NOVPUBListening to the conversation coming from the sterile ward, the netizens in the live broadcast room sighed endlessly.
"I didn’t expect Wu Bin to find love in such a way."
"This isn’t really love, is it? Young people, just a moment of impulse, you can’t take those words seriously at a time like this."
"That’s true. I have a friend who was seriously ill and bedridden; his wife and he were very loving, but even so, she couldn’t take care of him for long, and after a couple of years, she remarried."
"You can only say that young people simply don’t realize the weight of taking care of someone for a lifetime, especially when that person is constantly paralyzed in bed, unable to tend to their own eating, drinking, and daily needs."
An old saying goes well, there are no filial sons at the bedside of a long illness; that’s the principle it speaks of.
Although everyone was moved by what Han Jiaoyan had said just now, the netizens were just moved, not really believing her words.
Bai Qian didn’t say anything cheesy; her visit to Wu Bin this time was purely out of admiration.
Perhaps it was because there were no other complicated emotions that Bai Qian was able to sharply understand Wu Bin’s inner thoughts through his eyes.
Seeing Wu Bin’s eyes constantly drifting towards the TV, Bai Qian couldn’t help but speak up, "Wu Bin, do you want to watch TV? If you do, move your eyes up and down twice."
On hearing Bai Qian’s words, Wu Bin was overjoyed!
Holy shit!
You’re a genius!
Wu Bin quickly moved his eyes up and down twice.
Everyone was shocked!
Because Wu Bin had been burned all over, he was unable to speak, so everyone had been at a loss on how to communicate with him.
But now Bai Qian had managed to communicate with Wu Bin by moving his eyeballs?
Bai Qian took out the remote control and turned on the television.
"Tell me which channel you want to watch first, move your eyes up and down for ’yes’, and left and right for ’no’."
Wu Bin was so moved he almost cried.
Not only could he watch TV, but he could also change channels!
How could Xu Wenyao, that old log, possibly produce such a clever daughter? It’s unscientific!
Through eye gestures, Bai Qian eventually settled the TV on the channel for sketch comedy.
Seeing Wu Bin enjoying the show, the netizens in the live broadcast room suddenly cheered up.
"It’s still my brother Wu, eh, turned to ash and still so optimistic."
"If Wu Bin weren’t optimistic, he surely wouldn’t have survived this long. Just think about it, heart attacks, strokes, fractures, drowning... If an ordinary person went through all this, they would’ve likely had mental issues long ago, but only Wu Bin has always maintained a positive and optimistic attitude."
"So the best way to combat the god of sickness is not to be afraid and to face it with a smile?"
"Strange pigeon, is that you, strange pigeon?"
While everyone was busily discussing, Wu Bin, lying on the hospital bed, chuckled.
This made everyone’s eyes widen.
In surprise, Han Jiaoyan said, "Did you hear that just now? Wu Bin seems to be laughing."
No sooner had Han Jiaoyan spoken than another laugh came from Wu Bin’s throat.
Everyone’s eyes widened, filled with disbelief.
Hadn’t Li Guotai said that, given Wu Bin’s current condition, it would take at least a month to recover to the point of making sounds?
How could Wu Bin now be able to laugh out loud?
"Quick, go get Director Li to take a look!"
Han Jiaoyan and Bai Qian immediately ran to fetch Li Guotai.
Wu Bin’s laughter grew louder and lasted longer.
Song Bing felt goosebumps all over.
"Wu Bro, it’s not like the skit is that funny. Why don’t you take a break? If you keep laughing like this, I’m going to have nightmares tonight."
Song Bing really couldn’t take it anymore; Wu Bin’s laughter was becoming too frightening.
After a short while, Li Guotai, leading a group of professors, rushed into the ward.
"You all go out; we need to conduct a comprehensive physical examination on Wu Bin."
Song Bing nodded, and several people hurriedly left the ward.
With a wave of his hand, Li Guotai directed a nurse to carefully snip open a portion of the gauze on Wu Bin’s hand.
The dark and rough skin surfaced before everyone’s eyes, making it distressing to look at.
The nurse took tweezers and gently touched the blackened skin, surprised to find that it had actually begun to scab over!
"Dean, Student Wu Bin’s hand has started to scab over," the nurse said.
Upon hearing the nurse’s words, excitement appeared on everyone’s faces.
"It’s miraculous, it’s simply a miracle!"
"It hasn’t even been a full day, and it’s already scabbing over?"
"You know Wu Bin has sustained deep burns; how could he possibly have such strong regenerative abilities?"
"That’s my bro Wu, turned into charcoal and still possessing such incredible healing powers."
From a medical standpoint, Wu Bin’s injuries were classified as third-degree burns.
This level of burns is not simply about the epidermis being destroyed; it means there is a basic loss of healing ability, requiring skin grafts to assist with recovery over time.
Li Guotai had seen many patients with extensive and deep burns.
The key for their survival rested on their will to live and their determination.
On this front, Li Guotai had great confidence in Wu Bin.
After all, the kid was burned like this and was still laughing.
Professor Zeng conducted a thorough examination on Wu Bin and found that not only his hands but also the rest of the remaining parts of his body had started to scab over!
"This is unimaginable; such a rate of recovery is simply not something an ordinary person can achieve!"
"Quick, bring the tweezers here; I need to take a sample!"
Professor Zeng said to Wu Bin, who was lying on the hospital bed, "Student Wu Bin, for the sake of our research, we need to take some samples, so bear with the pain."
After speaking, Professor Zeng carefully removed a small piece of the charred scab with tweezers.
As soon as a bit of the black scab was torn off, it immediately revealed the fresh, red flesh beneath.
The flesh looked as attractive as the fresh pork one buys at the market.
Ordinary people seeing this bloody flesh might feel disgusted.
But to these doctors, it was simply too perfect!
You should know that patients with deep burns like Wu Bin should typically have nothing but pus and eschar on their skin at this stage.
But now, fresh red tissue was appearing on Wu Bin, indicating his body was recovering rapidly!
Professor Zeng not only sampled the black scab but also scraped a bit of bloody mucus from the skin.
Professor Zeng, holding the scraper, appeared just like Zhu Bajie guarding the ginseng fruit tree, his eyes full of desire.
If they could unravel the mystery behind Wu Bin’s astonishing regenerative power, then there would be no issue with taking home this year’s Nobel Prize in Medicine.
Having obtained comprehensive data on Wu Bin, Li Guotai said with a smile, "It looks like your situation is even better than I imagined."
"Rest well; I’ll come back to check on you tonight."
After talking, Li Guotai glanced at the TV and frowned.
"Who turned on the TV? It’s so noisy; it will disturb Wu Bin’s rest."
Li Guotai picked up the remote control and turned off the TV.
Wu Bin: !!!
Lying in the hospital bed, Wu Bin’s eyes suddenly widened, and his laughter became even more shrill and distorted.
