After checking the pulse, the old man got up and attempted to open Mo Junhua's eyes for examination. Only then did he notice someone sitting by the bed, blocking his way, and impatiently waved his hand, "Irrelevant people, step aside. Who was it that came to report the news just now? Come here, I have questions for her."
Lan Tian sat still, unable to move even if she wanted to; Mo Junhua was holding her hand. Watching the old man examining Mo Junhua, touching his legs, pinching his shoulders, and taking his pulse, she saw everything. She had no particular skills, but he seemed to have a big temper and even bigger airs.
After giving those instructions and turning back to see Lan Tian still there, he frowned. The middle-aged male doctor noticed his teacher frowning and knew it was a sign of his anger, poised to reprimand Lan Tian.
"That is, Dr. Sun, the one who discovered the patient had awakened was not me, but her."
