Intern Doctor Brings a Patient Who Was Given a Death Notice Back to Life with a Few Needles

- 01 -

Qingyuan City First People's Hospital.

8 o'clock is the busiest time in the inpatient department of the hospital. Usually at this time, doctors make their rounds, ask about the patient's condition the day before, and record it.

It is now summer, and usually at this time there are the most intern doctors, and this year is no exception.

Ye Haoxuan is also one of the intern doctors. Qingyuan City First People's Hospital is the best hospital in Qingyuan. Even for an internship, you need connections to get in. If he had not excelled academically at school, he would not have been one of the few limited spots.

It was precisely because of this hard-won learning opportunity that Ye Haoxuan was more serious than anyone else. He was seen following behind Dr. Xu, holding a medical record book, taking notes earnestly.

And just at this moment, the head nurse rushed into the ward in a panic and cried out: "Dr. Xu, something bad has happened. The patient in room 18 has started having an attack again and has now fallen unconscious."

Dr. Xu, who was already past middle age, frowned. He could not care less about the patient he was currently questioning and immediately ran out. Ye Haoxuan and several intern doctors from the same school also hurriedly followed.

The patient in room 18 had a severe kidney cyst and had only been hospitalized for observation the day before yesterday. It had already caused urinary tract obstruction and required surgery, but there were simply too many people needing surgery right now, and the chief surgeon could not fit them all in.

When everyone arrived, the patient in room 18 had already fainted. Dr. Xu hurriedly checked his pupils and did a brief examination, then quickly called to Ye Haoxuan: "Go and get Director Liu immediately."

Ye Haoxuan nodded, hurriedly handed the medical record in his hand to an intern, and rushed toward the office as fast as possible.

When he reached the office, he unexpectedly found that the office door was tightly closed.

It was working hours now, so the office door should at most be left ajar. He gave it a gentle push, but it did not budge. It was clearly locked from the inside.

Although he felt it was strange, a human life was at stake now, and there was no room for the slightest delay. Director Liu was an authority in the nephrology department, and the patient in room 18 was in critical condition. Only Director Liu could make the decision on this illness. Ye Haoxuan raised his hand to knock on the door.

But at that moment, through the patterned glass on the door, Ye Haoxuan was stunned.

He saw a paper packet placed on the office desk, bulging inside. From its shape and size, it was not hard to tell that it contained Mao Zedong notes. Such a thick stack was probably no less than nearly ten thousand yuan.

And opposite Director Liu, a young married woman was pleading bitterly.

"Director Liu, I beg you. You know my husband's condition too. It really cannot be delayed any longer. Please help him and schedule his surgery earlier, all right?"

Ye Haoxuan tensed up. The hospital strictly forbids accepting red envelopes from patients. Did Director Liu not know this?

On the other side of the office desk, Director Liu glanced at the thick red envelope on the table and said nothing. Then he stood up with a smile and said: "It is not that I do not want to help, but recently the surgeries simply cannot all be scheduled. This little bit of money... you should take it back."

The implication was that the young married woman's red envelope was too small.

The young married woman was precisely the wife of the patient in room 18. Her husband had been ill for years and they also had several students to support. The family had originally not been well off, and it was unknown how she had scraped together this ten thousand Mao Zedong notes. And this Director Liu, who looked kind and benevolent, turned out to be such a black-hearted doctor.

The young married woman said tearfully: "Director Liu, I really cannot come up with any more. Treating my husband's illness has already used up all our savings. Please have mercy..."

Director Liu slowly stood up and said with a smile: "Do not be anxious. There will always be a way to solve things. I also understand your family situation. The hospital does indeed have relevant regulations. For families in poverty, there can be some preferential treatment, but the quota is limited, and applying is rather difficult."

As Director Liu spoke, he deliberately or unintentionally pushed the envelope on the table back, and the meaning was already very clear: the young married woman had given too little money.

Ye Haoxuan truly could not hold it in any longer. He knew that for the young married woman to produce this much money was already her limit. Even after the patient's surgery, the costs of nutrition and physical therapy would also be an astronomical figure. Did this Director Liu really not care at all?

