Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God
Chapter 36: A Bit Embarrassing

Chapter 36: Chapter 36: A Bit Embarrassing

Lin Hao stepped forward to shield Wang Jin’er, casting a cold, contemptuous gaze at Li Feng, "You say you came to save someone, but do you even have the right to say that?"

"No one here, including Director Lu, seems to recognize you. Are you a doctor at this hospital? I don’t think so."

"Whether you’re a doctor at all is doubtful, I don’t think you’re here to save anyone."

Li Feng lifted his eyes to meet Lin Hao’s gaze.

"Whether I’m here to save someone or not is not for you to judge. And who might you be?"

Li Feng had seen him in the rearview mirror at the airport; he was there to pick up Wang Jin’er, and he called her intimately, even protecting her in every way—any fool could see that this man had an extraordinary relationship with Wang Jin’er.

Heh, being his own brother’s girlfriend, yet having another guardian angel by her side, quite a number of spare tires, eh?

"Lin Hao, vice president of the Orphan Rescue Association. Mother Chen is a mother we deeply respect. We are responsible and obligated to care for her safety."

Lin Hao raised his head with righteous indignation, looking down on Li Feng, "You don’t need to say anything, but you must pay the price for what you’ve done. The police will be here soon, you better go to the police station to explain yourself."

"Idiot!"

Li Feng reached out and abruptly pushed Lin Hao aside.

"Why would you resort to violence?"

"Security, stop him, don’t let him leave."

Li Feng frowned, annoyed. Wang Jin’er knew that, once Li Feng took action, he recognized no relatives. She dashed forward and grabbed Li Feng’s arms.

"You can’t leave yet."

Wang Jin’er glared at Li Feng, "You say you’re here to save someone. Are you a doctor? What right do you have to save anyone? And do you even know Mother Chen? Why do you want to save her? Can you explain?"

Just then, a nurse who had gone into the ICU to check on the patient saw Mother Chen, who had been unconscious, open her eyes—a look of disbelief on her face. After checking the instruments again, all the readings were incredibly within normal ranges.

"The patient, the patient has woken up!"

"The patient is awake."

Lu Yusheng was taken aback for a moment, and the other neurosurgery experts were also stunned. They rushed into the ICU and hurriedly examined the equipment.

"President, Mother Chen is calling your name, please come here."

Wang Jin’er was stunned for a moment, then let go of Li Feng and rushed to the ward; Li Feng walked straight past the security guards, who looked at each other in uncertainty, not knowing whether to stop him or let him go, allowing Li Feng to stride away.

"How is this possible?"

The authoritative experts exchanged puzzled looks. After holding a meeting all night and analyzing all possibilities, they had concluded that this person was beyond help. Even if they had taken her to surgery, there was a ninety percent chance she would not survive the operation.

"It shouldn’t be possible, yet the patient is awake."

"Where’s that man who was here just now?"

"Director, he’s gone. Should we go after him?"

It was the first time Lu Yusheng had encountered such a situation, a situation that was somewhat embarrassing—people deemed beyond help by experts had been revived by someone: "Go get Director Liu Hansheng. He is an expert in traditional medicine."

"I’m on it."

A nurse dashed off to fetch someone, while Lu Yusheng stared at the silver needle on the patient’s head. Traditional acupuncture was able to treat a sudden cerebral infarction—this was indeed a novel topic.

In no time at all, Director Liu Hansheng hurried over, "President, you called for me."

"Director Liu, take a look at this patient."

"Hmm?" Liu Hansheng was pulled to the bedside and glanced over the patient’s head, noticing some silver needles still embedded in the patient’s scalp.

"This is acupuncture, is there a problem?"

"I just wanted to ask you, can acupuncture treat a sudden cerebral thrombosis?"

"In theory, it’s possible, but there hasn’t really been any case support for it. Is this patient suffering from a cerebral thrombosis? Has someone cured it with acupuncture? Where is the person?"

Liu Hansheng, an experienced practitioner of ancient medicine himself, although not specialized in acupuncture, had some knowledge of the field. He assessed the situation and realized that someone had successfully treated a patient with a sudden cerebral thrombosis using ancient acupuncture techniques.

"The person has left. If it were you, could you have done it?"

"President, ancient medicine is profound and vast. I have studied acupuncture but I’m not an expert. Besides, cerebral thrombosis involves the highly complex brain. In our field of ancient medicine, there is a saying about ’three decoctions, five drugs, and a decade of needling’; to master acupuncture, one must spend at least ten years to gain an initial understanding."

"Among the people I know, I haven’t heard of anyone who can treat cerebral thrombosis. This person’s acupuncture technique must be quite advanced, even more skilled than the few old masters I know. President, this acupuncture master, who is this senior? Why didn’t you keep him here?"

Liu Hansheng felt a sense of regret—a lost opportunity to learn from such a distinguished ancient medicine practitioner, even if it were just a little guidance, would have been immensely beneficial.

"He’s no senior; he’s just a young man."

Lin Hao listened to Liu Hansheng singing praises, looking displeased, while Wang Jin’er beside him was also emotionally stirred. She stepped forward to inquire, "Director Liu, is he really that amazing?"

"More than amazing. The way of ancient medicine is profound and broad. I have studied ancient medicine for fifty years and dare not claim to be an expert. His mastery in acupuncture is high enough to be my teacher. It’s a pity I didn’t get to meet him. Otherwise, even at the cost of lowering my pride to get his guidance, the benefits would have been enormous."

"Cough."

Lu Yusheng didn’t expect such high praise from Liu Hansheng, but he knew those words were sincere since Liu didn’t know who the practitioner was, making his opinion all the more credible. Was that kid really that incredible?

"Wang family girl, earlier it seemed like you knew that person. You must know his background, right? He isn’t a descendant of some ancient medical family, is he? You know and yet you won’t tell your uncle, making me lose face."

Wang Jin’er smiled bitterly. The Li family was indeed distinguished, but it had nothing to do with ancient medicine, and she had no idea that Li Feng was also versed in medicine.

"Uncle Lu, actually, I’ve only met him a few times, and I don’t know him well. Today was the first time I learned that he understands medical techniques."

"Oh?"

"Do you have his contact information?" Liu Hansheng quickly followed up, looking at Wang Jin’er: "If possible, could you introduce us?"

"I’m actually not close to him and don’t have his contact information."

"Is that so!"

Liu Hansheng’s face showed disappointment, and Wang Jin’er, seeing his dejected expression, said, "However, I could get his number."

"Really? That would be wonderful. Girl, if you ever feel unwell, feel free to come to me for help."

"Cough, Old Liu, mind your manners," Lu Yusheng coughed.

Li Feng left the hospital and didn’t stay long in Sea City. He took the high-speed train directly from Sea City to Huacheng, arriving in under an hour.

That evening, in the Huacheng nightly news, Li Feng saw a piece of news reporting that the main structure of a building in Longwan, Huacheng, had collapsed, thankfully without causing any casualties.

Huacheng’s Longwan was the site of a new development project by Sihai Group.

A sign of impending storm brews as the winds gather—Huacheng tonight was destined to be anything but calm.