The Fortunate Demoniac Little Village Doctor
Chapter 772: 720 Touched

Chapter 772: Chapter 720 Touched

After they had dealt with the trouble that was Hong Dazhao, before Liu Hun and Liu Qingqing could catch their breath, several patient family members crazily rushed towards them.

“Liu Qingqing, I’m going to make you pay with your life!” A tear-streaked elderly woman led the charge, reaching them first and choking Liu Qingqing’s neck with both hands.

Perhaps fueled by heartbreaking strength, the elderly woman held on to Liu Qingqing’s neck so tightly that she couldn’t break free.

Seeing a few middle-aged men with the look of peasants also rushing towards Liu Qingqing with faces full of grief and rage, Liu Hun’s eyes showed a hint of worry.

“Zhang Fan, go and save Qingqing.” After speaking, Liu Hun immediately blocked the path of the middle-aged men in front of him.

These men weren’t a mystery to Liu Hun; they must be related to the other troubling matter mentioned by the hospital director. They clearly looked like patient family members, so Liu Hun couldn’t strike back but could only stretch out his arms to block them.

But these middle-aged men were at the peak of their anger and didn’t care to consider Liu Hun. Seeing that Liu Hun was in their way, one of them landed a hard punch on Liu Hun’s face.

Feeling a burning pain on his cheek, Liu Hun clenched his teeth and endured it; striking back right now would only complicate matters.

“Stop it.” After a while, an angry voice came from behind Liu Hun. “If you want to see something bad happen to this old woman, you can try throwing another punch!”

Zhang Fan had rescued Liu Qingqing from the elder’s grasp and was holding a Mitsubishi Knife, the origin of which was unknown, to the old woman’s neck.

This kind of knife had barbs and a blood groove on both sides of the blade; even a small cut could lead to profuse bleeding, especially on the neck.

As Zhang Fan’s words ended, the complexions of several patient family members changed drastically, and they all stopped, staring at him and saying, “If anything happens to my mother, I’ll kill all of you!”

“How so, after killing my son, you won’t even spare an old lady? Is this the so-called First People’s Hospital?” A middle-aged woman, dressed quite fashionably, slowly walked out from the crowd, looking coldly at Zhang Fan.

“Sorry, I don’t work for the hospital,” Zhang Fan retorted disdainfully.

“Liu Hun, are you okay?” Liu Qingqing, with fear in her eyes, saw Liu Hun’s mouth bleeding and his body covered in bruises, her face filled with concern. Clearly, Liu Hun had been beaten quite badly.

Liu Hun waved his hand and then looked towards Zhang Fan, shouting, “Let the old woman go!”

“Boss, they were just hitting you, I…”

“Did you not understand what I said?” Liu Hun’s gaze at Zhang Fan had a few hints of ice-cold sternness.

Hearing this, Zhang Fan gave a bitter smile and reluctantly let the old woman go.

“Slap!” Just as Zhang Fan released her, the old woman slapped Liu Hun hard, still somewhat panicking, “You people who belong in Hell, not enough with killing my grandson, you even dared to assault an old woman, you are less than beasts…”

“If hitting me could bring your grandson back to life, I’d be willing to be beaten to death,” Liu Hun said calmly to the old woman after receiving her slap, his expression unflustered.

“This has nothing to do with Hun. If you have any issue, you can come at me!” Liu Qingqing, seeing Liu Hun endure so much on her account, burst into tears.

“Xiao Fan, hold her back,” Liu Hun said without turning his head, addressing Zhang Fan behind him.

“This has nothing to do with you, get out of the way. It’s this woman who caused my son’s death!” The middle-aged man standing in front of Liu Hun, seeing his miserable state, seemed to feel somewhat remorseful since Liu Hun had nothing to do with this incident.

And they, in their anger, felt somewhat guilty for having beaten Liu Hun up this way.

“I am Doctor Liu’s boyfriend. Her issues are mine, so if you have any problem, you can come at me,” Liu Hun said gravely to the middle-aged man in front of him.

Hearing Liu Hun’s words, Liu Qingqing bit her lip tightly, tears flowing ceaselessly; after all, Liu Hun was only her pretend boyfriend, but now he was taking so much for her…

“Thud!” Another punch hit Liu Hun in the abdomen, and the middle-aged man, eyes red, glaring at Liu Hun, gritted his teeth and said, “Kid, if you don’t get out of the way, don’t blame me for being impolite!”

“I said, if beating me could bring your son back to life, I wouldn’t mind at all,” Liu Hun said through clenched teeth, struggling with the pain in his stomach.

“Fine, fine, fine, today I will let you join my son in the afterlife!” The middle-aged man said as he continued to pummel Liu Hun punch after punch.

Liu Qingqing, held back by Zhang Fan, sobbed uncontrollably as she watched Liu Hun being beaten.

“Enough!” Just then, the hospital director suddenly called out loudly to the people.

“Your son isn’t dead yet. If there’s anyone in this world who can bring him back to life, it’s Doctor Liu. If you kill her, your son will never have any hope!” Seeing everyone stop, the director glared at the patient family members and said loudly.

“You’re all in this together, why should we believe you?” The fashionably dressed middle-aged woman sneered.

“Because Dr. Liu has already had three cases where he brought people back from the dead, if you give up this hope, then pretend I never said anything.” The hospital dean was somewhat annoyed with these people by now, and he no longer cared about the differences in their status.

“You… can you really save my grandson?” The old man hesitated for a moment, hope flickering in his eyes as he looked towards Liu Hun.

