Intern doctor saves a dying patient in just a few moves, leaving the whole hospital at a loss

Intern

Qingyuan City First People's Hospital.

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

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 to intern there one had to rely on connections. If he had not achieved excellent academic results at school, one of the limited few spots would not have gone to him.

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

And just at this moment, the head nurse rushed frantically into the ward and cried out: "Doctor Xu, something bad has happened, the patient in room 18 is having an attack again, and has already fallen unconscious."

Doctor Xu, already past middle age, frowned. At once he could not care about the patient he was questioning, and immediately ran out. Ye Haoxuan and several intern doctors from the same school also hurried after him.

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

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

Ye Haoxuan nodded, hurriedly handed the medical records to an intern, and rushed toward the office as fast as he could.

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

It was working hours now, and the office door should at most have been left ajar. He gently pushed, but it did not move; it was clearly locked from the inside.

Although he felt it was strange, 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.

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

He saw a paper package on the 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... woman was pleading bitterly.

"Director Liu, I beg you, you know my hus...band's condition too, it really cannot be delayed any longer. Please help, can you arrange his surgery earlier?"

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

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

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

The young... woman was exactly the wife... of the patient in room 18. Her hus...band had been sick for years and they also had several students to support. The family had originally not been well off, and no one knew how she had scraped together this ten thousand Mao Zedong notes. And this Director Liu, who looked kind and benevolent, was unexpectedly such a black-hearted doctor.

The young... woman said through her tears: "Director Liu, I really cannot come up with any more. My hus...band's treatment 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 is always a way to solve things. I understand your family situation too. The hospital does indeed have relevant regulations; for families in poverty, there can be some preferential treatment, but the quota is limited and the application is rather difficult."

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

Ye Haoxuan truly could not bear it any longer. He knew that it was already the limit for the young... woman to produce so much money. Even after the patient's surgery, the cost of nutrition and physical therapy would also 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 time now?"

"Who, who is outside the door?"

Director Liu was startled. He swept the money on the desk back into the drawer and then put on an upright, proper look.

"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 here for? Do you not need to make 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 very seriously ill and needs surgery immediately," Ye Haoxuan said.

"I know. You go over first. I am discussing the situation with the patient 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 he had seen what happened just now, and if Director Liu did not treat the patient, he would be in trouble.

Director Liu's face completely darkened. He understood Ye Haoxuan's meaning: Ye Haoxuan was simply saying that since he had taken the money, he should now perform the surgery for the patient, otherwise he would not get off easily.

That morning, Director Liu rushed through an extra surgery and performed the patient's operation, and also applied for medical assistance for the patient, waiving all fees. But Ye Haoxuan knew that this time he had completely 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. Go help 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 have been many outpatients these days, and the nurses in the infusion hall cannot keep up. Go help for a few days and you will be back soon. Your performance is good, and I will write a good note 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 going to make things as hard for him as possible. But now he could not argue back either. Once he argued back, Director Liu would say he was talking back to a leader, and when the internship ended there would be such a bad record in his internship file. Then even after graduation it would not be easy to find a job.

The Inheritance of the Medical Sage

Ye Haoxuan could only nod and say: "All right, I will go tomorrow." With that, he turned and left.

"Kid, this is the consequence of you threatening me. You dare to go against me? Just watch how I play you to death," Director Liu laughed darkly.

Back at the dormitory, it was already late. The dormitory had originally housed two people, but the intern who lived with Ye Haoxuan was from Qingyuan City itself, so now only Ye Haoxuan remained.

In front of the dormitory building there was a small basketball court. 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 read it carefully.

His maternal grandfather's family were a medical family. From childhood he had followed his grandfather in studying traditional Chinese medicine. This ancient scroll was said to have been passed down by an ancestor, and the medical skills recorded in it were peerless 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 some difficult, hard-to-understand medical books would become clear to him after only a little thought.

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 actually grasped quite a lot of traditional Chinese medicine knowledge.

He had only turned a few pages when his outdated Nokia phone buzzed. Looking at the caller ID, it was a call from his girl... friend Fu Yunyun.

