Free Web NovelChapter 232: Chapter 232: Old Zeng Woke Up
"Kid, I’ve been practicing traditional Chinese medicine for decades," sneered the old doctor. "How can you know how to treat the patient just by feeling his hand without even taking his pulse? If you’re going to cheat, at least learn to do it convincingly!"
Director Dong clearly was an experienced practitioner of Chinese medicine and very confident in his skills.
"Exactly, we’ve brought the best equipment from the county hospital, even imported from abroad, and we still can’t find the real cause of Mr. Zeng’s illness. How can you tell just by touching his hand? It’s preposterous!"
"Trying to deceive us seniors? You’re still too green!"
Professor Huang couldn’t help but give Wang Hao a disdainful look.
"The world is vast and filled with wonders; even if your medical skills are excellent, you can’t possibly have mastered all medical knowledge from all eras and regions, right?"
Wang Hao let out a wry smile.
Hey! This kid was audacious, spouting such bold words in front of nationally renowned doctors and professors, way too full of himself.
"Hmph!"
Dr. Liu, who had spent many years saving lives, had seen countless patients and doctors, but this was the first time he had encountered someone so arrogant, hence he snorted disdainfully.
"Young man, do you know who Mr. Zeng is? If you accidentally kill him, not even nine lives will be enough to compensate!"
"Right, Mr. Zeng still has a pulse. Hurry up and take him to Zao City Hospital. With their equipment, there might still be a chance to save him. Kid, you’d better not interfere!"
Professor Huang echoed the sentiment.
"It’s no use, Mr. Zeng doesn’t have that much time left. Based on his current pulse, he won’t make it to Zao City Hospital,"
Wang Hao said earnestly.
"Are you deliberately looking for trouble, kid? If you mess up Mr. Zeng’s treatment, who’s going to take responsibility?"
Dr. Liu shouted at Wang Hao, pointing his finger.
"I will bear the responsibility!"
Wang Hao said firmly.
"Mayor Zeng, where did you find this kid? Please send him away quickly, don’t let him delay Mr. Zeng’s treatment."
Dr. Liu was somewhat exasperated and embarrassed.
He was the chief physician at the military hospital in the entire northern Hunan region and had treated many high-ranking officers.
Normally in the hospital, everyone would give him some respect, but now, at Mayor Zeng’s house, this young country boy kept opposing him.
The other two senior doctors also joined in the criticism of Wang Hao, truly ignorant of their own limitations.
Mayor Zeng was also feeling torn.
"Mayor Zeng, if we delay any longer, it’ll be too late!"
Wang Hao whispered to him from the side.
"Okay, Wang Hao, go ahead and treat him. I’ll take the consequences!"
Mayor Zeng suddenly steeled his heart and immediately agreed to let Wang Hao try to save his father. Since nobody else had any solutions, why not let Wang Hao have a go? If he succeeded, wouldn’t everyone be happy?
"Mayor Zeng, how can you trust a farmer? He’s a fraud. We, seasoned doctors, are helpless, how could he possibly cure him? You’re making a big mistake not trusting us!"
Dr. Liu said angrily.
"Kid, you can’t touch Mr. Zeng. If you can’t cure him and word gets out, everyone will think we are the ones who killed him. We can’t let you take the fall for this, you’re not allowed to treat him!"
Professor Huang stepped forward to stop Wang Hao.
"You’re just a commoner, what do you know about medicine? How to treat an illness? Stop right now, or I’ll accuse you of murder, I’m calling the police!"
Director Dong shouted, already taking out his phone.
Seeing that Wang Hao had no intention of stopping, Director Dong really made the call to the police.
"If it doesn’t work out, I’ll go with Mr. Zeng, how about that?"
Wang Hao yelled, causing the doctors to step back in fright.
"Those are your own words, I have to record this, just in case you deny it when the police arrive!"
Director Dong shouted loudly.