Ye Haoxuan gave a light cough. He gently knocked on the door, then said: "Director Liu, do you have time now?"

"Who, who is outside the door?"

Director Liu was startled. He quickly put the money on the table back into the drawer, then put on an appearance of sitting upright and proper.

"It is me, Director Liu." Ye Haoxuan pushed open the door and walked in. A trace of panic appeared on Director Liu's face.

"What are you doing here? Do you not need to go on rounds?" Director Liu said angrily, because he was not sure whether Ye Haoxuan had seen what had just happened.

"It is like this, Director Liu. The patient in room 18 is now seriously ill and needs surgery immediately," Ye Haoxuan said.

"I know. You go over first. I am discussing the situation with the patient's family right now," Director Liu said impatiently with a wave of his hand.

"Director Liu, the patient's condition is very serious. You should go over now. Surgery must be done immediately." Ye Haoxuan glanced at Director Liu, meaning that he had seen what happened just now, and if Director Liu did not treat the patient, it would not end well for him.

Director Liu's face completely darkened. He understood Ye Haoxuan's meaning. Ye Haoxuan was simply saying that since he had taken someone's money, he should now do the surgery for them, otherwise he would not get away with it.

That morning, Director Liu urgently performed a surgery and operated on the patient, and also applied for medical assistance for the patient, waiving all fees. But Ye Haoxuan knew that this time he had thoroughly offended Director Liu.

Just as work started in the afternoon, an intern said to Ye Haoxuan: "Ye Haoxuan, Director Liu is looking for you."

Ye Haoxuan's heart stirred, and he knew Director Liu was going to make trouble for him. So he answered and walked toward the office.

"Xiao Ye, you have performed well, and your academic results are good too. There is really nothing here to teach you anymore. Go help out in another ward for a few days."

Ye Haoxuan nodded and said: "All right, I will follow Director Liu's arrangement."

"Go to the outpatient infusion hall for a few days."

"The infusion hall?" Although Ye Haoxuan had prepared himself mentally, he was still startled. He said: "What is there to help with in the infusion hall?"

"It is like this. There are many outpatients these days, and the nurses in the infusion hall cannot handle it all. Go help for a few days and you will come back soon. Your performance is good, and I will make a good note of it in your file," Director Liu said unhurriedly. Although his words were polite, his expression was a cold smile.

Ye Haoxuan clenched his fists. This Director Liu was trying to destroy him completely. But now he could not argue back either. Once he argued back, Director Liu would say he was talking back to his superiors, and when the internship ended, there would be such a bad record in his internship file. Then even finding a job after graduation would be difficult.

- 02 -

Ye Haoxuan had no choice but to nod and say: "All right, I will go tomorrow." With that, he turned and left.

"Kid, this is the consequence of threatening me. You dare to oppose me? Just wait and see how I play you to death," Director Liu said with a gloomy smile.

By the time he returned to the dormitory, it was already late. The dormitory had originally been shared by two people, but the intern who lived with Ye Haoxuan was from Qingyuan City itself, so now only Ye Haoxuan was left.

There was a small basketball court in front of the dormitory building. Ye Haoxuan played basketball for a while, then wiped off his sweat and went back to the dormitory alone to take a refreshing shower.

With nothing else to do, Ye Haoxuan habitually took out the thick ancient book passed down in his family and began reading it carefully.

His maternal grandfather's family was a family of medicine. Since childhood, he had followed his grandfather in learning traditional Chinese medicine. This ancient scroll was said to have been passed down by an ancestor, and the medical skills recorded inside were unmatched in the world. Ye Haoxuan was told to study it well.

Ye Haoxuan had studied traditional Chinese medicine with his grandfather since childhood. Although after his grandfather died when he was ten no one taught him medicine anymore, he was naturally clever, and with even a little thought he could understand some difficult and obscure medical books.

Although Ye Haoxuan could not understand the classical Chinese in the ancient book, he still habitually picked it up in his spare time to study it carefully, and from it he had indeed gained no small amount of knowledge of traditional Chinese medicine.

He had just turned a few pages when Ye Haoxuan's outdated Nokia phone began buzzing. Looking at the caller ID, it was a call from his girlfriend Fu Yunyun.

