Drip, drip, drip.
The life monitor on the hospital bed let out an urgent beep.
A doctor in a white coat, followed by two nurses, quickly entered.
"The patient is in critical condition. Immediately push her into the operating room for surgery."
The doctor flipped open the eyelid of the patient on the bed and immediately said to the nurses behind him.
The nurses nodded and were about to push the hospital bed out.
Suddenly, the door of the ward was pushed open from the outside.
"Who are you? Who let you in?"
A nurse standing closer to the door looked at the two people entering with a displeased expression.
This was an intensive care unit, and allowing people to barge in so casually could lead to trouble for them if anything happened to the patient.
"Please get out immediately! We need to take the patient for surgery!"
The doctor in the white coat said with a stern face.
However, one of the two who had just entered, a young man, said, "At this point, only I can save her. If you push her into surgery now, it's no different from killing her."
"Only you can save her?"
The doctor in the white coat pushed up his glasses and sneered, "I say, young man, have you been watching too many movies? Do you think you're some medical genius? Looking at your age, you haven't even graduated from medical university, and you dare to say you can save someone? Do you even know what disease she has?"
"Exactly, more and more arrogant young fellows these days think they know everything in the world."
"Yeah, they haven't experienced the harshness of society, so they always think they are the best."
As the doctor finished speaking, the two nurses beside him chimed in.
It was clear that the three of them had mistaken the young man for a medical university student.
"Doctor, although he is not a medical university student, he is a doctor from a Chinese medicine clinic, and he correctly diagnosed our Yan Yan's condition earlier. He is very capable."
Seeing Du Fei being questioned, Sister Lu, who was standing nearby, spoke up in his defense.
Little did she know, her words made the doctor opposite frown deeply.
"Chinese medicine? A Chinese medicine doctor in his twenties? You're not some charlatan, are you?"
Although the doctor in the white coat had no prejudice against traditional Chinese medicine, in his opinion, anyone who could open a Chinese medicine clinic should be at least fifty years old.
After all, Chinese medicine emphasizes experience, which requires a long time to cultivate.
Du Fei, who was in his early twenties at most, how much experience could he possibly have? It was simply a joke.
Drip, drip, drip. Drip, drip, drip.
The life monitor let out an urgent beep again, and then the white line on it turned into a straight line.
The doctor in the white coat's expression changed, and the two nurses also looked panicked.
This indicated that the patient's vital signs had disappeared.
It was all because Du Fei, standing in front of them, had obstructed the optimal time for treatment.
"Yan Yan!"
"Yan Yan!"
Although Sister Lu was not a doctor, she understood what this meant.
Overwhelmed with emotion, she rushed to the bedside, hugged Yan Yan on the bed, and burst into tears.
"Don't cry! I have a way to save her."
Du Fei quickly walked to the bedside, patted Sister Lu on the shoulder, and gestured for her to move aside.
Seeing Du Fei's confident expression, Sister Lu instinctively moved to the side.
"Are you crazy! The patient is already dead, and you're still trying to torment her body? You're utterly insane!"
A nurse saw Du Fei take out a golden needle and attempt to insert it into Yan Yan, and she exclaimed angrily.
As the saying goes, a doctor's heart is like a parent's.
Although they had seen many deaths in their profession, they also held life in reverence.
Now, Du Fei was about to insert needles into a dead person, which was an insult to life, and it was no wonder the nurse was so angry.
"Get out! Get out immediately! Otherwise, I'll call security!"
The doctor also shouted.
Seeing the ward in chaos,
"Shut up!"
A voice like thunder startled everyone into silence.
It turned out that Du Fei had used a bit of internal energy when he spoke.
Taking advantage of everyone's shock, Du Fei's hands moved like a blooming flower, and with a series of swift movements, he inserted several golden needles around Yan Yan's heart on the hospital bed.
Then, Du Fei held one of the golden needles and began to channel his energy, inserting it towards her head.
The position of the aneurysm in Yan Yan's head was very tricky, making the success rate of surgery very low.
However, with Du Fei performing the treatment, it would become much easier.
But initially, Sister Lu and Yan Yan did not believe Du Fei, which caused the aneurysm in Yan Yan's head to worsen.
Just now, even the life monitor had turned into a straight line. Du Fei had to first use golden needles to protect her heart and prolong her life.
As the aneurysm was pierced by Du Fei, a lot of blood flowed out of Yan Yan's nostrils.
"Yan Yan!"
Seeing this, Sister Lu couldn't help but exclaim.
But after being glared at by Du Fei, she quickly covered her mouth.
Because at this point, she could tell that Du Fei was truly serious about treating Yan Yan.
Moreover, the hospital's doctors and nurses had already declared Yan Yan dead, and the situation could not get any worse.
She might as well place all her hopes on Du Fei.
Sister Lu clasped her hands tightly, resting them on her chin, and began to pray for Yan Yan.
"Hoo."
The aneurysm was successfully removed by Du Fei. Although there were still some blood clots left in her head, they would be gradually absorbed by Yan Yan's brain over time.
As for Yan Yan's heart, Du Fei had been continuously channeling true qi into it while treating the aneurysm, so it was full of vitality.
Beep, beep, beep.
The life monitor resumed its beeping, and the life curve returned to normal.
"This! This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"
The doctor, who had just been about to call security to apprehend Du Fei, reacted.
But when he heard the beeping and looked at the life monitor on the bedside cabinet, his face was filled with shock.
At the same time, the two nurses beside him were equally shocked and disbelieving.
Among the three of them, the one with the shortest tenure at the hospital had at least ten years of experience.
They had never seen a patient whose vital signs had disappeared miraculously come back to life.
It was simply incredible.
It could be called a medical miracle, and that was an understatement.
"She will wake up in about ten minutes. Remember, she needs to rest well for the next half month."
"If there's nothing else, I'll be going now."
Du Fei ignored the shocked exclamations of the doctor and the two nurses. He removed all the golden needles from Yan Yan and put them back into his needle bag.
Then, he gave instructions to Sister Lu, who was standing nearby.
Sister Lu, standing closest, heard Yan Yan's breathing normalize and her complexion return to a healthy color. She knew then that Du Fei had indeed saved Yan Yan.
After Du Fei finished giving his instructions, Sister Lu bowed repeatedly, "Thank you, thank you so much. You've saved Yan Yan again. When she wakes up, we will personally come to express our gratitude for saving her life."
Du Fei waved his hand and left.
The doctor and the two nurses behind him quickly went to Yan Yan's side to examine her.
After a thorough examination, the three of them found that Yan Yan's body was completely normal.
Perhaps, miracles truly existed in this world.
The three of them couldn't help but look towards the ward door, their minds replaying the scene of Du Fei treating Yan Yan earlier.