Ye Haoxuan smiled faintly and answered the phone: "Yunyun, not resting yet?"

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 shouted.

"Why? You still have the nerve to ask me why? We are already juniors now. Where is our future way out? With no money and no backing, can you ever 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 girl... friend'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 tell 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 will you be able to let me live a good life? I do not want to spend my whole life as a mortgage slave with a useless man..., toiling my whole life until old age before I can live in a house and drive a car."

His girl... friend'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 have changed, it is that this society is just this realistic. Ye Haoxuan, do not be silly. We are not suitable."

"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 at First People's Hospital? I have already made myself very clear. Ye Haoxuan, after this we will no longer have any relationship. Goodbye."

A busy tone sounded from the other end of the line; clearly the other party had already hung up. And in the instant before 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 blankly held the already disconnected phone to his ear, and for a moment his mind went completely blank.

He had lived in a single-parent family since childhood. His mother had been pregnant before marriage and had endured endless mockery and sarcasm at his grandfather's home. After his grandfather died, his mother brought 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. Their days were hard and poor.

As for 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, but he had never expected that these things would become the reasons she looked down on him.

He furiously threw the 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 furious 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.

The ancient book emitted a faint azure light, and then it drilled into Ye Haoxuan's head.

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

He cried out in pain, held his head with both hands, and rolled on the ground. The pain in his head grew worse and worse. The pain, a heart-rending, lung-tearing pain... made him almost wish... he were dead.

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

In a haze, he arrived in a mysterious space, pitch-black all around so that he could not see even his own fingers. Then suddenly a Daoist priest dressed in azure Daoist robes appeared before his eyes.

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

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

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

This amount of memory was truly too enormous. Ye Haoxuan only felt that his head could almost no longer contain these things. In the end he only felt his consciousness blur, and he fainted.

He did not 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 had to be said that this outdated Nokia really had solid quality. Ye Haoxuan's angry throw had unexpectedly not broken it.

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

He got up, rubbed his dizzy head, barely climbed up, sat 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 healing arts, incantations for driving away ghosts and warding off evil, feng shui mystical arts, everything one could imagine. Ye Haoxuan only felt that he had become much more fulfilled. He was immersed in those wondrous mystical arts and techniques.

After sitting for more than an hour, he had only roughly recalled the things in his memory. He suddenly wondered whether he had suffered too many blows yesterday, and so had 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 flowing through all his limbs and bones, and his dizzy head immediately became much clearer. Only then was he certain 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 yellow pages every character seemed to come alive. He closed the book and silently resolved that he must make good use of the inheritance he had obtained, to relieve the world and cherish all beings.

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

Now, although he had obtained the inheritance of his ancestor, the Haoran Formula was broad and profound, an extremely rare Daoist canon, so he could only begin cultivating from the start.

Before he knew it, the sky had already brightened. Ye Haoxuan slowly made a qi-returning movement and jumped out of 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 to the back of his mind.

The Despicable Director Liu

After going downstairs to settle breakfast, he headed excitedly toward the outpatient infusion hall of the hospital.

The outpatient infusion hall was exclusively staffed by nurs...es. In summer, the nurse MM's all wore light pink nurs...es' uniforms, revealing calves wrapped in various colored silk... stockings, and some even simply revealed fair, tender thighs, which made Ye Haoxuan unable to resist swallowing his saliva.

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

Of course, his glasses had been thrown away after 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. That despicable old lecher... Director Liu had actually been right about one thing: it really was very busy here.

From the moment his shift began, Ye Haoxuan ran around with infusion needles.

Originally Ye Haoxuan had never given anyone an injection, but now, with the inheritance from his ancestors, his mind and hands were more nimble than anyone else's. In less than a while he had mastered the technique of giving injections, and almost every insertion hit the mark.

This actually helped those nurs...es a lot. Ye Haoxuan alone could almost do the work of three of them. The infusion hall, which was usually still busy until eleven, was unexpectedly not so busy today even by a little past ten.

