The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 366 - 0366: Battle between Chinese and Western Medicine (Part 2)

Chapter 366: Chapter 0366: Battle between Chinese and Western Medicine (Part 2)

The director finished speaking and let the patients freely choose their own chief physician.

As soon as Zhang Yang stepped forward, both families crowded around him.

One family immediately knelt down before him.

Seeing this, the other family followed suit and knelt as well.

They had finally been hit by a stroke of luck, getting free treatment from the associate director of the department, and they all wanted to seize this opportunity.

The director frowned upon seeing this and asked through the microphone, "May I ask where the Chinese medicine practitioner for the competition is?"

"Probably too scared to come!"

"Scared off, right?"

"I think so!"

A crowd laughed and jeered, then watched as Long Fei walked out and stood beside Wang Xiaoyun, saying, "I choose this girl!"

The place fell silent, and Caicai’s mother immediately covered her mouth.

She asked An Xiaoke, "Is he the doctor who came for the competition?"

An Xiaoke smiled and nodded.

Caicai’s mother slapped her forehead, her face suddenly filled with embarrassment.

She had just spoken some hurtful things to Brother Long, and now, before her daughter was even married off, she had managed to offend this prospective in-law.

Wang Xiaoyun also appeared dumbfounded, never expecting to encounter Long Fei here.

She buried her head in the blanket, too embarrassed to even look up.

This secret, she hadn’t even told Su Yiyi.

Because her family was poor, she had been delaying treatment.

It wasn’t until last week when the hospital suddenly called to say she could have free treatment that her parents brought her over.

The heart of a little girl is sensitive, feeling that speaking about it would bring shame and allow others to look down upon her.

After Long Fei chose her, Wang Xiaoyun’s parents suddenly showed discontent.

They had researched before and found that Long Fei wasn’t very famous, and he was a practitioner of Chinese medicine, no less.

But Zhang Yang was different—he was well-known, and a head of the hospital.

They objected, "Can we change doctors?"

"Yes, my daughter wants to be treated by Director Zhang."

The other family cried out anxiously, "What are you trying to grab? The doctor has already made his decision; just do as he says!"

"That’s right, he’s treating your daughter, and Director Zhang Yang will treat my daughter-in-law. Let’s settle it this way."

"..."

"What kind of talk is that? We had already spoken with Director Zhang Yang; you should ask Doctor Zhang who he’s going to treat."

"Exactly, there should be some order in who was here first!"

Neither family would back down, and they all began to argue.

Zhang Yang wore a smug expression, thoroughly enjoying the feeling of being the center of attention.

He sneered at Long Fei, "Mr. Traditional Chinese Medicine, I’d suggest you not choose that young lady. She has a breast fibroadenoma which includes complex blood vessels and nerves. Not a good idea to operate there. This lady’s tumor is on her leg, and it’s relatively safer to operate on."

Long Fei simply smiled, "Crude techniques require a scalpel, but I only need a silver needle to treat her."

The Western medicine experts present furrowed their brows, displeasure rising in their faces.

Someone directly called out, "Young man, what do you mean by that? Western medicine is the future, that’s obvious to anyone with clear sight. What are you calling crude techniques? Tell me, how can you remove a tumor with a silver needle?"

"I’m also unhappy with what you just said. What kind of attitude is this? How are our surgical techniques crude?"

Everyone present was an expert in their field; none would allow a nobody to look down on them with such contempt.

The experts in Chinese medicine all blushed, even they wouldn’t dare to make such bold claims, thinking to themselves that Long Fei had indeed been too reckless.

A silver needle can cure a tumor, claiming such a thing truly sounds like a fantasy.

Upon hearing this, Wang Xiaoyun’s parents were even more reluctant to let Long Fei treat her.

They pleaded with Long Fei, "Doctor, we beg you. It hasn’t been easy treating our daughter’s illness, and today we finally got the chance; please spare our daughter."

"Yes, doctor. Could you please hand over our daughter to Director Zhang Yang? We’re begging you."

Long Fei’s brows tightened, and he said calmly, "I know you don’t believe in me, but I assure you. In less than half an hour, your daughter’s tumor will resolve on its own. If there’s no effect, I’ll pay for your daughter’s treatment myself, and it won’t delay her illness."

Wang Xiaoyun’s parents exchanged a glance, still hesitant, afraid that Long Fei was all talk and no action.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoyun spoke up, "Mom, Dad, stop arguing. I know this Brother Long; he’s my good friend’s brother. I trust him, and I am willing to let him treat me."

Her parents were surprised; they didn’t expect their daughter to know Long Fei.

No wonder Long Fei insisted on treating their daughter; it turned out to be this sort of situation.

Zhang Yang was anxious to prove himself, not wanting to waste any more time.

Breast tumors are relatively more troublesome, and since Long Fei wanted to tackle this hot potato, just let him have it.

Zhang Yang glanced at Long Fei and hooked the corner of his mouth, commanding, "All right, that’s settled then. One person per operating room, let’s start right away!"

The nurses, already prepared, immediately came to take his patients away for surgery.

Long Fei did not request an operating room but asked for a quiet room instead.

Wang Xiaoyun’s parents felt even more uneasy inside, having never seen such a lack of professionalism.

Zhang Yang also sneered, thinking Long Fei was just putting on an act, and now he didn’t even dare to enter the operating room.

As he passed by An Xiaoke, he said confidently, "Little Ke, I know you’re bewitched by that guy right now. But don’t worry, I’ll help you see through his hypocrisy. I’ll show you who the real powerhouse is, who truly deserves you."

An Xiaoke was speechless, overwhelmed by his confidence.

After he left, Long Fei and Wang Xiaoyun also entered a ward.

Wang Xiaoyun’s parents rubbed their hands nervously outside, uncertain of how Long Fei would treat their daughter.

If things didn’t go well, they could miss this chance of a free treatment.

People outside were discussing furiously, while An Xiaoke, also worried, paced back and forth, wishing she could go in and assist Long Fei.

There’s Director Zhang performing surgery, surrounded by a retinue of nurses and doctors as assistants.

Long Fei, on the other hand, went in alone.

Someone asked Caicai’s mother, "Nurse manager, you seemed quite familiar with that young TCM practitioner, do you know him?"

"Nurse manager, he’s not your future son-in-law, is he?"

A young nurse joked.

"Go away!"

Caicai’s mother laughed it off while pushing them away, initially wanting to introduce her wealthy future relative.

But seeing him acting a bit out of the ordinary today, she felt awkward mentioning it.

A breast tumor, after all, is something that grows inside the body.

To claim it can be cured with a single silver needle is no less ridiculous than a fantasy—has he lost his mind!

The outside was noisy, but inside the ward, there was a moment of silence.

Long Fei, undistracted, asked Wang Xiaoyun to sit down on the bed and remove her outer clothes.

The location of this tumor made the treatment somewhat awkward.

"Are you scared?"

Long Fei asked, breaking the tension.

Wang Xiaoyun’s cheeks flushed as she shook her head, "I’m not scared, I trust Brother Long."

She unbuttoned and removed her outer hospital gown, then closed her eyes tightly.