Chapter 3 It Turns Out to Really Be a Divine Doctor
Bang!
The operation room door was violently kicked open by young master Xiao.
The whole place was shocked.
Inside the operating room, Director Du stood there dumbfounded, as did the assistants and doctors.
Fang Yu and Xu Zhaopei were startled by this sudden kick.
Everyone stared at young master Xiao Ting, who was in a towering rage, and dared not speak.
Only Fang Yu calmly glanced at Xiao Ting, put down his pen, and said, "Prepare the dicine according to this prescription, condition for three months, and then I will need to perform acupuncture once a month. After half a year, the patient should be fully recovered."
Xu Zhaopei, a surgeon with limited understanding of Chinese dicine and prescriptions, noticed that the numbers on the equipnt — pulse, heart rhythm, blood pressure — all indicated that the patient’s condition had stabilized!
Director Du was even more astonished, his heart filled with doubt. Could this young man really know acupuncture, truly possess profound dical skills?
Chinese dicine, is it really so miraculous?
Xiao Ting, with his sharp eyes, imdiately focused on Fang Yu — the young man dressed in a traditional long robe, looking unsophisticated. Except for this person, he couldn’t think of anyone else who would barge into the operating room and cause a commotion!
"You bastard, are you the one who burst into the operating room?" Xiao Ting said furiously, pointing at Fang Yu.
"Hm?"
"Still pretending with , brothers, beat him up for !"
As he spoke, two of his followers rushed towards Fang Yu.
Fang Yu, who had been looking indifferent, chuckled lightly and said, "Looking for a beating!"
Whoosh whoosh!
Just as the two n were about to reach Fang Yu, he suddenly struck, with the speed of his fists fast as the wind —
Bang bang!
Xu Zhaopei was stunned.
The scene was very familiar, just like when he was performing acupuncture earlier. Xu Zhaopei thought he saw the afterimages of two fists.
Imdiately after, the two n fell to the ground as if they had no ti to react, clutching their abdons and wailing in pain.
Xiao Ting, seeing this, beca so furious that his face turned red and his ears grew hot, he yelled:
"You dare to fight back?"
"Do you know who I am?"
"You can’t afford to provoke the Xiao family!"
"Do you know who this patient is? From now on, you’re finished, you’ve provoked soone you shouldn’t have!"
anwhile, President Wu also hurried in.
He knew well that Xiao Ting was not to be ssed with, and the patient inside even less so.
"Fang Yu, you better apologize to young master Xiao! He is one of the behind-the-scenes shareholders of Hua dical Hospital."
But —
Xiao Ting sneered, "Apologize? Today, even if you kneel and beg , I will not let you go!"
It was over.
Fang Yu was definitely done for, having offended Xiao Ting. His life would be difficult from now on. Those who knew Xiao Ting understood that he was courting the esteed patient on the operating table, and behind him was the entire Xiao family. Even President Wu would not dare to oppose the Xiao family.
Hearing this, Fang Yu’s gaze moved to Xiao Ting’s face.
The Xiao family?
He vaguely rembered sothing — eight years ago, the Xiao family was a small and insignificant clan that depended on the Fang family for survival. After the downfall of the Fang family, the Xiao family had the opportunity to grow to its current status.
Looking at Xiao Ting, Fang Yu seed to see a child and said, "Go back and tell your father Xiao Shilang, has he digested all he’s bitten off so far?"
Xiao Ting trembled, his face full of surprise. How did he know his father’s na, which was not known to the general public? How did this guy know?
Just as he was in disbelief —
Cough cough!
A crisp cough startled everyone.
"President, she’s awake!"
"She’s awake!"
On the operating table, the patient lifted her weak hand, trying to remove the covering from her face...
Seeing this, everyone was dumbfounded.
She was okay!
She had been revived!
She was actually saved by that kid Fang Yu!
"Miracle!"
"Truly a miracle!"
Director Du, who was most familiar with the patient’s condition, had dilated pupils and trembling lips...
Even Xiao Ting was full of surprise, not knowing what to say!
Seeing this, Director Wu quickly said, "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and transfer her to the VIP ward!"
