Professor Huang and others were originally drowsy.

Seeing Mr. Qiu wake up, everyone instantly became energetic.

Hurry and record the new data.

“Yesterday afternoon, we arrived at the nursing home around five o’clock.

Then a series of examinations were conducted on Mr. Qiu's body.

When I take the medicine, it’s…”

Professor Huang's assistant said this, flipping through his notebook.

Turn to the time I wrote down last night.

Suppressing the excitement, under the gaze of everyone.

He answered decisively, "It was exactly seven o'clock last night, that is, nineteen minutes and zero seconds!"

Another professor's assistant took over.

"Just now at 6:58 in the morning, Mr. Qiu's fingers trembled slightly.

It's exactly seven o'clock, zero minute and zero second, open your eyes!"

Professor Huang quickly recorded the time again.

Then he put away the notes and smiled with a flushed face.

“So, what we can be sure of now is this.

The time it takes for the life-extending potion to take full effect and awaken the patient.

It's a full twelve hours."

His low, slightly hoarse voice revealed an unspoken sense of pride and excitement.

Warm applause rang out in the ward.

"What are you arguing about?"

At this moment, a powerful voice suddenly sounded.

Interrupt everyone's celebration.

Everyone looked over in the direction of the sound.

It was Mr. Qiu whose eyes had regained clarity.

Professor Huang and others suppressed their excitement and continued to record Mr. Qiu's subsequent situation.

Mr. Lu was also very happy.

My eyes turned red with excitement.

He came to the bedside and asked Mr. Qiu cheerfully.

“You old thing! You’re so fierce when you wake up.

You don't even know how you woke up, do you?

They saved you!

You don't even know how to say thank you, and you're so mean to everyone!"

Looking at Mr. Qiu, he is as energetic as a dead tree coming back to life in spring.

Mr. Lu was very happy.

It was just like the two of them arguing in the early years before Mr. Qiu entered the sanatorium.

Just slap him on the shoulder.

I don’t know why Mr. Qiu was stunned by the slap in the face.

I was still stunned by what he said.

Old Qiu looked around at everyone in the ward in a daze.

Then look at Mr. Lu.

Lift your arm and look at your hand.

Clench and open your fingers.

Repeat this several times.

Then he propped himself up on the bed and sat up.

No one needed help from others.

The movements were so smooth.

“I thought I wasn’t going to make it past last night.

How is this..."

Mr. Qiu frowned and expressed his feelings.

He stopped mid-sentence, but saw that everyone was staring at him.

He was taking notes with a pen in his hand.

He was sure that everything he said just now was recorded.

But Mr. Qiu is not a stubborn person.

Facing everyone's expectant gaze, I added the rest of the words.

"I feel like I'm decades younger now!"

After saying this, Mr. Qiu's energy suddenly increased.

Waved his arms a few times.

"I'm not bragging, even if you give me a gun right now, I'd still go straight to the battlefield!

I can fight him with ten or eight devils without even taking a breath!"

Seeing him wake up, he looks so energetic.

Professor Huang and others were very happy.

"Mr. Qiu, please don't get too excited.

Thank you for your help, please lie down again and let us check you.

We need accurate data, please bear with us."

Mr. Qiu finally understood what was going on.

It must have been yesterday when Old Man Lu brought the magic potion he talked about.

Save him!