The Urban Dao Child

Yang Dao laid asleep in the hospital bed. His consciousness was calm and undisturbed like a silent sea. He slept for twelve hours before he woke up. Slowly he opened his eyes and was about to raise his hand to rub them when he felt a slight tinge of pain coming from his chest. He needed to go to the washroom. 

A soft voice sounded from the side, "What is it, Dao?"

Yang Dao turned his head slightly and saw Feng Yun sitting crossed leg on the couch. He said, "Good morning, can you help me to the washroom. I need to relieve myself."

Feng Yun nodded and stood up from the couch. She slipped her jade feet into a pair of 'use and throw' slippers before she walked up to the boy. She gently placed a hand behind his head and said, "Try not to move by yourself. Okay? Let your body lose until you sit up properly."

Yang Dao hummed in response. Feng Yun then leaned over and placed her other hand behind his shoulder. At this moment, her glorious mounds of softness were hanging directly over Yang Dao's face. If it was before the boy would have closed his eyes. But that unexpected kiss with Kylie Dew changed something inside him. 

As he gazed at the mountains of glory and pride, his body relaxed and Feng Yun had already lifted him. Before releasing her grip on the boy she took in a deep breath and sighed to calm her down. How can an entity as strong as her not sense an Intense gaze focus on her body? She suppressed the overwhelming blush on her face, released Yang Dao, and said, "You can move now, Dao."

Yang Dao had also woke up from his trance when he sat up and almost choke on air when Feng Yun took a deep breath. While the beauty was relaxing, her deep breath inflated her mounds, only when he felt a gush of air on his head did he wake up. He replied to her normally with a nod and stood up from the bed. 

The boy walked up to a washroom in the corner of the room, he said, "Sister Yun, you might need to come over and undo the lock."

For a second Feng Yun froze. She asked again, "Undo what, Young Master?"

Yang Dao cast her a strange glance and said, "See this is why I tell you to sleep on time. The door is locked, can you open it for me? I cannot move my hands too much, you know?" he was covering up his embarrassment from earlier. 

Feng Yun nodded, she again took a deep breath and covered her embarrassment. Then gracefully she walked over to the door and pushed it open after turning the knob. Yang Dao walked in after a thank you. The door closed, both of them finally let go of the breathe they were holding and were instantly overcame by a blush. 

Feng Yun covered her face with her hands in shame. She never expected something like this to happen. She could sense that Yang Dao was covering it up with bravado so she did the same. Well, doesn't make a difference, as they both can sense each other's emotions. At this moment it was all over the place. 

Inside the washroom, Yang Dao pulled down his lower and sat down to empty his bowels. The thing that troubled him now was how to wash up. Soon, his gaze fell down on a panel on the side. He almost exclaimed in surprise. Then he let out a sigh of relief. He mumbled, "Thank god for remote faucet control system."

...

After washing up Yang Dao walked out of the washroom. He boy was slightly tired. He saw Feng Yun was still sitting on the couch but this time in front of her was a laptop and a mobile phone. She was working. 

The boy felt guilty and said, "Sister Yun, how about you get me discharged and then we can go back home. You have been staying here. That must be effecting work right?"

Feng Yun lifted her head and smiled at him. She said, "You wait for the doctor to check up on you. Then if he says that you are fine then we go home okay?"

The doctor has asked to put the patient under observation for 72 hours but Yang Dao was already walking on his own. In his sleep last night, his body was healed by Laohu Bai with her earth source energy. This was one of her skills, Rejuvenation Touch. Also, Yang Dao held the source essence of all four heavenly spirits inside his body. 

His injury was serious, but his body had terrifying healing capability of its own, he was the Dao Child. The boy heard what Feng Yun said and with nod he went to lay down on the bed. He was still recovering after all. 

Soon a nurse came inside with two servings of breakfast. Yang Dao sighed when his gaze fell on the food. He said, "Sister, are you sure you want me to heal?"

The nurse was surprised to see the seriously hurt patient talking to her. She asked, "Hello, how do you feel now?"

Yang Dao said, "Slightly fatigued after the trip to washroom. But now that I have seen this boiled food, I wish I can faint back again." his lips were pouted and his eyes were squinted. Feng Yun had adjusted the bed to a slightly reclined position when he was gone to the washroom. 

The nurse was even more surprised, this patient who almost died yesterday was now able to walk to the washroom and perform the daily routine tasks? She snapped out of the daze when she heard a couch from the side. Feng Yun was standing up as the old doctor Stephen entered the ward. He nodded to the girl and asked Yang Dao as he walked closer, "How are you doing today... umm"

The boy replied, "Feng Yang Dao, Doctor."

Stephen nodded as he asked the nurse to help Yang Dao's shirt. It was an attire provided by the hospital. The nurse only had to undo three buttons. Yang Dao's body was very fit and sleek. The doctor gently removed the bandage and cleaned the wound with an Anti-bacterial liquid. 

He pressed the area around the wound with a cotton swab clamped in the tongs. He asked, "Do you feel any pain?"

Yang Dao replied, "No."

The Doctor smiled and said, "You are recovering very quickly, it is a good sign. Do you have any other sort of discomforts?"

Yang Dao nodded and said, "The hand movement is not too convenient. When can I move them freely?"

The doctor told him that it was because of the stitches on his wound, and that he will be able to move his hands within two days at the given pace of recovery. Then the doctor was about to leave when Yang Dao asked, "How long do I have to eat this mushy stuff for?" his tone was that of a wronged child. 

He has never ate something as bland as the food in hospital. It was a soup, with no salt and pepper. The boiled mashed vegetables and a gel-o. Yang Dao felt like puking at the sight of it. Stephen chuckled and said to the nurse, "Change his diet, he will be served a big bowl of beetroot and mixed fruit soup with a pinch of black pepper and salt, to make up for the blood he lost."

Then the doctor walked out. Yang Dao smiled brightly and said to Feng Yun with a sigh, "Doctors are really nice people."

Feng Yun chuckled and shook her head. She went outside the ward to ask Stephen about the discharge. While the nurse carried away two plates of untouched food to another ward and to bring two bowls of soup back. 

Yang Dao laid in the bed silently. Soon Feng Yun came back. She said, "Doctor stephen said that we can have you discharged after the resolve your stitches. Depending on your recovery speed he can do that tomorrow night."

The boy nodded, he said, "Okay, also, can we not call Icarus and the others here? Like since I will go home then why not call them over there only? Saves us the trouble to set up the equipment here."

The nurse came back at thismoment with two bowls of soup. Yang Dao was a kind boy so he asked her whether she ate or not? Before she left the boy wished her a good day. He felt guilty for the lady. She had to do extra work because of him after all. 

...

The two people drank soup and Drake Langford had a lavish meal served for himself on the table. Just as he and his friends were about to take a bite of the food Drake's phone rang. He frowned but saw that the caller was his from Crypto nation, his own residence to be precise. 

He picked up the phone and said in a cherry tone, "Hello..."

The other side however interrupted him in a anxious tone, "Drake, get back home right now. Your father is in a critical condition. Some one attacked him last night. Please come back son." the person was his mother. 

Drake was stunned. The fork in his right hand fell to the ground with a clinking sound. His friends also froze at this. They all had a bad premonition in their hearts. Think of the devil and the devil is here or at least the devil's whisper is. They all received a call from their homes, telling them to comeback right away.

To imagine that someone who was living in luxury can go through such pain while on the other hand, someone can still smile in a hospital. That is the irony of karma.