...
...
In the VIP ward.
Warm and gentle sunlight spilled into the room from the balcony.
The beautiful woman on the hospital bed showed no signs of having just returned from the brink of death.
Creak—
The door opened.
Director Wu, Xu Zhaopei, Xiao Ting, and Fang Yu, in that order, walked in.
Despite lying in the hospital bed, still looking sowhat ill, her commanding presence and gaze revealed her extraordinary identity.
"Director Jiang, how are you feeling now?" Director Wu asked with respectful concern.
"Xiao Wei... you scared to death... I’m glad you’re okay!" Xiao Ting said playfully, "These past few days I haven’t eaten or slept well, thinking about you all the ti."
Hearing Xiao Ting’s words, annoyance flickered across Director Jiang’s face as she coldly responded:
"Xiao Ting, as I’ve said before, my affairs have nothing to do with you!"
Usually arrogant, Xiao Ting honestly swallowed his pride and didn’t dare speak again.
Having rejected Xiao Ting’s goodwill, she turned her gaze to Fang Yu who was dressed oddly.
After sizing him up and confirming, despite her disbelief, she still spoke with gratitude, "I’m aware of the surgery... Doctor Fang, thank you for saving this ti."
Xiao Ting, standing to the side, had an embarrassed expression. Not long ago, he had almost assaulted the very man who was their savior!
Fang Yu rely smiled indifferently, saying, "It was nothing... after all, I am a doctor at this hospital. I didn’t expect the CEO of Qingcheng Group to be so young."
Director Jiang actually blushed slightly with embarrassnt due to the complint from a man dressed strangely.
"Alright, Director Jiang has just co back from the Ghost Gate; she needs a good rest. If there’s nothing else, everyone please leave," Director Wu said with a cough.
Fang Yu walked out of the hospital room.
At the door, so doctors who had witnessed him saving a life burst into applause.
Who could have expected that he was actually a Divine Doctor capable of Resurrection? Such dical Skill is a rare find indeed!
Xu Zhaopei and Xiao Ting also followed out.
Xiao Ting blustered, "Kid, I’m a man who distinguishes between gratitude and grudges. You saved Xiao Wei, and I should thank you, but since you’ve hit my people, let’s call it even. Don’t cross in the future!"
After saying that, Xiao Ting turned and left.
"Who should stay away from whom, that’s still undecided," Fang Yu said with a light chuckle.
...
Xu Zhaopei looked at Fang Yu’s departing figure with complex eyes, then finally said, "Are you really using the Taiyin Needle Technique?"
"Is there any doubt?"
"I suddenly rembered, when I was studying, I heard that the Taiyin Needle Technique is only known by the acupuncture lineage of the Sun Family from Yanjing, whose ancestors trace back to Sun Simiao, and have been in the dical profession generation after generation. If what you said is the Taiyin Needle Technique, could you be from the Sun Family?" Xu Zhaopei asked.
Fang Yu turned around, glancing at Xu Zhaopei, indeed a great beauty.
Xu Zhaopei’s face changed, asking, "Are you really from the Sun Family?"
"A man does not easily change his na, nor alter his surna; my surna is Fang, and my given na is Yu!"
After speaking, Fang Yu walked towards the corridor.
"You’re not from the Sun Family?" Xu Zhaopei followed up, asking.
"How could I possibly be from the Sun Family. I told you my last na is Fang... besides, my Needle Technique is much more powerful than the Sun Family’s..."
"Really?"
"You still don’t believe ? How about I cut you, and as long as you don’t die, I can bring you back to life, how does that sound?" Fang Yu said with a smirk.
"Forget it!"
Seeing Xu Zhaopei’s angry look, Fang Yu put away his smile and spoke seriously, "Traditional Chinese dicine may be declining, but that doesn’t an it is all fake... The depth and breadth of Chinese dicine, how could it possibly be compared to Western dicine? You have been influenced by too much Western dical education, leading you to be biased against Chinese dicine!"
"A bowl of dicinal soup, a silver needle, often can have imdiate effects; therefore, traditional Chinese dicine has always been considered one of the most mysterious forms of dicine in the world."
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