Ye Haoxuan smiled faintly and answered the phone: "Yunyun, you still have not rested?"

But from the phone came a cold voice: "Ye Haoxuan, let's break up."

"What?" Ye Haoxuan almost felt as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Why?" Ye Haoxuan almost roared.

"Why? You still have the nerve to ask me why? We are already juniors now. Where is your future path? No money and no backing, can you become an attending physician? In other words, even if you become an attending, you are still just a doctor..."

The other party's cold voice chilled Ye Haoxuan to the bone.

"What future can a doctor have? With one month's salary, can you buy one square meter of housing in Qingyuan?"

"But I will work hard." Ye Haoxuan still hoped to win back his girlfriend's heart.

"Do you know how much this necklace Young Master Sun gave me is worth? You could be an intern at the hospital your whole life and still not earn enough for it. You still have the nerve to talk to me about working hard. We have been together for three years. What have you ever given me? On my birthday, a bunch of flowers was enough to coax me? If you work hard, will you have a car and a house, and can you let me live a good life? I do not want to spend my whole life as a mortgage slave with a useless man, suffering for a lifetime before I can live in a house and drive a car in old age."

His girlfriend's somewhat hysterical voice made Ye Haoxuan fall silent. After a long while he finally said: "Yunyun, you have changed."

"It is not that I am changing. It is that this society is just this realistic. Ye Haoxuan, stop being foolish. We are not suited for each other."

"Yunyun, give me a chance to prove myself, all right?"

"Prove? How will you prove it? Prove that you went to the infusion hall at the hospital and became the only male nurse in the First People's Hospital? I have already made myself very clear, Ye Haoxuan. After this, there will no longer be any relationship between us. Goodbye."

A busy tone sounded from the other end of the receiver, clearly meaning the other party had already hung up. And in the instant she hung up, Ye Haoxuan clearly heard a small muttered sentence: "An illegitimate child who does not even know who his father is, what future can he have..."

Ye Haoxuan only felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He held the already disconnected phone to his ear blankly, and for a moment his mind went completely blank.

He had lived in a single-parent family since childhood. His mother had become pregnant before marriage, and in his grandfather's home she had suffered endless mockery and sarcasm. After his grandfather died, his mother took him to live in the county town. On ordinary days she worked in a supermarket, and in her spare time did odd jobs to supplement the household income. Life was hard and poor.

Regarding Fu Yunyun, Ye Haoxuan had not concealed his family situation. He regarded her as the most important person in his life and held nothing back in front of her, yet he had never expected that these things would become reasons for her to look down on him.

He angrily threw the phone to the ground, punched the table with one fist, and roared: "Why, why treat me like this..."

His fist happened to land on the teacup on the table. With a bang, the teacup was smashed to pieces by his angry punch.

His fist was cut by the glass shards, and bright red blood flowed from his knuckles. The blood gathered into a small stream and slowly flowed onto the ancient book he had placed on the table.

A faint cyan light emitted from the ancient book, then drilled into Ye Haoxuan's head.

Ye Haoxuan only felt a buzzing sound in his head, and then his head hurt as if it were splitting open.

With a cry of pain, he held his head with both hands and rolled on the ground. The pain in his head grew worse and worse. Pain, a heart-rending pain made him almost wish for death.

In the end his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.

In a haze, he arrived in a mysterious space. All around was pitch black, so dark that he could not see his own hand. Then suddenly a Daoist priest wearing a cyan Daoist robe appeared before his eyes.

This Daoist priest held a needle in one hand and a sword in the other and said to him: "From today on, you are my successor. You shall receive the inheritance of my medical way and arts. Remember, when you walk in the world in the future, you must practice medicine to help the world and save all living beings."

After the Daoist priest finished speaking, he slowly disappeared before Ye Haoxuan's eyes. And at this time, an enormous amount of information filled Ye Haoxuan's mind.

Medical divination, cultivation formulas, and the Daoist priest's lifetime experience traveling and practicing medicine all poured into Ye Haoxuan's head at once.

The amount of memory was truly too enormous. Ye Haoxuan only felt that his head almost could not contain these things. In the end he only felt his consciousness blur, and he fainted.