Several nurs...es had a rare moment of leisure and gathered around Ye Haoxuan, asking 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 clear, elegant, handsome face. His thick eyebrows arched slightly upward rebelliously, and beneath long, slightly curled eyelashes were a pair of eyes as clear as morning dew. His heroic bearing could make the vast majority of girls fall for him.

That handsome appearance made the nurs...es 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 M.M's.

The days in the infusion hall were plain. 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 inadvertently passed by the office of the nurs...es' station.

At noon every department was quite idle. Apart from one young nurs...e on duty in the infusion hall, the rest had all gone to rest, and the office door of the nurs...es' station was tightly closed.

This made Ye Haoxuan feel very strange. Although it was idle at noon, there were still scattered patients coming for infusions, so someone should have been on duty here. Why was the door tightly shut?

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 that female voice was the voice of the head nurse, a woman no longer young but still somewhat charming.

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

The head nurs...e was sitting in Director Liu's arms. These two things unexpectedly also had an affair...

It had to be said that the head nurs...e, a woman no longer young but still somewhat charming, wearing a nurs...e's uniform, actually had a certain unique charm.

These two unexpectedly had an illicit... affair?

Ye Haoxuan did not want to pay any attention to it, but the next words the two said sent his anger soaring.

Director Liu, groping with his hands all over, said: "The things I told you to do, can you get them done?"

The head nurse panted slightly and said: "Don't worry, that kid won't 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 turned a little grim. He had not expected that Director Liu still refused to let him go. His fists clenched tightly. If they wanted to force him out, it would not be that easy.

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

"Ye Haoxuan, thank you for helping." Lanlan felt great sympathy for Ye Haoxuan's situation. Although Ye Haoxuan had not said anything, who would not understand the twists and turns involved in an intern doctor being assigned to work as a nurse?

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

The two finished tidying up the odds and ends, then 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 the roar of an engine came rushing over. Then, with a sharp screech, a car violently stopped right in front of them.

A young man dressed in a flashy, gaudy way 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.

At the sight of the severely injured young man, Ye Haoxuan's heart tightened. The young man was drenched in fresh blood, and the vitality in his body was slowly diminishing.

The present Ye Haoxuan had inherited medical knowledge, so for most illnesses, one glance was enough for him to know. In ordinary people, vitality was abundant; when vitality decreased, it meant life force was disappearing.

The young man dressed like a thug seemed to have been driven red-eyed with panic. 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 shook off the young man and hurried to the injured person's side, placing his right hand on the injured person'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 person's chest and both legs, then said: "Comminuted fractures of both legs, displacement of internal organs, three ribs broken, one of which has already pierced the lung lobe. Surgery is needed immediately."

Just as he finished speaking, a disdainful voice came from behind him: "Where did this miracle doctor come from? He knows the injured person's condition without even running tests?"

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

Ye Haoxuan turned and stepped aside. He was only an intern doctor, so naturally he had no say. It was just that the injured person's condition was critical and could not be delayed for even a moment.

The young man dressed 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 said, somewhat puzzled.

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

Li Qiang gave a start and immediately became tense. He hurriedly instructed the young nurse behind him: "Quick, take him to the intensive care unit for tests. I'll contact the director right away."

Feng Zhiyuan was the boss of Changtian Group in Qingyuan City, with industries worth billions under his name, and his background was extraordinary. He had also donated no small amount of medical equipment to the hospital, so Li Qiang naturally did not dare 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. This Feng Zhiyuan is not someone we can offend."

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

For people of extraordinary status, the hospital's efficiency was fast to the extreme. In less than 20 minutes, all kinds of test results for Young Master Feng had come out.

Car accident critically injured patient

Looking at the test results, Li Qiang was shocked, thinking that this one still had not died; Young Master Feng truly had great fortune and a great destiny. The data shown on the several test 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 dazing for? How is he exactly?" the roguish young man shouted.

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

Li Qiang did not speak in absolutes. In fact, even if surgery were performed and the hospital's most famous internal medicine expert, Old Hua, were invited, there would probably be less than a 20 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 hospitals..." The young man was almost about to go crazy. Red-eyed, he grabbed Li Qiang by the collar and shouted: "Fucking hell, this is the best hospital in Qingyuan City. Where the hell do you want me to transfer him?"

