"Slap—Bang!"

Jiang Chen raised his hand and slapped Liu Ping across the face, then kicked him, sending him flying and toppling several other medical staff.

He then shouted at Lin Zhiyan, "Your grandfather is sick, and are you sick too? I've just finished administering the acupuncture, and you can't even wait a couple of minutes?"

The shout jolted Lin Zhiyan, who then glared at Jiang Chen, "Fine, I'll give you five minutes!"

"Miss Lin, don't believe him..."

Liu Ping had just picked himself up from the ground, trembling in pain, holding his face and still screaming.

But just then, a medical staff member next to the monitoring equipment shouted out, "Oh my goodness, heavens!"

"What's going on?"

Liu Ping and the others were stunned, turned their heads to look, and their eyes immediately widened in disbelief: "My heavens..."

At this moment, the data on all the monitors by Old Lin's hospital bed were skyrocketing. In the blink of an eye, the readings, which were at death's door just a moment ago, had returned to normal levels!

Liu Ping held his face, staring dumbfounded at everything, completely stupefied.

Fang Zhikang was also dumbfounded, adjusting his reading glasses, his entire being frozen as if turned to stone.

How could this be possible?

The room fell into dead silence at once.

Everyone was looking at the data with disbelief, none of them willing to believe it was real.

But the reality before their eyes left them no choice but to believe!

At this moment, their hearts were filled with nothing but shock and a total blankness!

"Did, did my grandfather get better?" Lin Zhiyan, who couldn't understand the data, quickly grabbed Fang Zhikang's arm and asked.

"Yes, he is better, couldn't be better," Fang Zhikang's gaze was vacant, and he stuttered. To him, this situation was nothing short of miraculous.

This was genuinely bringing someone back from the dead!

The other medical staff members also came to their senses and began to exclaim in amazement:

"This... this is too miraculous! Just a few needles and he's cured?!"

"Who is this young man? Is ancient medicine really this miraculous?"

In their amazement, they couldn't help but feel ashamed for their previous shameful behavior, and they even didn't dare to look Jiang Chen in the eye.

Lin Zhiyan also finally realized it, her face brightened with joy, and she glanced at the various monitors. Although she didn't fully understand, the doctors' reactions and Fang Zhikang's words fully explained everything.

Grandpa is cured! Really cured!

Suddenly, her tense heart relaxed.

Jiang Chen scanned the ward, and wherever his gaze passed, all the medical staff lowered their heads, not daring to make eye contact with him.

He smiled faintly, not bothering with these people. He casually picked up Old Lin's medical records, intending to write a prescription, when it suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't yet discussed the consultation fee with Lin Zhiyan.

Extending his hand, he patted the excited Lin Zhiyan on the shoulder and said indifferently, "Hey, beauty, it's time to pay the consultation fee, right?"

"Consultation fee?!"

Lin Zhiyan was taken aback, then turned her head and glared at Jiang Chen, her eyes beginning to swirl.

She really didn't want to give Jiang Chen any consultation fee. If it wasn't for the possibility that only Jiang Chen could cure her grandfather's poison, she wouldn't even consider asking for his help.

And now, seeking Jiang Chen's help had not only destroyed her car worth millions but also forced her to apologize publicly, shouting that she was an ill-mannered person, practically throwing away all her dignity.

Under such circumstances, Lin Zhiyan loathed Jiang Chen with all her heart!

So as soon as she heard Jiang Chen asking for a consultation fee, Lin Zhiyan immediately thought of a crooked idea, scoffing as she spoke, "What consultation fee do you want? My grandfather is in this condition because of you. If it weren't for you, he wouldn't be like this. You still want a consultation fee? You should be thankful my grandfather is alive, otherwise, you'd be the one in trouble! Still want money? Dream on! Get lost immediately!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chen couldn't help but laugh.

So that's it, turning your back and denying any debt?

He threw the medical record onto the bed and laughed disdainfully, "Let me tell you, your grandfather's condition still requires a prescription. You're in such a hurry to burn the bridge without the prescription? Without it, your grandfather's recovery is impossible, and what's more, the condition could relapse! Since you refuse to pay, I won't write the prescription then!"

"Hah, you're trying to scare me?!"

Lin Zhiyan lifted her head to look at Jiang Chen, clearly not believing him, a triumphant expression on her face, "The poison has been resolved; who's afraid of not having medicine? Anyone can write a prescription. You think you're the only one who can do it? While I'm still in a good mood, get lost at once!"

Jiang Chen simply smiled coldly and nodded, "Fine, I'll leave. I hope you won't come begging me again! When that time comes... hmph!"

Regardless of Lin Zhiyan's reaction, Jiang Chen turned and left the ward.

Fang Zhikang frowned in concern and said, "Miss Lin, this young fellow is a remarkable Divine Doctor! He solved the poison that none of us could handle with just a few needles... Maybe we should ask him to come back and write the prescription? His prescription is sure to be the right one!"

"What do you mean 'right'?!"

Lin Zhiyan glared, "You're all doctors too, right? Don't you believe in your own medical skills at all? If you've already treated him to this state, do you still have no solution? Is it just a prescription? Don't you have any other options?"

Fang Zhikang's eyes flickered hesitantly, wanting to continue persuading, yet not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Liu Ping also chimed in, "Director, stop diminishing your own prestige by boosting others' morale. What's the use of ancient medicine anyway! Since the man has been saved, it's up to us now. That kid has nothing to do with this!"

Liu Ping had been alarmed by his misdiagnosis earlier that caused the critical condition of Elder Lin, but now that Jiang Chen had saved him and all the vital signs had returned to normal, he felt no gratitude. On the contrary, he detested Jiang Chen intensely.

If it weren't for Jiang Chen, why would he have lost face like that? He had been hopping around like a clown!

Now, more importantly, as Elder Lin's chief physician, he felt it was time to take credit. As long as he cleared the remaining poison from Elder Lin, that great merit would be his. Of course, he had no desire to call Jiang Chen back.

Lin Zhiyan nodded, looking approvingly at Liu Ping.

Fang Zhikang's heart sank, and without saying anything, he looked at Elder Lin on the bed and left the ward.

A doctor who had assisted in the treatment saw Fang Zhikang's troubled expression, blinked, and hurriedly left the ward.

Back in his office, Fang Zhikang was still somewhat worried. Given the critical state before, Jiang Chen had proven his medical skills by curing with just a few needles. Since he said so confidently that without his prescription Elder Lin would definitely not recover, he must have been sure of it.

Therefore, deep down, Fang Zhikang still believed in Jiang Chen. The problem was that Lin Zhiyan didn't want to use Jiang Chen, which left him helpless.

Suddenly, a knocking sound echoed. Fang Zhikang furrowed his brow and called out, "Come in!"

The office door opened, and the doctor who had assisted Liu Ping in treating Elder Lin walked in.

"Dr. Zhang, what is it?" Fang Zhikang asked, puzzled.

Dr. Zhang approached the director and whispered, "Director, I think I recognize Mr. Jiang, the one who just cured Elder Lin."

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