Intern revives patient with a few needles after hospital declared death, stunning everyone

Qingyuan City First People's Hospital.

At 8 o'clock, the inpatient department of the hospital is at its busiest, and this is usually when doctors make their rounds, asking patients about their condition the day before and recording it.

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

Ye Haoxuan was one of the intern doctors. Qingyuan City First People's Hospital was the best hospital in Qingyuan, and even for an internship, one needed connections to get in. If not for his outstanding academic performance at school, he would not have been one of the limited few spots.

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

And just at this moment, the head nurse rushed into the ward in a panic and cried out: "Dr. Xu, something's wrong, the patient in room 18 is having another attack, he has already passed out."

Dr. Xu, who was already past middle age, frowned. He immediately disregarded the patient he was examining, turned on his heel and ran outside, while Ye Haoxuan and several fellow intern doctors from the same school quickly 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 surgery was necessary. But there were simply too many people needing surgery right now, and the chief surgeon simply couldn't schedule them all.

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

Ye Haoxuan nodded, quickly handed the medical record in his hand to another intern, and rushed toward the office as fast as he could.

When he arrived at the office, he unexpectedly found the office door tightly closed.

It was working hours now, and the office door would at most be left ajar. He gently pushed it, but it wouldn't budge, it was clearly locked from inside.

Although he felt it was strange, with a life at stake now, there was no room for the slightest delay. Director Liu was the 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 froze.

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

And opposite Director Liu, a young woman was pleading desperately.

"Director Liu, I beg you, you know my husband's condition, it really can't be delayed any longer. Please help, can you schedule his surgery earlier?"

Ye Haoxuan tensed up. The hospital strictly prohibits 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's not that I don't want to help, it's just that surgeries really can't be scheduled in recently. This money... you should take it back."

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

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

The young woman said through her sobs: "Director Liu, I really can't come up with any more. My husband's medical treatment has already used up all our savings. Please, have a heart..."

Director Liu slowly stood up and said with a smile: "Don't worry, there's always a way to solve things. I understand your family situation. The hospital does have relevant regulations, for families in poverty, there can be some preferential treatment, but the quota is limited and the application is quite difficult."

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

Ye Haoxuan really could not hold it in any longer. He knew that the young woman had already reached her limit in producing this much money. Even after the patient's surgery, the nutrition and physiotherapy costs would be an astronomical figure. Did Director Liu really not care at all?

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

"Who, who's outside the door?"

Director Liu was startled. He grabbed the money on the table and put it back in the drawer, then put on an upright and proper posture.

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

"What are you here for? Don't you need to go make your rounds?" Director Liu said with an angry expression, because he was not sure whether Ye Haoxuan had seen what happened just now.

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

"I know, you go over first. I'm discussing the situation with the patient's family right now." Director Liu waved his hand impatiently.

"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 I saw what happened just now, if you don't treat the patient, you'll be in trouble.

Director Liu's face completely darkened. He understood Ye Haoxuan's meaning. Ye Haoxuan was essentially saying that since you took someone's money, you should now do the surgery for them, otherwise you won't get off easy.

That morning, Director Liu urgently performed a surgery, completing the patient's operation, and 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 responded and headed toward the office.

"Xiao Ye, you've been performing well, and your academic performance is good too. There's really nothing left to teach you here. Go help out in another ward for a few days."

Ye Haoxuan nodded and said: "Alright, I'll follow Director Liu's arrangements."

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

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

"It's like this, there have been many outpatient patients these past few days, and the nurses in the infusion hall can't keep up. Go help out for a few days, you'll be back soon. Your performance has been good, I'll make a good note of it in your file." Director Liu said unhurriedly. Although his words were polite, his expression was a cold smirk.

Ye Haoxuan clenched his fists. Director Liu was trying to destroy him. But he couldn't argue back now. Once he argued back, Director Liu would say he was talking back to his superior, and when the internship ended, there would be such a bad record in his internship file, making it hard to even find a job after graduation.

Ye Haoxuan could only nod and say: "Alright, I'll go tomorrow." Then he turned and left.

