All afternoon, Liu Yuhang and his son were somewhat anxious because they had provoked a big shot who had been beaten today and would surely bring people over to teach Tie Zhuzi and the others a lesson another day.
"How has he not woken up yet?" Long Wu asked impatiently at that moment.
Everyone turned their gaze toward Liu Yuhang and his son. According to their expectations, Xiang Yu should have woken up by now, and they didn't know what had gone wrong.
"Dad, there couldn't be an issue with your medicine, could there?" Liu Yuhang now asked, feeling somewhat guilty.
"Impossible, I used the medicine based on his injuries; there's no way it could be wrong," the middle-aged man declared confidently.
Just as everyone was becoming a bit impatient, Long Wu suddenly walked in. Upon closer inspection of Xiang Yu, she saw that his breathing was even, he was occasionally smacking his lips, and a trace of drool was at the corner of his mouth.