The three doctors were brimming with confidence in their medical skills, as they were top-notch experts in their respective fields. They believed if they couldn’t handle a case, then surely no one else could.
That rascal Wang Hao even talked back to them. If he really ended up killing Old Zeng, they wondered how he would get out of that situation!
Wang Hao didn’t have time to pay attention to these people and continued to channel the dragon-pattern energy within his body into Old Zeng’s, forcibly shifting the position of the bullet in Old Zeng’s brain a bit.
Unfortunately, the bullet had been in Old Zeng’s brain for too long and had grown into the flesh, becoming one with the brain, so it could only be moved slightly.
Although the bullet was moved, it was unclear if it would compress the blood vessels again afterward.
Therefore, Wang Hao used his energy to encase the bullet, temporarily preventing it from moving.
He also used his energy to nourish Old Zeng’s meridians, making his originally frail meridians stronger.
With the pressure from the bullet gone, the blood vessels in Old Zeng’s brain began to flow more smoothly, and gradually, the major acupoints also started to recover.
"Look, his pulse is slowly rising!"
Mayor Zeng could only see Wang Hao holding his father’s hand, unsure of what he was doing, and felt extremely anxious.
But at that moment, the pulse readings on the monitor started to recover slowly.
Following Mayor Zeng’s shout, Professor Huang was startled and immediately turned to look at the monitor.
To his amazement, he saw the numbers slowly increasing; everything was gradually returning to normal.
Dr. Liu’s expression changed, staring at Wang Hao in astonishment.
Although the country’s traditional Chinese medicine culture was profound, and he too respected TCM, he had never heard of anyone being revived from the brink of death by merely holding their hand?
But now, seeing it with his own eyes, the few of them were left speechless.
When the three doctors turned their gaze back to Old Zeng lying on the bed, the sight was even more shocking.
The once pale-faced Old Zeng was gradually regaining color in his cheeks and, possibly because he was still covered with a blanket, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
"It’s done, Old Zeng will wake up in a bit!"
Wang Hao heaved a sigh of relief after completing the treatment.
Even though to an onlooker Wang Hao appeared to be just holding Old Zeng’s hand and doing nothing, in reality, he was manipulating the dragon-pattern energy inside him to treat Old Zeng, which was more exhausting than a brawl.
Moreover, this was the first time Wang Hao had encountered such a severe and complicated condition. Under immense pressure to treat it, to be honest, he wasn’t completely certain of success, and approached each step with utmost caution.
Hearing Wang Hao say it was done, the three doctors hurried over to check.
"Why hasn’t Old Zeng woken up yet? You’re not fooling us again, are you?"
Dr. Liu, seeing the numbers on the monitor were completely normal but Old Zeng had yet to awaken, voiced his doubts.
"How could it be that quick?"
Wang Hao gave Dr. Liu a disdainful glance, thinking the old man was really annoying.
Everyone held their breath and waited for a while longer, but Old Zeng still didn’t wake up.
"Oh, I get it now, this must be the ’last rally’."
Director Dong suddenly exclaimed.
Upon hearing this, Mayor Zeng’s face turned pale with fright.
He knew all too well what ’last rally’ meant—it was a phenomenon where a person appears to briefly recover just before death.
Usually, if the ’last rally’ occurs, it indicates the person doesn’t have long to live.
This thought made Mayor Zeng even more afraid, and he quickly started calling out to his father loudly.
"You rascal, I told you not to meddle. If you hadn’t interfered, Old Zeng could have held on a little longer. Now look, you’ve brought on the ’last rally’!"
Dr. Liu snorted coldly and grabbed Wang Hao, accusing him. freёweɓnovel.com
"We mustn’t let this young man get away; he said he would take responsibility for Old Zeng’s life!"
Director Dong and Professor Huang quickly came over, surrounding Wang Hao.
"What are you all doing? Making such a racket—who is this person?"
Just then, Old Zeng spoke!
