Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 721 - 722 This is the Divine Doctor

Chapter 721: Chapter 722 This is the Divine Doctor

Less than twenty minutes had passed when the door of the operating room opened, and Song Xiaodong walked out directly.

"Doctor! How is my daughter?" The woman quickly rushed over and grabbed Song Xiaodong’s arm.

A doctor immediately made a cynical remark, saying, "What else could it be? Coming out so soon, surely the cause of the illness wasn’t found."

Song Xiaodong smiled slightly and said, "It’s all right now, your daughter will be out soon."

"What?" Two doctors immediately widened their eyes in disbelief at Song Xiaodong’s words, but such a matter couldn’t be a bluff.

"Mommy!" With a crisp call, a little girl walked out followed by Zhao Rui, saw her mother, and immediately ran over, arms wide open.

The woman quickly let go of Song Xiaodong, rushed over, and lifted her daughter up, examining her from head to toe, while the little girl was wiping her mother’s tears saying, "Mommy, why are you crying?"

"Mom is happy, so happy, you’re not feeling bad now?"

"I’m not feeling bad anymore. Uncle here gave me acupuncture, and I stopped feeling bad," the little girl pointed at Song Xiaodong.

The woman quickly turned to Song Xiaodong, excitedly saying, "Thank you, doctor, thank you!"

Song Xiaodong waved his hand and said, "It’s nothing, this is the duty of a doctor. Take her home and let her rest well; avoid strenuous activities for a few days, and she should be back to normal in two days."

"Yes, yes!" The woman nodded repeatedly.

Song Xiaodong and Lin Su’er walked away directly, while the two doctors were left dumbfounded. The little girl had been in the emergency room for nearly three hours, and they hadn’t been able to find a treatment. They could only do the best they could. With such a severe allergic reaction, even a blood transfusion would have been too late. Yet Song Xiaodong had cured her in such a short time, and she was even able to run around lively; it was simply miraculous.

"Zhao Rui, what method did that doctor use just now?" The two doctors saw Zhao Rui about to leave and hastily stopped her to ask.

"Acupuncture!" Zhao Rui said proudly, not even sure why she felt proud, maybe because she knew Song Xiaodong. But then she immediately worried, as she had blurted it out without thinking whether it was supposed to be a secret.

"Acupuncture?" both doctors were quite surprised, staring with wide eyes, "How is that possible, how can acupuncture treat such a severe allergy?"

"I wouldn’t know, I’m just a nurse, not a doctor," Zhao Rui said, and then she walked past them, heading away.

Shen Ruoqing had just picked up the little girl when she realized Song Xiaodong and company had left, and hurriedly asked the two doctors, "What’s the name of the doctor who just saved my daughter?"

The two doctors replied somewhat helplessly, "We don’t know; he was invited by our vice president."

Shen Ruoqing just now seemed to have heard the two doctors refer to that woman using this title and was quite surprised, "The vice president, you’re saying that young woman just now is the vice president?"

"Yes, so young, just over twenty and already a vice president. The young people these days really are remarkable," the two doctors shook their heads, feeling a mix of resentment, envy, and jealousy.

Shen Ruoqing’s eyes lit up; she was a journalist, and this was fantastic material for a story. Now that her daughter was safe, her professional instincts quickly kicked in.

Lin Su’er sat in the car on the way back, her face still wearing a happy smile.

Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "You’ve been a nurse for quite a while now, and you should have become somewhat desensitized to life and death, so why did you suddenly feel so sentimental upon seeing someone ill today?"

After thinking, Lin Su’er responded, "I suppose it’s because the patients in the department I previously handled were mostly older, so it was easier for me to accept. But this time, it was a child, and it made me very sad."

Song Xiaodong said, "But there will always be cases like this in the hospital, and I can’t always come over to help treat them."

The smile faded from Lin Su’er’s face as she said somewhat sadly, "Yes, I will try not to go to the wards anymore."

Song Xiaodong thought for a moment and said, "Why don’t I invite a few people over when I get back? Like Deputy Dean He Wenbai and a few others I have taught, I can ask them."

Lin Su’er immediately said excitedly, "That would be great, the doctors in our hospital are actually quite mediocre. If we could have a few good doctors come over, our hospital’s standard would improve a lot. In a hospital, the most important thing is the doctors."

Song Xiaodong laughed and said, "Then I will call and arrange it for you when I get back."

"Awesome, that’s really great," Lin Su’er became remarkably excited, and then pursed her lips, saying, "Dongzi, I have an idea, I don’t know if you will support me?"

"Let’s hear it." Song Xiaodong didn’t sound fully committed as he casually replied.

"Since our hospital is completely privatized, making a profit is the ultimate pursuit. As a result, doctors prescribe medicines indiscriminately and perform unnecessary examinations, causing patients to suffer a lot of financial loss, and they might not even cure the diseases. I want to change this situation."

Song Xiaodong thought and said, "This sounds simple, but it will touch on many interests. The first issue is that it will affect the interests of the doctors in the hospital, and if they oppose it, it will be difficult to push forward."

Lin Su’er gently shook her head and closed her eyes for a moment, saying, "But we shouldn’t be doing harmful deeds just for money. Many people have worked hard all their lives, and in the end, all their efforts go to the hospital. I really can’t bear it, it makes me feel so bad."

Song Xiaodong gave a slight smile and said, "You really aren’t cut out to be a businessman."

Lin Su’er pouted slightly and said, "Hospitals should essentially be nonprofit organizations dedicated to saving lives and healing the wounded. Using them to make money feels wrong to me."

"Well said!" exclaimed Song Xiaodong. "Su’er indeed has a compassionate spirit. Since that’s the case, I will support you. Let’s find a way to do what other hospitals won’t do."

"Yes, yes," Lin Su’er was overjoyed. "As long as you support me, I have the confidence."

Song Xiaodong laughed heartily, then reached out and took Lin Su’er’s hand, saying softly, "Since I support you so much, shouldn’t there be some way you could show your appreciation?"

"Show my appreciation... What kind of appreciation do you want?" Lin Su’er asked, her face blushing.

"You know what I mean," winked Song Xiaodong at Lin Su’er.

"You rascal..." Lin Su’er turned red all over. Then she bit her lip and said, "Then tonight... I will make an extra effort."