Standing by the bed, Hua Yuyu looked at Ouyang Zhuangyu's pale face.
After a moment's hesitation, he removed the oxygen mask, pried open Ouyang Zhuangyu's mouth, and fed him the pill. When he was done, Hua Yuyu quickly put the oxygen mask back.
Turning to Feng Wu, he asked, "What now?"
"We wait," Feng Wu said calmly.
With no other choice, Hua Yuyu and the others stood silently, watching Ouyang Zhuangyu closely, afraid to miss even the slightest change in his condition.
Two minutes later, just as Wang Kaimu was about to lose patience, Bai Hanyun suddenly exclaimed, "Look! Brother Ouyang's complexion has improved!"
Following her words, everyone hurried toward the bed. Standing around it, they called anxiously, "Zhuangyu, can you hear me? Zhuangyu!"
After a few calls, Ouyang Zhuangyu's lips parted slightly. A few seconds later, his weak, hoarse voice, tinged with annoyance, echoed in the room.
"…You guys are so noisy…"
