My Co-renting Lady Boss
Chapter 422 - 0422 Tianxuan Nine Needles

Chapter 422: Chapter 0422 Tianxuan Nine Needles

As soon as the words were out, Tang Ming pushed the door and entered the emergency room directly.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing? We’re in the middle of surgery. Your barging in like this is disrupting our operation. If the patient dies because of you, can you bear the responsibility?"

No sooner had Tang Ming stepped in than a doctor wearing a face mask yelled angrily.

Tang Ming paid no attention to the doctor, rushed to the operating table, and after a glance, he sharply inhaled a breath of cold air.

At this time, Wu Tie’s breastbone was fractured, and the broken ribs had punctured his internal organs. With the current medical technology, even with surgery, it was very hard to save his life, unless he took action himself.

"It’s you, this guy! Didn’t you hear what I said?"

The doctor took off his mask and glared at Tang Ming, shouting angrily. It was An Sheng, whom he had met once before at the hotel.

"You can’t save him! Everyone out, let me do it."

Tang Ming immediately rolled up his sleeves, and while washing his hands, he spoke in an indisputable tone.

"How dare you, who do you think you are? This isn’t a hotel, it’s the operating room of our hospital, and it’s not your place to give orders here."

Upon hearing this, An Sheng became furious. It was bad enough that someone barged in so recklessly, but to then start ordering people around as if he was the venerable Divine Doctor of the An Family!

It was no wonder An Sheng was angry because he had been thwarted several times by Tang Ming.

After the opening ceremony of the Minghuang Group, An Sheng had brought the Detoxification Liquid back to the An Family in Wubei City. After examination by the old Master An, it was declared a Divine Medicine. He ordered An Sheng to negotiate with Tang Ming, as the An Family wanted to invest in the Minghuang Group or share the formula for the Detoxification Liquid.

However, each time An Sheng sought Tang Ming out, he was rejected. Eventually, An Sheng couldn’t even enter the doors of the Minghuang Group, which left him harboring a grudge against Tang Ming. Now, on his own turf, he seized the chance to give Tang Ming trouble right away.

"So what if it’s your hospital? Can you guarantee you’ll save the victim’s life?"

Tang Ming looked at An Sheng impatiently and asked.

"I..." An Sheng was about to speak when another doctor hurriedly interjected:

"The patient’s condition is critical. Even with surgery, it’s very difficult to save his life."

"That doesn’t mean we let an outsider mess around." An Sheng clenched his teeth and shouted loudly.

"I understand medical skills. Let me treat him, and I can definitely save his life."

Tang Ming, confident and not wanting to waste time, stated firmly.

"Haha, you understand medical skills? Traditional Chinese or Western Medicine?"

An Sheng scoffed, "With your age, if it’s Traditional Chinese Medicine, you would only have grasped the basics, and if it’s Western Medicine, do you have a medical license?"

"Don’t be disrespectful!" Just at that moment, someone else pushed the door and entered.

The venerable Master An, dressed in a white robe and accompanied by An Tian, entered the emergency room.

"Grandfather, thankfully you’re here!" An Sheng quickly greeted his grandfather and then looked triumphantly at Tang Ming:

"Good thing my grandfather came to Songlan City, I had notified him earlier to come and save people. You, just a boy whose fuzz hasn’t even grown full, had better stay aside!"

Seeing the venerable Master An appear, Tang Ming slightly furrowed his brow, then felt relieved; this old Master An was called a Divine Doctor, so he must have some skills. Having him take over saving Wu Tie would save him quite a bit of effort.

"Young friend, don’t mind him. My grandson has been studying Western Medicine abroad, so he doesn’t have a deep understanding of our national heritage."

Master An looked kindly at Tang Ming because An Sheng had not been able to settle the Detoxification Liquid matter, so he had taken matters into his own hands this time.

"I also was rash. Since the Divine Doctor An is here, why don’t you take a look at Wu Tie’s condition first?"

Tang Ming nodded, indicating that saving the person was urgent.

"Alright!" Master An didn’t hesitate. He quickly walked to Wu Tie’s side to take his pulse, and his expression grew increasingly grim.

"Grandfather, how is it?"

An Sheng asked curiously.

"Hey, the victim’s injuries are too severe, the broken bones in his chest have already pierced his lung lobes, and his internal organs are damaged. Moreover, he was practicing cross-training martial arts before, which makes this type of injury particularly serious for him!"

The old patriarch of the An Family withdrew his hand and sighed helplessly.

"Old patriarch, just tell us if you can treat him or not," Tang Ming asked with a frown, impatiently.

"I’m sorry, I can’t treat him," the old patriarch of the An Family said, shaking his head helplessly.

"If even my grandfather says he can’t be treated, there’s no need to waste time. Let’s just push him out," someone said.

Hearing the old patriarch’s words, An Sheng immediately signaled the nurses to take Wu Tie out of the emergency room.

"Hold on, if you can’t treat him, then I will."

Tang Ming immediately intervened, stepping forward to prepare for the rescue.

The old patriarch of the An Family narrowed his eyes, watching Tang Ming with great interest, without saying a word.

"How presumptuous, even my grandfather says there’s no hope, who do you think you are to act so arrogantly," An Sheng immediately pointed at Tang Ming and shouted, "I think you’re here just to cause trouble. Someone, get him out of here right now."

"Who dares?" Just at that moment, Lin Canghai walked in, took out his credentials assertively, and said without room for doubt,

"Let him treat the patient. Whatever happens, I will take responsibility. I will explain to your hospital director afterwards."

Seeing the credentials in Lin Canghai’s hands, the group gasped in shock and hurriedly cleared out of the operating room.

"Hmph, what are you going to do if you can’t save the patient?" An Sheng glared at Tang Ming and muttered hatefully.

The old patriarch of the An Family gave An Sheng a glance, then turned to Tang Ming, "Young friend, do you need any help from me?"

"Give me a set of silver needles, you should have that, right?" Tang Ming demanded without any niceties.

"No problem!"

The old patriarch of the An Family quickly took out a needle bag from his pocket, spread it out, and placed it beside the operating table.

After the preparations were made, Tang Ming didn’t waste any words. He reached out for a silver needle and secretly circulated his True Qi, injecting it into the needle.

In an instant, the silver needle, as thin as a hair, straightened and emitted specks of spirit light.

"A true master!"

Seeing this, the old patriarch of the An Family’s expression became serious. An expert shows their worth the moment they take action, and from this gesture, he knew Tang Ming was a saint of Traditional Chinese Medicine.

The old patriarch of the An Family had only known Tang Ming for his detoxification abilities and had no idea Tang Ming was also skilled in medical knowledge. This was Tang Ming’s first official use of medical skill to save someone since he came to Songlan City. To save Wu Tie, he couldn’t care less about hiding his true strength anymore.

After infusing the silver needles with True Qi, Tang Ming moved his hands continuously, resembling flowing clouds as he danced them across Wu Tie’s chest. In a moment, eighteen silver needles were inserted into several acupoints on Wu Tie’s chest. Then Tang Ming skillfully picked up the surgical tools and performed the surgery, setting the broken bones properly.

"Heaven, the Tianxuan Nine Needles!"

The old patriarch of the An Family stared at Tang Ming, murmuring in shock.

"Indeed, well-informed," Tang Ming said with a faint smile, then stopped talking.

"Grandfather, what are the Tianxuan Nine Needles? How do they compare to our An Family’s Life Inquiry Needle Technique?"

An Sheng whispered to the old patriarch of the An Family.