It was unknown how long had passed before Ye Haoxuan woke from his deep sleep. His head still hurt. He reached out and felt for the phone that had broken into three parts, inserted the battery, put the back cover on, and turned it on.

It had to be said that this outdated Nokia was indeed solid in quality. Ye Haoxuan's angry throw had not broken it.

After turning on the phone, he checked the time and found it was already 3 a.m.

He got up, rubbed his dizzy head, barely climbed up, sat down at a table, and then began to digest the things in his memory.

The inheritance he had just received contained many things: many lost medical skills, acupuncture methods, and even talisman medical arts, incantations to drive away ghosts and ward off evil, and feng shui mystical arts, all of it. Ye Haoxuan only felt that he had become much more complete. He was immersed in those wonderful mystical arts.

After sitting for more than an hour, he had roughly recalled the things in his memory once. He suddenly wondered whether he had suffered too many blows yesterday and therefore become mentally confused?

Then, according to the Haoran Formula in his memory, he slowly regulated his breathing and circulated his qi. He only felt a small current of air in his dantian slowly flow through all the limbs and bones of his body. His dizzy head immediately became much clearer. Only then did he confirm that all of this was real.

He took the yellowed ancient book from the table and turned a few pages. He saw that on the slightly yellowed pages, every character seemed to come alive. He closed the book and secretly resolved that he must make good use of the inheritance he had obtained and take saving the world as his cause.

At this time it was still early, and there was still some time before work. Ye Haoxuan had no trace of sleepiness at all. He put away the ancient book and carefully treasured it, then sat on the bed and slowly began to cultivate according to the method of the Haoran Formula in his memory.

Although he had now received the inheritance of his ancestor, the Haoran Formula was broad and profound and was an extremely rare Daoist canon. He could only begin cultivating from the start.

Unconsciously, the sky had already brightened. Ye Haoxuan slowly made a movement to return his qi, then jumped off the bed.

After a night of meditation, he only felt refreshed and in better spirits than usual. He felt greatly pleased and cast all of yesterday's unpleasant matters behind him.

- 03 -

He went downstairs, dealt with breakfast, and then headed excitedly toward the hospital's outpatient infusion hall.

The outpatient infusion hall was uniformly staffed by nurses. In summer, the nurse MM were all in light pink nurse uniforms, revealing calves wrapped in various stockings, and some even simply revealed fair white thighs, which made Ye Haoxuan unable to resist swallowing his saliva.

Beauties were as numerous as clouds, and the uniform temptation almost blinded Ye Haoxuan's titanium alloy dog eyes.

Of course, his glasses had been thrown away since he received the inheritance last night.

He suddenly discovered that this place did not seem as bad as he had imagined. If not for his intern status, he would have had the urge to stay here and not leave.

After reporting to the head nurse, Ye Haoxuan entered a busy state. Director Liu, that despicable old lecher, had been right about one thing: this place really was very busy.

From the moment he started his shift, Ye Haoxuan ran everywhere with infusion needles.

Originally Ye Haoxuan had never inserted needles for others, but now that he had his ancestral inheritance, his mind and hands were more nimble than anyone else's. In less than a while he had mastered the technique of inserting needles, and almost every insertion hit the mark.

This actually helped those nurse sisters a great deal. Ye Haoxuan alone could almost do the work of three of them. The infusion hall, which was usually still busy at eleven o'clock, was actually not so busy today after ten.

Several nurses rarely had such leisure. They surrounded Ye Haoxuan and asked him endless questions.

For the first time in his life sitting among a group of women, Ye Haoxuan felt very unnatural. Ye Haoxuan had a well-proportioned figure and a handsome, refined face. His thick eyebrows arched slightly upward in a rebellious way, and under his long, slightly curled eyelashes were a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew. That dashing appearance could make the vast majority of girls fall for him.

That handsome look made the nurses present secretly stir with affection.

After work, Ye Haoxuan could not help but flee in defeat, while behind him came the laughter of the nurse MM.

The days in the infusion hall were plain. Here Ye Haoxuan could almost not come into contact with patients at all. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.

At noon that day, Ye Haoxuan inadvertently passed by the office area of the nurses' station.

