan Xiaofeng and Yun Xiaojing immediately relaxed.
They had truly been frightened just now.
"Let's discuss how to treat him together. Second Brother has thought of a plan, let's see if it matches yours," Zhan Xiaofeng spoke softly to Zhan Xiaojun.
He hoped their conversation would help Zhan Xiaojun's emotions calm down quickly.
Zhan Xiaojun also quickly regained her composure.
"Yes, I've also thought of a way."
The siblings began to study together.
They discussed as if no one else were present.
Yun Xiaojing couldn't understand and found it a bit boring, so he sat down to drink tea.
The Prince of Free Spirit understood even less, but listening to them discuss how to treat Ye Cheng filled him with hope.
Moreover, he felt a great surge of anticipation.
His son would wake up soon!
He sincerely hoped that his son, who had been in a coma for over a year, wouldn't become foolish. He still liked his intelligent son!