Zhou Yixian saw that Du Heng had nothing more to say, took the documents, and went outside. He needed to find the patient’s family for the final signature. Once they signed, the treatment could formally begin. Du Heng watched Zhou Yixian leave, his estimation of the man rising somewhat. Regardless of whether he had previously intended to set Du Heng up, or his recent quiet and persistent questioning, he had ultimately signed. Even though there was only Li Qiuhua’s single successful disease record, he had still chosen to believe Du Heng. He had signed so the patient could recover and regain her health. Du Heng imagined Zhou Yixian must have promised something, especially to get the Dean’s signature; otherwise, a Dean wouldn’t sign for an unknown doctor. Zhou Yixian’s sense of responsibility and trust alone were enough to make Du Heng respect him more. Of course, professional ethics were one thing, and personal grievances were another. Ten minutes later, Zhou Yixian returned with the other male doctor, holding the fully explained and signed Informed Consent Form. "Doctor Du, everything necessary is prepared. Is there anything else you need to add?" "Yes. When decocting the medicine, be sure to tell the nurse I need fresh ginger slices. Wilted ones or ginger that’s almost dried out won’t do." The male doctor nodded and said seriously, "Don’t worry, Doctor Du, I’ll make sure it’s clearly communicated." "One more thing, don’t decoct the musk with the other herbs. It should be mixed in after the decoction is ready." "Alright. Anything else?" Du Heng thought for a moment; other points to note were already written on the prescription. "Nothing else." Then he handed over the prescription he had written, which was on Zhou Yixian’s desk. Then, it was more waiting. Zhou Yixian, as the Director of the Emergency Department, didn’t have much free time. He was called away before he could even sit for a minute. Du Heng couldn’t just leave either. He had to watch the patient take the medicine and then monitor her condition in real-time. If anything went wrong, he would regret it terribly. Half an hour later, Du Heng was called to the hospital room. After his opinion was sought again, the male doctor administered the medicine to the patient. Now, no one dared leave the patient’s side for even a moment, be it Du Heng, Zhou Yixian, or the other male doctor. Even though Zhou Yixian was very busy and frequently called away, he would rush back immediately as soon as he was free. Fortunately, this tense situation didn’t last long. Twenty minutes later, the patient, who had been unconscious for four days, slowly opened her eyes. She had awakened. The moment he saw the patient’s eyes open, the male doctor almost cried out in excitement. It was his idea to call in Du Heng, and he was responsible for this patient. He was more thrilled than anyone. However, he knew this wasn’t the appropriate place to show his elation. Suppressing his excitement, he turned to Du Heng and asked, "What now?" He didn’t notice the slight tremor in his voice as he spoke. Du Heng, however, remained calm. He knew the medicine would be effective; he was only there to prevent any potential complications. Seeing the patient awake and the readings on the monitor changing, Du Heng said calmly, "Continue observation. Oh, call the family member in. Prepare towels or toilet paper." The male doctor paused for a moment. "Why?" "The prescription includes ephedra, Cassia twig, and other diaphoretic herbs. Now that the patient is awake, she will soon begin to perspire heavily. Someone needs to be here to wipe her down." "I’ll go get her," the male doctor replied and headed out. After four days, he could finally face the patient’s family with a smile. In about ten seconds, the male doctor returned with a female family member. The male doctor might have already briefed her. Upon entering, the female family member went straight to her mother. Seeing her mother’s eyes, though still a bit dazed, moving back and forth, she was so overcome with emotion that tears began to fall. Four days. For four whole days, it had been either unconsciousness or emergency resuscitation. She had been tormented to the brink of madness. Zhou Yixian, having just finished his tasks, walked in again. As before, he casually glanced at the sickbed. He was about to walk over when he abruptly stopped and looked back at the patient on the bed. "Awake?" ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝕟𝕠𝕧𝕖𝕝⟡𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕥⟡𝕟𝕖𝕥 "Is she alright now?" "Not quite. We still need to see if she can urinate smoothly," Du Heng replied to Zhou Yixian. "The patient suffered from cold evil obstructing her lungs, leading to impaired water passage. I used aconite and other herbs to restore yang, stem desertion, clear phlegm, and revive consciousness. Her waking up now indicates the medicine is taking effect. However, she still has edema. I used ephedra to induce sweating, relieve the exterior syndrome, and open up the lung qi." "Normally, when the lung qi is unblocked, the water passages will clear, so there shouldn’t be any further issues. However, the medicine has just started to work, so we still need to observe whether it achieves the desired effect. Once the patient begins to sweat and urinate, the critical period will truly be over." Zhou Yixian heaved a great sigh of relief. As long as the patient had regained consciousness, his confidence was restored. He was no longer concerned about Du Heng’s point about continued observation. "Doctor Du, this might take a while. Shall we go to the office and sit for a bit?" Zhou Yixian suggested. But Du Heng shook his head. "No, thank you. I’ll wait. Once the patient starts to sweat and urinate, I’ll head back. I’m on night shift tonight, and it wouldn’t be good to arrive late." Zhou Yixian looked slightly surprised. "Doctor Du, you’re the Dean of your Health Clinic. Why are you still covering shifts?" Du Heng smiled. "I didn’t used to cover shifts. It’s just that recently, two colleagues from our clinic are preparing for their professional practice exams. We’re short-staffed and can’t rearrange the schedule, so I have to fill in."