School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 357 - 405 Miracle Happens!

Chapter 357: Chapter 405 Miracle Happens!

Underworld boss...

Confronted with this identity, Chen Nan could only helplessly give a wry smile and picked up the scalpel, "Alright, stop complaining, close your eyes, it’ll be over quickly."

"Why do I need to close my eyes?" Han Yuting pouted, "Anyway, you’ve given me anesthesia, I won’t feel any pain. Besides, lying here, even with my eyes open I can’t see my leg."

"Then suit yourself, as long as you’re not scared, that’s fine."

Chen Nan smiled, holding the scalpel in one hand and picking up tweezers with the other, bending down to clean the bone fragments from her wound.

At this very moment, outside the operating room in the corridor, a large group of people had gathered.

"Director Zhang, what’s wrong with you?"

An elderly doctor came over and saw Director Zhang, the middle-aged doctor who had been immobilized by Chen Nan, now standing still in a pose, as if under an immobilization spell.

Director Zhang exerted all his strength, but his body couldn’t move a bit.

"Dean Zhao, I don’t know what happened, I was just tapped on the chest by that young fellow, and then I couldn’t move," Director Zhang said, filled with confusion.

The only parts of his body he could move were his mouth and eyes.

Dean Zhao came over, took his pulse by gripping his wrist and then checked his eyes, also puzzled, everything seemed normal with his body! How come he couldn’t move?

After a long moment of contemplation, Dean Zhao’s face showed a look of surprise.

"Could it be... the legendary acupoint location?" he murmured in astonishment, filled with disbelief.

When Director Zhang heard Dean Zhao say this, he was also shocked, "Isn’t acupoint location only found in TV and movies? Does it exist in real life too?"

Dean Zhao nodded and said, "Some highly skilled traditional Chinese medicine physicians, and some practitioners of Inner Family Skills, generally know this acupoint location. It seems that the young fellow just now is very likely a highly skilled traditional Chinese medicine physician."

"But he... he’s so young, how could that be possible!" Director Zhang expressed disbelief, saying, "Besides, even if he is a practitioner of Chinese medicine, how could a practitioner of Chinese medicine perform surgery?"

"Traditional Chinese medicine physicians have their own methods," Dean Zhao sighed, "Even you only had a twenty percent chance, and even if I personally performed the surgery, at best I’d have a thirty percent chance. Maybe this young man really has some extraordinary skills, let’s not disturb him, perhaps a miracle will happen."

"But..."

"No buts." Dean Zhao smiled and shook his head, "One who knows the acupoint location must be no ordinary person."

At this moment, Old Master Wang as if recalling something, said, "I was also knocked out by those thugs earlier, and it was Little Chen who saved me; he tapped me a few times and then pressed his hand against my back. A surge of warmth entered my body, and I still feel comfortable all over!"

Hearing Old Master Wang say this, Dean Zhao became even more certain of his guess, "That surge of warmth is Inner Strength. A highly skilled traditional Chinese medicine physician generally knows some Inner Qi Gong."

"I hope he’s not just acting on impulse," Director Zhang said.

"He shouldn’t be, let’s just wait and see!" Dean Zhao smiled, waved at the security guards, and said, "Stop prying the door, disperse."

...

Inside the operating room.

Chen Nan had already opened up Han Yuting’s wound and was gently extracting the bone fragments with tweezers.

"This anesthesia won’t suddenly stop working, will it?"

Han Yuting asked worriedly, truly frightened that the anesthesia might suddenly stop working and she would be in extreme pain!

"Don’t worry, it won’t wear off that quickly," Chen Nan put down the scalpel and took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket, and said, "Even if it wears off, it’ll dissipate slowly, piece by piece, you can set your mind at ease."

Han Yuting nodded, biting her lip gently, and asked, "Will my leg ever be useless in the future?"

"It won’t!"

Chen Nan’s face was full of determination as he said, "I will definitely help you recover just like before, without leaving behind any lingering issues."

"Really?" Han Yuting looked at him with eager eyes, "You’re not just trying to comfort me, are you?"

"Have I ever lied to you?"

Han Yuting shook her head, "No."

"Then I definitely won’t be lying to you this time either. Just lie down and rest assured, by the time you get up, this leg will have recovered just like before."

"Okay, I’ll listen to you."

Han Yuting nodded lightly, but in her heart, she felt that Chen Nan was just comforting her.

After all, what Chen Nan just said was too miraculous to believe, asserting that her leg would recover just like before when she got up—how could it possibly heal that quickly?

There’s an old saying, "Injuries to the muscles and bones take a hundred days to heal!"

According to Han Yuting’s knowledge, it would definitely take at least two or three months for her leg to recover.

After putting down the scalpel, Chen Nan held forceps in his right hand and a little porcelain bottle filled with medicinal liquid in his left. After piecing a fragment of bone onto the leg, he would let a single drop of the liquid fall from the bottle.

As soon as the medicine touched the bone, it acted like glue, visibly speeding the bonding of the bone fragments.

Because the leg bone was broken by an iron rod, there were many small fragments. Chen Nan would drop a bit of the liquid after fixing each piece, repeatedly performing this action.

A full half-hour later, Chen Nan finally finished piecing all the bone fragments together.

At that moment, the broken bones in Han Yuting’s leg were completely bonded back together. Chen Nan took a long breath and said with a smile, "Eighty percent of the task is done; your leg is saved."

"Really?"

Han Yuting was a bit excited and wanted to sit up, but Chen Nan stopped her, "Don’t get excited. It’s better if you don’t look right now. The current bloody mess might frighten you."

"How much longer then?"

"About ten more minutes."

While talking, Chen Nan connected some of the finer tendons with the forceps and then let the medicinal liquid drop to heal them.

Since there were many tendons in the wound, even though Chen Nan was working quickly, it took him several minutes to attach the more important tendons.

Eight minutes later, Chen Nan set the forceps aside and dropped more than ten drops of the medicinal liquid on her wound before finally putting away the bottle. The flesh and blood at Han Yuting’s wound were healing at a visually discernable rate.

In just two minutes, the wound started to scab over.

Chen Nan picked up a disinfectant wipe from the side, cleaning the bloodstains around the wound a bit at a time. On the slender, snow-white calf, the perfect curve had been restored except for a scabbed scar at the wound, which otherwise looked just like before.

"All right, you can get up and have a look now," Chen Nan said.

Han Yuting propped herself up on the operating table, eager to sit up. When she saw her wound, she was immediately astonished and her mouth fell open: "This, it’s really... really healed!"

Chen Nan nodded and said with a smile, "How about that, I didn’t lie to you, right?"