"Kid, this is what you get for threatening me. Dare to go against me, let's see if I don't play you to death." Director Liu laughed darkly.

Back at the dormitory, it was already late. The dormitory was originally shared by two people, but the other intern who lived with Ye Haoxuan was from Qingyuan City itself, so now only Ye Haoxuan was left alone.

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 grandfather's family was a medical family. 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 within were unparalleled in the world. He was told to study it well.

Ye Haoxuan had studied traditional Chinese medicine with his grandfather since childhood. Although after his grandfather passed away when he was ten, no one taught him medicine anymore, he was naturally clever, and some difficult and obscure medical books would become clear to him with just a little thought.

Although Ye Haoxuan couldn't understand the classical Chinese in the ancient book, he still habitually picked it up to study carefully when he had free time, and he had actually gained quite a bit of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge from it.

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

Ye Haoxuan smiled faintly and answered the phone: "Yunyun, you haven't rested yet?"

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

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

"Why?" Ye Haoxuan nearly shouted.

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

The other party's indifferent voice made Ye Haoxuan's heart turn cold.

"What future can a doctor have? A month's salary, is it enough to 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 the necklace Young Master Sun gave me is worth? You couldn't earn that much being an intern at the hospital your whole life. You still have the nerve to talk to me about working hard. We've been together for three years, what have you ever given me? On my birthday, a bouquet of flowers was enough to placate me? If you work hard, will you have a car and a house, will you be able to let me live a good life? I don't want to spend my whole life as a mortgage slave with a useless man, working hard my whole life just to afford a house and a car when I'm old."

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

"It's not that I've changed, it's that this society is just this realistic. Ye Haoxuan, don't be foolish, we're not right for each other."

"Yunyun, give me a chance to prove myself, alright?"

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

A busy tone sounded from the other end of the line, clearly the other party had hung up. And in the moment she hung up, Ye Haoxuan clearly heard a small muttered remark: "A bastard child who doesn't even know who his father is, what future could he have..."

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

He had lived in a single-parent family since childhood. His mother had gotten pregnant before marriage and suffered endless mockery and ridicule at his grandfather's home. After his grandfather passed away, his mother took him to live in the county town, working at a supermarket during the day and doing odd jobs in her spare time to supplement the household income. Life was hard.

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

He angrily threw his phone to the ground, punched the table, 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 formed a small stream, slowly flowing onto the ancient book he had placed on the table.

The ancient book emitted a faint cyan light, which then drilled into Ye Haoxuan's head.

Ye Haoxuan only felt a buzz in his head, followed by a pain as if his head was splitting open.

He cried out in pain, clutching his head with both hands, rolling on the ground. The pain in his head grew worse and worse. Pain, a tearing, heart-wrenching pain that made him almost wish for death.

Finally his vision went dark, and he lost consciousness.

In a haze, he arrived at a mysterious space. All around was pitch black, so dark he couldn't see his own hand. Then suddenly a Daoist priest in cyan robes appeared before his eyes.

This Daoist priest, holding a needle in one hand and a sword in the other, said to him: "From today on, you are my heir. You shall receive my medical arts and sorcery heritage. Remember, when you walk 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 that moment, an enormous amount of information flooded Ye Haoxuan's mind.

Medical divination, cultivation formulas, and the Daoist priest's lifetime of traveling and medical experience all rushed into Ye Haoxuan's head at once.

The amount of memory was far too enormous. Ye Haoxuan only felt that his head almost couldn't contain all these things. Finally he only felt his consciousness blur, and he fainted.

He didn't know how long had passed before Ye Haoxuan woke from his deep sleep. His head still ached. 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 must be said, this outdated Nokia's quality was indeed solid. Ye Haoxuan's angry throw had not broken it.

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

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

The heritage he had just received contained many things, including many lost medical skills, acupuncture methods, even talisman medical arts, exorcism and evil-warding incantations, feng shui mystical arts, everything one could imagine. Ye Haoxuan only felt that he had become much more enriched. He immersed himself in those wondrous mystical arts.