At noon, all the departments were quite free. Apart from one little nurse on duty in the infusion hall, the rest had gone to rest, and the office door of the nurses' station was tightly closed.

This made Ye Haoxuan very puzzled. Although noon was free, there were still scattered people receiving infusions, so there should be someone on duty here. Why was the door tightly closed?

And at this moment, from inside the office came the sound of a man and a woman flirting. Ye Haoxuan was startled, and immediately recognized Director Liu's voice, while the woman's voice was that of the head nurse, a woman no longer young but still charming.

Ye Haoxuan moved closer to the office and, through the patterned glass on the door, saw a scene inside that made one's blood race.

The head nurse was sitting in Director Liu's arms. These two things actually had an affair.

It had to be said that the head nurse, a woman no longer young but still charming, wearing a nurse's uniform, did have a certain special flavor.

The two of them actually had an illicit affair?

Ye Haoxuan had not wanted to pay it any attention, but their next words made him furious.

Director Liu, while moving his hands all over her, said: "The thing I told you to do, can you get it done?"

The head nurse panted slightly and said: "Do not worry. That kid will not get off easy. There are plenty of ways to force him to leave on his own."

"That's good then, you little slut, hehe..."

Ye Haoxuan's expression was somewhat grim. He hadn't expected that Director Liu still wouldn't let him off. His fists clenched tightly. If Liu wanted to force him out, it wouldn't be that easy.

Sure enough, in the afternoon the head nurse began making things difficult for Ye Haoxuan. It happened that a leader was coming for an inspection the next day, so Ye Haoxuan and another young nurse named Lanlan were kept behind to clean the infusion hall. By the time the two of them finished, it was already dark.

"Ye Haoxuan, thanks for helping." Lanlan felt great sympathy for Ye Haoxuan's situation. Although Ye Haoxuan hadn't said anything, an intern doctor being assigned to work as a nurse - who wouldn't understand the twists and turns behind that?

Ye Haoxuan waved his hand and said, "It's nothing, just doing what I should."

After the two finished tidying up the miscellaneous tasks, they walked out of the infusion hall together.

On the other side of the infusion hall was the emergency department. The two had just reached the entrance of the emergency department when they heard the roar of an engine approaching, followed by a sharp screech as a car came to a sudden stop right in front of them.

A young man dressed in flashy, gaudy clothes hurriedly opened the car door and got out. He opened the rear door, and two other people carefully lifted out a young man covered in blood.

The moment Ye Haoxuan saw the severely injured young man, his heart tightened. The young man was drenched in fresh blood, and the vitality in his body was slowly fading.

Now that Ye Haoxuan had inherited the medical tradition, he could tell most illnesses at a glance. A normal person's body was full of vitality; when vitality decreased, it meant that life force was disappearing.

The young man dressed like a thug seemed to have gone red-eyed with anxiety. As soon as he saw Ye Haoxuan in a white coat, he rushed over, grabbed him by the collar and shouted, "Doctor, save him, save him quick."

"Calm down." Ye Haoxuan shook off the young man and rushed to the injured person's side, placing his right hand on the injured man's wrist.

After taking the pulse briefly, Ye Haoxuan was startled. This young man had apparently been in a car accident.

He briefly felt the injured man's chest and both legs, then said, "Comminuted fractures of both legs, displaced internal organs, three broken ribs, one of which has already pierced the lung lobe. Surgery is needed immediately."

The moment he finished speaking, a disdainful voice came from behind him. "Where did this miracle doctor come from, who can diagnose the patient's condition without even examining him?"

Ye Haoxuan turned around and saw that it was Li Qiang, the attending physician on duty in the emergency department that night.

Ye Haoxuan turned and stepped aside. He was only an intern doctor, so naturally he had no say. But the injured man's condition was critical and couldn't be delayed for even a moment.

The young man who looked like a thug shouted fiercely, "I don't care who the attending physician is. Treat Young Master Feng immediately. If anything happens to Young Master Feng, none of you will get away with it."

"Young Master Feng, which Young Master Feng?" Li Qiang said with some confusion.

