Medicine Martial Prodigy
Chapter 228 Do You Have a Mole?

Chapter 228: Chapter 228 Do You Have a Mole?

In the hospital ward, Murong Fu lay quietly on the bed, his face covered with an oxygen mask and his body connected to various monitoring devices tracking his vital signs.

Clearly, Murong Fu had sustained severe injuries before being admitted to the hospital, with several internal and external wounds, and quite a few broken bones.

According to Western medicine, Murong Fu was already dead.

"Mr. Qin, can my grandfather still be saved?"

At that moment, Murong Mingyue came in, her face still wet with tears, her eyes filled with hope as she looked at Qin Chuan.

Master Feng said, "Mingyue, rest assured, with Mr. Qin’s medical skills, he will definitely be able to heal the Family Head."

He had long been convinced by Qin Chuan’s abilities and truly believed from the bottom of his heart that Qin Chuan could heal Murong Fu.

Qin Chuan’s face was filled with unprecedented solemnity. He did not respond to Murong Mingyue but instead took Murong Fu’s wrist to feel his pulse.

If it were just the internal and external injuries, he could have awoken Murong Fu right then and there, but there were other injuries as well.

This time, coming to Jiangcheng City was originally for treating other hidden ailments; it was just that after the assassination attempt, the injuries had worsened.

Seeing Qin Chuan taking the pulse, Murong Mingyue and Master Feng did not dare to speak further, only watching with worried faces.

"The pulse is very irregular!"

Qin Chuan frowned deeply.

After a careful examination, besides the external and internal injuries that Murong Fu had just received from the assassin, there were no other injuries.

That is to say, before coming to Jiangcheng City, Murong Fu’s body had been very healthy.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan looked at Murong Mingyue and asked, "Before coming to Jiangcheng City, did your grandfather exhibit any symptoms?"

Murong Mingyue hurriedly said, "My grandfather has always been healthy, until he recovered from a serious illness two years ago..."

She was just about to continue when Ding Wei interrupted her, "Miss, this matter is of great importance and should not be disclosed to any outsider."

As Murong Fu’s personal doctor, he was the person who knew Murong Fu’s condition best.

He was well aware of the crisis it would bring to the Murong Family once Murong Fu’s medical condition was exposed.

Master Feng angrily said, "Do you realize, if the Family Head unfortunately dies, how great a disaster it would bring to the Murong Family? Or do you have a way to heal the Family Head?"

Murong Mingyue also looked coldly at Ding Wei and said, "Mr. Qin is not an outsider!"

Ding Wei opened his mouth but ultimately just sighed and said nothing.

Murong Mingyue continued, "After recovering from that serious illness, grandfather could no longer practice martial arts."

Qin Chuan frowned, as he had never heard of a disease that could make a person unable to practice martial arts.

"Not only that, but grandfather’s strength gradually declined from the Energizing Skill Peak Realm to the Energizing Skill Initial Stage Realm."

Murong Mingyue’s eyes suddenly reddened as she looked at Murong Fu on the hospital bed and said, "If it were just the inability to cultivate, that would be one thing, but as grandfather’s strength continued to weaken, he spent more and more time asleep each day."

"At first, grandfather only slept for six or seven hours at night, but lately, he has fallen into long periods of sleep during the day as well, and the duration is getting longer."

"Now, grandfather’s total sleep time per day has reached twenty hours."

"I’m worried that if this continues, grandfather will never wake up again."

As she spoke, Murong Mingyue’s face was already covered in tears, and she looked at Qin Chuan with a pleading face, saying, "Mr. Qin, I beg you to save my grandfather."

"As long as you can save him, I’m willing to do anything!"

Qin Chuan found it somewhat hard to withstand Murong Mingyue’s eyes, which seemed to captivate the soul, and he said expressionlessly, "Rest assured, with me here, your grandfather won’t die!"

From Murong Mingyue’s words, Qin Chuan had found out what disease Murong Fu had contracted.

To be precise, it wasn’t a disease, but rather...

Just as he was about to administer aid, a commotion suddenly erupted outside.

"What are you all looking at? Move aside for me, immediately!"

An elderly man with graying hair, dressed in a white lab coat, hurriedly made his way to the front, yelling at the people at the entrance of the emergency room.

This elder was none other than Zhu Changqing, the director of Jiangcheng City People’s Hospital!

However, at this moment, Zhu Changqing was merely leading the way; he was followed by an old practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine, who was escorted by a group of expert doctors.

After arriving at the entrance of the emergency room, Zhu Changqing finally stopped, his face plastered with a smile, and he said with utmost respect, "Sun Shengshou, the Murong Family Head is in the emergency room, please come in quickly!"

As Zhu Changqing led Sun Shengshou into the emergency room, the onlookers in the hallway finally snapped back to reality.

"Who exactly is that old practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine? How come even Director Zhu is behaving so respectfully in his presence?"

"Did I just hear Director Zhu call him Sun Shengshou? The only people known as ’Saintly Hand’ are the four great saintly hands of the National Medical Hall, right?"

"There really is a saintly hand with the surname Sun, I remember he is called Sun Xiude, could it be that the old practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine just now is Sun Xiude?"

...

Amidst the disturbance outside, inside the emergency room, when Zhu Changqing saw that there were people who were not medical personnel present, he immediately became furiously enraged.

Zhu Changqing roared, "This is the resuscitation room, who allowed you to come in? Get out right now!"

He had only just learned that the head of the Murong family, one of the Nine Gates of Yandu, was being resuscitated at Jiangcheng City People’s Hospital.

Had he known earlier, he would have called all the experts together to consult for Murong Fu.

After all, the person lying on the hospital bed was a top figure standing at the pinnacle of Shen Zhou, and if something were to happen here, he, the director, couldn’t escape the blame.

Qin Chuan ignored these people and continued to examine Murong Fu.

He had already figured out the cause of Murong Fu’s illness, but he still needed to verify it. Once confirmed, he would be able to proceed with the treatment.

"Boy, what are you doing? Stop right now!"

Seeing Qin Chuan still prodding and massaging Murong Fu, Zhu Changqing’s face changed dramatically, and he yelled furiously, "Where’s the security? Get this kid out of here now."

When they arrived, the hospital security had come along, and upon hearing Zhu Changqing’s command, several guards immediately rushed over.

"Get out, all of you!"

Yu Lin suddenly stepped forward, positioning himself at the entrance of the hospital bed, and roared at the security guards.

As an Energizing Skill Peak Realm Strong, his roar sent the security guards reeling back five or six steps.

Zhu Changqing’s eyes widened in surprise; he hadn’t expected this old man to be so formidable.

At that moment, Murong Mingyue stepped forward, paid her respects to Sun Xiude, and then spoke, "Grandpa Sun, this is Mr. Qin. He is the Divine Doctor that I invited to treat my grandfather’s illness."

Sun Xiude frowned, looking displeased as he said, "What is the meaning of this Murong family? If you’d already invited someone to treat the Murong Family Head, then why waste my time coming here?"

After hearing Sun Xiude’s words, Murong Mingyue was taken aback and exclaimed in surprise, "Grandpa Sun, are you saying our family invited you to Jiangcheng to see my grandfather?"

Sun Xiude said expressionlessly, "I happened to be attending a traditional Chinese medicine conference in the nearby Chang City. I received a call from your third uncle saying that your grandfather was in critical condition, so I rushed here at the first opportunity."

Murong Mingyue was even more shocked; the news of the attack had been strictly contained by her, so how could her third uncle know of her grandfather’s condition?

Could it be that there was a spy for her third uncle among her own people?