For the old man, his grandson was everything. Naturally, he wouldn’t give up if there was hope.

“I cannot make any guarantees to you, as I need to first assess the patient’s current condition,” Liu Hun replied gravely after taking a deep breath.

From beginning to end, this matter had nothing to do with Liu Hun, and they had just beaten him up. Yet, he was still able to speak so courteously, which made them believe in him a bit more.

“Fine, I’ll take you to see my son’s condition; if you can cure my son, then from now on, my worthless life, Chen Daniu, is yours!” The middle-aged man said through clenched teeth as he looked at Liu Hun.

Liu Hun did not say anything more. He simply nodded his head, then followed the others towards the intensive care unit.

Upon entering the ward, they saw a young boy, about seven or eight years old, on the hospital bed. He was skin and bones, his complexion pale, and his eyes tightly shut; if it weren’t for the life support fluids keeping him hanging on by a thread, the boy might well have been dead already.

No wonder Chen Daniu and his family were so agitated just now; in Western medicine, this was almost a sign of impending death; to say it was death was not an exaggeration.

Liu Hun approached the young boy, examined his body, and then turned to ask Liu Qingqing, “Qingqing, what medication have you been administering to the patient before?”

“The patient previously had polyps in his gastrointestinal tract. After I removed them, I used some anti-inflammatory medication, but nothing else…” Liu Qingqing, looking at the boy’s condition with tears on her face that had not yet dried, couldn’t help but shed fresh tears.

The patient was just a seven or eight-year-old boy, and now he was in critical condition. Naturally, she bore a great deal of responsibility since the surgery had been performed by her.

“Dean, have all the patient’s bodily conditions been checked?” Liu Hun nodded to Liu Qingqing, then turned to ask the dean.

“The patient’s condition is due to an injection of potassium solution,” the dean said with a wry smile.

In Western medicine, potassium solution, if combined with barbiturates and muscle relaxants, could be formulated into a lethal dose. This kind of drug was mostly used in capital punishment or poison; if administered in the right amount, it could cause the patient to slowly drift towards death.

On hearing the term potassium solution, a chill flashed through Liu Hun’s eyes before he continued to ask the dean, “During Qingqing’s absence, has there been any record of other people visiting the patient’s room?”

“Since the patient was in a common ward before, there were many visitors every day, including many of our doctors, so…” The dean knew what Liu Hun meant but couldn’t help but feel helpless.

“It seems we’ll have to wait until the patient wakes up to know who administered the potassium solution,” Liu Hun thought to himself.

“You’re Chen Daniu, right? I have a method that might save your son, but the chances of his survival are less than thirty percent. If we don’t treat him, he will certainly die,” Liu Hun said bluntly to Chen Daniu.

Chen Daniu’s face showed a dazed expression; he hadn’t expected Liu Hun to speak such words. They had already given up hope, but now Liu Hun was offering it back to them.

However, this hope was only a thirty percent chance. If it failed, they would have to face the pain of disappointment again.

For a father, this decision wouldn’t involve a moment’s hesitation, because he wouldn’t give up on his child if there was even the slightest hope.

“If it fails, I can compensate you privately with five million. Dr. Liu has not been at the hospital during this time, and as you are aware, trying to blame Dr. Liu seems a bit far-fetched,” Liu Hun said as he saw Chen Daniu pondering with gritted teeth, continuing his offer.

“Ten million, non-negotiable!” Before Chen Daniu could speak, the flamboyantly dressed middle-aged woman beside him looked straight at Liu Hun and said.

Liu Hun looked deeply at Chen Daniu and the middle-aged woman before nodding in agreement.

“Dean, draw five hundred milliliters of blood from Chen Daniu, then transfuse it into the patient; Qingqing, help me prepare the silver needles,” Liu Hun ordered.

“Hunzi, you… you plan to… that’s just a theory; it’s simply impossible to achieve…” The dean, hearing Liu Hun’s words, widened his eyes in astonishment and exclaimed.

“Don’t forget, I am a miracle creator; I know what I’m doing,” Liu Hun replied, grinning to reveal his bloody teeth, and gave a slight smile.

At this, the dean shook his head and reluctantly proceeded as Liu Hun had instructed.

The blood drawn from Chen Daniu was continuously transfused into the patient through an IV drip. Liu Hun then stood up, took the silver needles from Liu Qingqing’s hand, and swiftly inserted them into the patient’s body, especially around the heart, where there were five or six needles.

“Liu Hun, what you’re doing is murder; there’s no reasoning in inserting silver needles into the heart!” Wu Zhi had also entered the ward at some point, and seeing what Liu Hun was doing, he couldn’t help but cry out in alarm.

“Damn it, I haven’t settled the score with you yet for your trick with Hong Dazhao, and now you dare to show your face!” Zhang Fan said, immediately grabbing Wu Zhi by the collar, glaring furiously.

“You might want to deal with the current situation before you come after me,” Wu Zhi, although being exposed for his earlier deeds, showed no concern and sneered, “Liu Hun, if the patient dies, you’ll be a murderer. I’m quite curious about how you’re going to handle that.”

Liu Hun, who had just finished inserting the needles, caught Wu Zhi’s words and flashed a cold look in the depths of his eyes, instructed Zhang Fan without turning back, “I need silence now; handle the rest.”

“As you command, boss,” Zhang Fan replied with a sneer, his eyes fixed on Wu Zhi, his mouth curling into a devilish grin.