"Feng Zhiyuan's son, which other Young Master Feng could there be?" the thug shouted.

Li Qiang shuddered and immediately became nervous. He hurriedly instructed the young nurse behind him, "Quick, take him to the intensive care unit for examinations. I'll contact the director immediately."

Feng Zhiyuan was the boss of Changtian Group in Qingyuan City, with industries worth billions under his name, and he had extraordinary connections. He had donated no small amount of medical equipment to the hospital, so Li Qiang naturally didn't dare treat him lightly.

"What are you standing around for? Go help!" Li Qiang yelled at Ye Haoxuan and Lanlan while taking out his phone.

Lanlan pulled Ye Haoxuan aside and said softly, "Let's help. We can't afford to offend Feng Zhiyuan."

Ye Haoxuan nodded and, together with the others, lifted the injured man onto a gurney and sent him into the intensive care unit.

For people of extraordinary status, the hospital's efficiency was extremely fast. In less than twenty minutes, all kinds of examination results for Young Master Feng were out.

- 04 -

Looking at the examination results, Li Qiang was startled, thinking that this one still wasn't dead - Young Master Feng really was blessed with great fortune. The data shown on the several examination results was exactly the same as what Ye Haoxuan had said earlier.

Li Qiang looked at Ye Haoxuan in shock, wondering if this person had x-ray vision or the ability to foresee the future.

"What are you dazing for? How is he?" the delinquent-looking young man shouted.

"This... Young Master Feng's situation is not optimistic. Comminuted fractures of both legs, several broken ribs, and the X-ray shows a fragment of bone has pierced the lung lobe. Surgery will probably be needed immediately."

Li Qiang didn't speak definitively. In truth, even with surgery, and even if the hospital's most famous internal medicine expert, Old Hua, were brought in, there was probably less than a twenty percent chance of survival.

"Then hurry up and arrange it," the young man roared.

"It's like this - Young Master Feng's injuries are too severe, and the surgery is extremely complicated. I'm afraid the success rate here isn't high. I suggest transferring to another hospital."

"Transfer..." The young man was about to go crazy. With reddened eyes, he grabbed Li Qiang by the collar and shouted, "This is the best hospital in Qingyuan City, damn it. Where the hell do you want me to transfer him to?"

"The capital might have a better chance," Li Qiang said tremblingly.

"The capital? Are you fucking retarded? Don't you know how far it is from here to the capital?"

Li Qiang was covered in cold sweat. He said, "Don't get agitated, don't get agitated. I've already notified the director. Old Hua and Director Liu are on their way, and the director will come too. There will be a way."

The young man threw Li Qiang aside hatefully, thinking, of course I'm fucking anxious. Young Master Feng went drag racing because of my suggestion, and now it's come to this. If anything happens, I won't get away with it.

Just then, the injured man on the hospital bed suddenly broke into a violent fit of coughing, followed by large mouthfuls of bloody foam coming from his mouth. The instruments attached to his body immediately sounded a beeping alarm.

Everyone present changed expression. Even if they weren't doctors, they knew what the instrument alarm meant.

"Go save him! If anything happens to Young Master Feng, you'll all wait to die," the young man screamed hysterically.

But Li Qiang was helpless. He watched with a pale face as Young Master Feng spat out mouthful after mouthful of bloody fluid, a bitter taste rising in his mouth again and again.

In this kind of situation, unless Old Hua arrived, there was only a sliver of hope. How could he, a mere attending physician, have any solution?

Meanwhile, Ye Haoxuan frowned, stepped forward quickly, and placed his hand on the injured man's wrist. His expression gradually grew grave.

"The patient's coughing just now dislodged the bone fragment in the lung lobe. Surgery is required now," Ye Haoxuan said.

Li Qiang glared at Ye Haoxuan hatefully. Wasn't that fucking obvious? Of course I know surgery is needed immediately, but who's going to do it, you?

Unexpectedly, Ye Haoxuan pushed the hospital bed and said, "I'll do the surgery. I need one person to help."

"You?" Li Qiang's eyeballs nearly fell out. He thought, has this guy gone crazy? For such a highly difficult surgery, even if Old Hua came, there would probably only be a twenty percent chance. You, a little intern doctor, what are you pretending to be a big shot for?

