"Doctor Zhou, can I train today?" Da Xiong asked, looking at him eagerly.
Truthfully, after soaking in the medicinal bath Zhou Yu had prepared last night, Da Xiong felt his injuries had mostly healed.
Even his arm showed no signs of discomfort.
He felt perfectly capable of training.
Of course, if Zhou Yu said no, Da Xiong wouldn't dare push it.
No matter how impatient he was, he understood the wisdom of "where there's life, there's hope."
If his body wasn't up to it, forcing himself to train would only be counterproductive.
Zhou Yu didn't answer immediately. Instead, he went over to examine Da Xiong's arm first.
After confirming that the bone had rejoined overnight, Zhou Yu even applied some pressure and gave it a twist.
Ensuring the bone wouldn't easily dislocate again.
Only then did Zhou Yu nod slightly.
"You can train today, but be careful. Take it easy during your training."
"You don't want to end up in the medical room again, listening to Doctor Zhao's nagging, do you?"
Hearing this, Da Xiong was overjoyed.
Little did anyone know how desperately he yearned to improve his strength!
However, Da Xiong disagreed with Zhou Yu's description of Zhao Ruyue's nagging.
"Doctor Zhao is so understanding, how can you call it nagging? She's just concerned about us," Da Xiong argued.
Zhou Yu glanced at Da Xiong for a moment, then shook his head.
This kid, after two meals from Zhao Ruyue, his attitude had changed?
He'd been bought over!
"Alright, enough talk. Start your training now. I'll supervise you."
Zhou Yu nodded slightly, said this, and took a step back.
He yielded the training ground to Da Xiong.
Da Xiong carefully removed the splint, examined his arm, and then began his training.
However, with Zhou Yu's reminder.
Da Xiong was even more focused.
He paid close attention to the force he put into each punch.
After all, a single misstep could easily cause the bone to displace again.
If it happened too often, his arm would become very fragile and prone to dislocation in the future.
He might even dislocate his shoulder while fighting someone.
Losing his life would be a small matter compared to the embarrassment.
As Da Xiong's training progressed, Zhou Yu, who had been watching intently at first, turned his head and casually observed everything in the training field.
Leisurely and at ease.
By noon, Da Xiong finished his training.
His entire body was drenched in sweat.
Not only was he physically exhausted, but the mental fatigue was also immense.
Because his arm wasn't fully healed, Da Xiong had to be exceptionally cautious.
This placed a heavy mental burden on him!
Zhao Ruyue arrived with lunch at the opportune moment, placing it under a tree and inviting Da Xiong to eat with her.
As Da Xiong walked over, he observed Zhou Yu's expression and said with a smile, "Doctor Zhao is so kind to Doctor Zhou."
Zhao Ruyue paused for a moment, then turned to look at Zhou Yu's face.
Seeing no change in Zhou Yu's expression, a hint of disappointment appeared on Zhao Ruyue's face.
She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled, "What do you mean? Am I not kind to you?"
Da Xiong quickly waved his hands, "Of course, you are."
But this kindness was merely conditional!
If Da Xiong weren't Zhou Yu's student, Zhao Ruyue probably wouldn't even spare him a glance.
Da Xiong sensed the awkward atmosphere between Zhao Ruyue and Zhou Yu and felt embarrassed to say anything further.
He simply focused on his lunch.
Da Xiong ate quickly, and soon, his portion of food was finished.
"Rest under the shade of the tree for a while, and train again in the afternoon."
Zhou Yu, while eating, noticed Da Xiong about to head back to the training ground and quickly stopped him.
Logically, Da Xiong should be resting in his dormitory to prevent further injury to his arm.
However, with the fourth mission rumored to be very dangerous, it was out of concern for his life that Zhou Yu agreed to let Da Xiong train despite his injury.
But this didn't mean Da Xiong could be reckless.
If he suffered a secondary injury, the fourth mission would likely be even more perilous!
Da Xiong nodded. Although he felt a bit unwilling, he didn't dare disobey Zhou Yu's command.
He immediately found a tree far away, lay down, and used his arm as a pillow.
Then he closed his eyes.
The midday sun was warm and comfortable against his skin.
Da Xiong had only intended to rest his eyes.
But as he lay there, he drifted off to sleep without realizing it.
Zhao Ruyue and Zhou Yu lowered their voices as they spoke.
"You're still letting Da Xiong train in this condition. Aren't you worried about him?" Zhao Ruyue whispered.
Zhou Yu smiled. "But if he doesn't train, how will he handle the fourth mission?"
Zhao Ruyue was immediately speechless, unable to find a rebuttal.
After a long pause, Zhao Ruyue said, "Cultivating martial arts should be a gradual process. How much can he improve even if he trains with his injury for these two days? If he gets hurt again, wouldn't it be a loss outweighing the gain?"
Zhou Yu raised an eyebrow. "I have a way to help him achieve a transformative improvement in just two days!"
Zhao Ruyue had no grounds to argue with this.
She knew that Zhou Yu indeed possessed such capabilities.
After some thought, Zhao Ruyue sighed, "It's best to be cautious to avoid any lingering issues later on."
Seeing Zhou Yu about to lie down and bask in the sun, Zhao Ruyue didn't want to linger any longer.
She tidied up the empty lunchboxes and left.
Zhou Yu watched Zhao Ruyue's retreating figure and shook his head helplessly.
How could he not understand Zhao Ruyue's feelings?
It was just that Zhou Yu genuinely had no such intentions at the moment.
By the afternoon.
Da Xiong finally got up.
After a short rest, Da Xiong had regained some of his stamina.
Under Zhou Yu's supervision, Da Xiong continued to practice the second move of "Striking Through the Mountain."
Perhaps it was due to practice, Da Xiong gradually began to grasp the feel of it.
During training, he didn't need to consciously focus on it to execute the technique.
Of course, Da Xiong knew he hadn't reached mastery yet.
He might be able to impress others, but he was still a long way from Zhou Yu's standard!
As Da Xiong was drenched in sweat, Ouyang Feng watched from a distance.
Ouyang Feng really wanted to approach and strike up a conversation.
With the fourth mission drawing closer, it would be best if he could glean some information from Da Xiong or Zhou Yu.
But Ouyang Feng knew very well that he was not well-regarded by Zhou Yu.
No matter what he said, Zhou Yu would likely not reveal anything to him.
Therefore, Ouyang Feng could only observe from afar, unwilling to make a fool of himself.