After sitting for more than an hour, he had roughly recalled the things in his memory. He suddenly wondered if he had suffered too many blows yesterday, and thus had a mental breakdown?

He then followed the Haoran Formula from his memory, slowly regulating his breath and circulating his qi. He only felt a small stream of airflow in his dantian slowly flowing through all his limbs and bones, and 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 flipped a few pages. Every character on the slightly yellowed pages seemed to come alive. He closed the book and silently resolved that he must make good use of the heritage he had received, and help the world with a compassionate heart.

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

Although he had now received his ancestor's heritage, the Haoran Formula was broad and profound, an extremely rare Daoist canon. He could only start cultivating from the beginning.

Without realizing it, the sky had already brightened. Ye Haoxuan slowly made a qi-returning motion and jumped out of bed.

After a night of meditation, he only felt refreshed and clear-headed, in better spirits than usual. He felt greatly at ease, and cast all of yesterday's unpleasant matters to the back of his mind.

After going downstairs and having breakfast, he headed excitedly toward the hospital's outpatient infusion hall.

The outpatient infusion hall was staffed entirely by nurses. The summer nurses in their light pink nurse uniforms, revealing calves wrapped in various colored stockings, and some even simply showing fair, tender thighs, made Ye Haoxuan couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Beauties were everywhere, the uniform temptation of the same color almost blinded Ye Haoxuan's titanium alloy dog eyes.

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

He suddenly discovered that this place didn't seem as bad as he had imagined. If not for his intern status, he would have had the urge to stay here and never leave.

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

From the moment his shift started, Ye Haoxuan was running everywhere with infusion needles.

Originally Ye Haoxuan had never given anyone an injection, but now with his ancestral heritage, his mental agility and hand dexterity were unmatched. In no time he had mastered the injection technique, almost always hitting the mark on the first try.

This helped those nurse girls a great deal. Ye Haoxuan alone could almost do the work of three of them. The infusion hall that was usually still busy at 11 o'clock was surprisingly not so busy by just past 10 today.

Several nurses, enjoying a rare moment of leisure, gathered around Ye Haoxuan, asking 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, a handsome and refined face, thick eyebrows that rebelliously tilted slightly upward, and beneath long, slightly curled eyelashes were a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew. His dashing appearance could make the vast majority of girls fall for him.

His handsome appearance made the nurses present secretly flutter with excitement.

After work, Ye Haoxuan couldn't help but beat a hasty retreat, with the laughter of the nurse girls trailing behind him.

The days in the infusion hall were uneventful, and here Ye Haoxuan could hardly come into contact with patients. In the blink of an eye, more than half a month had passed.

At noon that day, Ye Haoxuan casually passed by the nurse station office.

At noon, all the departments were quite free. Except for one little nurse on duty at the infusion hall, the rest had gone to rest. And the nurse station office door was tightly closed.

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

And at that 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, and the woman's voice was that of the middle-aged head nurse.

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

The head nurse was sitting in Director Liu's lap. These two things actually had something going on.

It must be said, the middle-aged head nurse wearing a nurse's uniform did have a certain charm.

The two actually had an affair?

Ye Haoxuan originally didn't want to pay attention, but the words the two said next made his anger surge to the sky.

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

The head nurse panted slightly and said: "Don't worry, we won't let that kid 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 Director Liu to still refuse to let him go. 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 to make 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 said. She felt great sympathy for Ye Haoxuan's situation. Although he hadn't said anything, who wouldn't understand the twists and turns behind an intern doctor being assigned to work as a nurse?

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

After the two finished tidying up the odds and ends, 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 coming toward them. Then came a sharp screech, and a car violently stopped right in front of them.

A young man dressed in a flashy, gaudy style 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 diminishing.

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

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 quickly!"

"Calm down," Ye Haoxuan said. He shook off the young man and hurried 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. It looked like this young man had been in a car accident.

He briefly felt the injured man's chest and both legs, then said, "Comminuted fractures of both legs, displacement of 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 know the patient's condition without even doing an examination?"

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 could not be delayed in the slightest.