Once the patient can't get off the operating table, you won't get away with it. Besides, this is Boss Feng's son. Do you have a death wish?

"Who are you?" The young man was stunned, as if grasping at a lifeline.

Li Qiang shouted, "Nonsense! You're an intern doctor. Do you know how to perform surgery? Have you ever held a scalpel? If something goes wrong with the patient, who's responsible?"

Ye Haoxuan shouted, "If something goes wrong, I'll take responsibility. Right now the injured man's condition is critical. There's not a moment to delay. By the time Old Hua arrives, he'll already be dead."

"Can you afford to take responsibility?" Li Qiang practically roared. In his heart, he believed Ye Haoxuan had gone mad, truly mad.

"How about it? If you believe me, I'll do it. Otherwise, I won't interfere," Ye Haoxuan said, staring at the delinquent young man.

"How confident are you?" Seeing Ye Haoxuan's full-of-confidence manner, his resolve began to waver.

"Sixty percent?" Ye Haoxuan thought for a moment, then said rather conservatively. In truth, he was eighty percent confident.

"Bullshit. For a critical case like this, even if Old Hua came, there'd only be a twenty or thirty percent chance," Li Qiang thought Ye Haoxuan had either gone crazy or was just pretending to be a big shot.

"Fine, then I'll leave it to you. But if anything happens to Young Master Feng, I'll make sure you die horribly," the thug said through gritted teeth.

Ye Haoxuan ignored him and said to Lanlan on the side, "Can you help me out?"

"I..." Lanlan looked at Ye Haoxuan's confident appearance, gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, I believe you."

Ye Haoxuan nodded and pushed the injured man toward the operating room.

"Ye Haoxuan, the patient's family hasn't arrived. You can't perform this surgery," Li Qiang blocked Ye Haoxuan and shouted.

"Get lost. If you've got the ability, why don't you do it?" The thuggish young man was furious and shoved Li Qiang aside.

Ye Haoxuan pushed the injured man into the operating room and locked the door behind him. With injuries this severe, there could not be a single mishap.

"Help me cut off his clothes." Ye Haoxuan disinfected himself, then took a needle pouch from his pocket. With a flick of his right hand, the pouch unfurled, revealing over a hundred needles of various sizes densely packed inside.

The silver needles were a family heirloom. Ye Haoxuan had studied Chinese medicine since childhood, and carried the silver needles with him at all times.

Ye Haoxuan took a deep breath. A current of qi slowly flowed within his body, pouring into the silver needles in his hands. His hands moved in seamless, flowing motions, and in moments eighteen silver needles had been inserted into more than a dozen acupoints on the injured man.

The injured man had been vomiting blood nonstop, but as the silver needles were inserted, his condition immediately began to improve. Ye Haoxuan channeled qi into both hands and slowly placed his palms on the injured man's body. The Haoran Jue within him circulated, transferring into the injured man's body.

The director, Old Hua, Director Liu, and a whole group of people rushed over.

"How is the situation? Who's inside performing the surgery?" Just as this group arrived, another group of people also hurried over.

The leader was none other than Feng Zhiyuan, boss of Changtian Group. The anxious-looking elegant woman at his side was his wife, Su Zhi.

The remaining few were bodyguards.

"Boss Feng, um... welcome..." The director was so nervous that such words actually came out of his mouth.

Feng Zhiyuan let out a cold snort and swept an displeased glance at the director. The director's heart skipped a beat and he knew he had misspoken. A hospital was a place no one wanted to come to unless something was wrong.

He hurriedly bowed and scraped, saying, "Boss Feng, rest assured. The hospital's doctors are of excellent caliber. Moreover, with Old Hua here, your son will surely be safe and sound."

The director turned to Li Qiang and said, "Where is Young Master Feng?"

Li Qiang said with a mournful face, "In the operating room. The situation is rather critical. Surgery must be done immediately."

"The operating room? Who's performing the surgery?" the director asked.

"His name is Ye Haoxuan."

"Ye Haoxuan?" The director was stunned for a moment, and for a long while couldn't recall which great figure at the hospital Ye Haoxuan was.

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