"The hope in Beijing might be a bit greater," Li Qiang said tremblingly.

"Beijing? Are you fucking stupid? Don't you know how far it is from here to Beijing?"

Li Qiang was drenched 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 right now, and the director will come too. There will be a way."

The young man hatefully threw Li Qiang aside, thinking, how the hell could I not be anxious? Young Master Feng had gone street racing because of his suggestion, and now things had come to this. If anything happened, he would not get away with it.

And now the injured person on the hospital bed suddenly broke into a violent fit of coughing, and right after that came mouthful after mouthful of bloody froth from his mouth. The instruments inserted into his body immediately began beeping alarms.

Everyone present changed expression. Even if they were not doctors, they knew what the instrument alarm meant.

"Go save him now. If anything happens to Young Master Feng, all of you just wait to die," the young man shouted himself hoarse.

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

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

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

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

Li Qiang glared hatefully at Ye Haoxuan. Wasn't this fucking nonsense? Of course I know surgery must be done immediately, but who is 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 to the ground. He thought, has this guy gone crazy? For such a highly difficult surgery, even if Old Hua came there would probably be only a 20 percent chance. You, a little intern doctor, what are you pretending to be a big shot for?

Once the patient cannot get off the operating table, you will not get away with it. Besides, this is Director Feng's son. Do you have a death wish?

"Who are you?" The young man was stunned, as if he had grabbed hold of 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 goes wrong with the patient, who will take responsibility?"

Ye Haoxuan shouted: "If something goes wrong, I'll take responsibility. The injured person's condition is critical right now and cannot be delayed for even a moment. By the time Old Hua arrives, he will 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 either." Ye Haoxuan stared at the roguish young man and said.

"How confident are you?" Seeing Ye Haoxuan's full-of-confidence manner, he felt somewhat swayed.

"60 percent?" Ye Haoxuan thought for a moment, then still said somewhat conservatively. In fact, he was 80 percent confident.

"Bullshit. For a critical case like this, even if Old Hua came there would only be a 20 or 30 percent chance," Li Qiang felt that Ye Haoxuan was either crazy or 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 a very ugly death," the thug said through gritted teeth.

Ye Haoxuan ignored him and said to Lanlan beside him: "Can you help me?"

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

Ye Haoxuan nodded and was about to push the injured person toward the operating room.

"Ye Haoxuan, the patient's family has not arrived. You cannot 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 became furious and shoved Li Qiang to one side.

Ye Haoxuan pushed the injured person into the operating room and locked the operating room door behind him. With injuries this severe, no accident could be allowed.

"Help me cut the clothes off him." Ye Haoxuan disinfected himself, then took a needle pouch from his pocket. With a shake of his right hand, the needle pouch unfolded, 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.

Ye Haoxuan took a deep breath. A current of qi slowly flowed within his body and was injected into the silver needles in his hand. His hands moved in one continuous, flowing motion, and in moments 18 silver needles had been inserted into more than a dozen acupoints on the injured person.

The injured person had originally been vomiting blood without stopping. As the silver needles were inserted, the situation immediately improved somewhat. Ye Haoxuan channeled qi through both hands and slowly placed both palms on the injured person. The Haoran Jue within his body flowed and was transferred into the injured person.

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

"How is the situation? Who is 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, and the anxious-looking lady beside him was his wife, Su Zhi.

The remaining few were bodyguards.

"Director Feng, that... welcome..." The director was so nervous that such a sentence actually slipped out.

Feng Zhiyuan gave a cold snort and swept an displeased glance toward the director. The director's heart skipped a beat, knowing he had misspoken. In a place like a hospital, no one wanted to come unless something was wrong.

He quickly bowed and scraped and said: "Director Feng, rest assured. The hospital's doctors are of excellent quality. Moreover, with Old Hua here, your son will certainly be safe and sound."

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

Li Qiang said with a tearful face: "In the operating room. The situation is rather critical and surgery must be done 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 a long time could not recall which great figure at the hospital Ye Haoxuan was.

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