The young man who looked like a thug shouted sternly, "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 asked, somewhat puzzled.

"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 chairman of Changtian Group in Qingyuan City, with billions in assets under his name, and his background was extraordinary. He had donated no small amount of medical equipment to the hospital, so Li Qiang naturally did not dare to be negligent.

"What are you standing there 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 this 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 had come out.

Looking at the examination results, Li Qiang was startled, thinking that this Young Master Feng was truly blessed with great fortune to still be alive. The data shown in the several examination results were exactly the same as what Ye Haoxuan had said earlier.

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

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

"This... Young Master Feng's condition is not optimistic. Comminuted fractures of both legs, several broken ribs, and the X-ray shows that a bone fragment has already pierced into the lung lobe. I'm afraid surgery must be performed immediately."

Li Qiang did not speak definitively. In fact, even with surgery and even if the hospital's most famous internal medicine expert, Old Hua, were brought in, there would probably be 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 is not high. I suggest transferring him to another hospital."

"Transfer to another hospital..." The young man was almost about to go insane. His eyes red, he grabbed Li Qiang by the collar and roared, "This is the best hospital in Qingyuan City, 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 stupid? 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, How the hell could I not be anxious? Young Master Feng went street racing because of my suggestion, and now it's come to this. If anything happens to him, I won't get away with it.

Just then, the injured man on the hospital bed suddenly broke into a violent fit of coughing, and right after that, large mouthfuls of bloody foam came out of 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 an instrument alarm meant.

"Go save him! If anything happens to Young Master Feng, all of you just wait to die!" the young man roared hysterically.

But Li Qiang was helpless. His face pale, he watched Young Master Feng spitting out mouthful after mouthful of bloody fluid, and his mouth felt bitter again and again.

In a situation like this, 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, placed his hand on the injured man's wrist, and his expression gradually turned solemn.

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

Li Qiang glared hatefully at Ye Haoxuan. Isn't that fucking nonsense? 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 almost 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 Chairman Feng's son. Do you have a death wish?

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

Li Qiang shouted, "Nonsense! You're an intern doctor. Do you know how to perform surgery? Have you ever held a scalpel? If something happens to the patient, who will take responsibility?"

Ye Haoxuan shouted, "If something happens, I'll take responsibility. The injured man's condition is critical right now and cannot be delayed for even a moment. 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, he felt somewhat swayed.

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

"Bullshit! For a critical case like this, even if Old Hua came, there would 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 beside him, "Can you give me a hand?"

"I..." Lanlan looked at Ye Haoxuan's full-of-confidence expression, gritted her teeth, and said, "Alright, I believe you."

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

"Ye Haoxuan, the patient's family isn't here. You can't perform this surgery," Li Qiang said, blocking Ye Haoxuan and shouting.

"Get lost. If you've got the ability, why don't you do it?" The thuggish young man was enraged 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 the slightest mishap.

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

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

Ye Haoxuan took a deep breath. A current of air slowly flowed within his body and was injected into the silver needles in his hands. His hands moved continuously like flowing clouds and water, and in a moment eighteen silver needles had been inserted into more than a dozen acupoints on the injured man.

The injured man had originally been vomiting blood without stopping, but as the silver needles were inserted, his condition immediately began to improve. Ye Haoxuan channeled qi through both hands and slowly placed his palms on the injured man's body. The Haoran Jue within him flowed and was transferred into the injured man's body.

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

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

The leader of the group was none other than Feng Zhiyuan, chairman of Changtian Group, and the anxious-looking noblewoman at his side was his wife, Su Zhi.

The remaining few were bodyguards.

"Chairman Feng, that... welcome..." The director was so nervous that he blurted out such a sentence.

Feng Zhiyuan snorted coldly 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 quickly bowed and scraped and said, "Chairman Feng, rest assured. The hospital's doctors are highly qualified, and 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 and surgery must be performed immediately."

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

"His name is Ye Haoxuan."

"Ye Haoxuan?" The director was stunned for a moment, and for quite a while could not recall which great figure at the hospital Ye Haoxuan was.

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