Chapter 6

In that world, there is a profession known as a martial artist, who cultivates inner energy to strengthen their body and mind, and can exert immense force with every movement. More powerful martial artists can even leap over walls and split stones. When Mo Wen was a royal physician, the imperial guards around the emperor each possessed extraordinary martial arts skills.

As the heir of a medical family, Mo Wen also cultivated inner energy from a young age. After all, the Mo family was not an ordinary family, and their family medical techniques were not ordinary either. Many of these techniques required the use of inner energy to treat complex ailments. In that life, Mo Wen had a considerable level of inner energy cultivation, which was why he could earn the reputation of a divine physician.

But now, he had not a trace of inner energy in his body. How could he perform the acupuncture technique that required the transfer of inner energy?

Moreover, he discovered that the old man Yun lying on the bed was not simple either. He also had inner energy cultivation, though not very profound, far from what Mo Wen had in his previous life. Nevertheless, he was indeed an inner energy cultivator. If not for this, how could he have survived for years after being poisoned by the Purple Green Flower? An ordinary old man would have long been dead.

When Mo Wen said he could not cure his grandfather's illness, Yun Xiaoman's eyes instantly dimmed. Indeed, if even Grandpa Pan and Grandpa Zeng could not cure it, who could?

"Do you know who can cure Grandpa's illness?" Yun Xiaoman looked up at Mo Wen, her face full of hope. Mo Wen was the only one who dared to diagnose Grandpa's condition, and she felt as if she had grasped the last straw of hope.

Mo Wen frowned slightly and did not respond. If he were to say who could cure Old Man Yun's illness, he knew quite a few, but they were all from that mysterious world. He did not know if such people existed on Earth.

Mo Wen's silence clearly hurt Yun Xiaoman's heart. She lowered her head, her eyes dim, and silently sat back down on the chair.

Shen Jing sighed softly but did not intervene. After all, Mo Wen was just a student, and the illness that Old Man Pan and Old Man Zeng could not cure was too much to ask of Mo Wen. Moreover, she did not believe the story of Old Man Yun being poisoned. Yun Xiaoman was not a doctor and did not understand much, but Shen Jing was very clear. Based on Mo Wen's judgment, even if he suggested a treatment, the hospital would not likely accept it.

The atmosphere instantly fell into silence. None of the three people in the room spoke. Shen Jing quietly pulled Mo Wen to sit down on the chair, preparing to wait for Old Man Pan and the others to finish their consultation and see if they could come up with an effective treatment plan.

Mo Wen's fingers gently tapped the chair, his eyes occasionally glancing at Yun Xiaoman, who was huddled in the corner, his gaze filled with hesitation.

After an unknown amount of time, the door to the ward was pushed open from the outside, and a middle-aged woman who looked like a nurse walked in, carrying a tray and began to administer intravenous fluids to the patient on the bed.

"Wait a moment." Mo Wen instinctively called out to the middle-aged nurse.

The nurse looked up at Mo Wen with a puzzled expression, stopping her actions since she did not know Mo Wen's identity.

"Is that glucose?" Mo Wen glanced at the IV bottle in the nurse's hand.

"Yes." The nurse nodded, looking at Mo Wen with confusion.

"The patient should not receive intravenous fluids." Mo Wen frowned.

Blood can to some extent suppress the spread of the Purple Green Flower poison. Administering intravenous fluids would dilute the blood concentration, promoting the growth of the toxin. The Purple Green Flower poison is not an ordinary toxin and does not spread through the blood.

"Sir, without intravenous fluids, how can we ensure the patient's nutritional needs?"

The middle-aged nurse's eyebrows furrowed, her voice rising. As a nurse, she was frustrated by the unreasonable demands of some family members. Administering glucose to the patient was to ensure normal metabolism. Could they just watch a patient starve to death if they could not eat?

Instinctively, the middle-aged nurse assumed Mo Wen was a family member. She had been a nurse for decades and had seen all kinds of peculiar family members.

"Nurse, the patient really should not receive intravenous fluids at this moment."

Mo Wen said with a hint of helplessness, standing in front of the middle-aged nurse. He could not explain this to the nurse, and even if he did, she would not understand. Old Man Yun was currently in the critical period of toxin outbreak, and if the blood's suppression was diluted by intravenous fluids, the rapid growth of the Purple Green Flower poison could take the patient's life at any moment.

The middle-aged nurse's face turned sour. She had never encountered such an unreasonable and self-righteous family member before. Even with difficult patients, she had never seen anyone arbitrarily obstruct hospital treatment. What was wrong with this young man?

Administering intravenous fluids to the patient had a strict time limit. If it was delayed, she could not bear the responsibility if anything happened to the patient.

Shen Jing, puzzled, stood up and tugged at Mo Wen's clothes from behind, whispering, "What are you doing? Don't interfere with the nurse's work." She was also confused about why Mo Wen was preventing the nurse from administering fluids to the patient.

Yun Xiaoman also stood up, looking at Mo Wen and the middle-aged nurse with confusion.

"Administering intravenous fluids now could cost the patient's life." Mo Wen turned to Yun Xiaoman, his tone serious.

"Ah...!"

Yun Xiaoman let out a startled cry, instinctively blocking the patient, her eyes fixed on the middle-aged nurse as if she were a killer.

"Sir, the hospital has the responsibility to treat the patient. Please do not obstruct our treatment. Obstructing treatment could truly cost the patient's life." The middle-aged nurse glared at Mo Wen, wanting to scold him but holding back because he was a family member.

Yun Xiaoman, watching the two argue, also felt hesitant. One was a hospital doctor, and the other, though an outsider, was the only one who dared to diagnose her grandfather's condition. Moreover, Old Man Pan had instructed the two to help with the diagnosis, clearly indicating that he was also a doctor. She was unsure whose advice to follow.

The middle-aged nurse looked at Shen Jing, hoping she could help mediate. After all, Shen Jing was also a doctor at the military hospital, and they were familiar with each other, even if they were not in the same department.

Shen Jing smiled bitterly. She did not understand why Mo Wen was so stubborn. As a doctor from a regular hospital, she knew that Mo Wen's actions were unreasonable and difficult for the nurse. However, she did not dare to completely deny Mo Wen's words, as he had previously demonstrated extraordinary medical knowledge, even earning praise from Old Man Pan.

"What do you mean?"

Mo Wen glanced at Yun Xiaoman. If she agreed with the nurse to administer fluids, he would not say another word. He had done all he could.

"I... I..."

Yun Xiaoman looked at Mo Wen and the nurse, stammering and unable to make a decision. She was at a loss, and with her grandfather's life at stake, she dared not make a rash decision.

The situation was at an impasse. Just as no one knew what to do, the door was pushed open again.

"What's going on?"

Old Man Pan had just entered the ward and noticed the tense atmosphere. Behind him, a group of about five or six people, all dressed as doctors, entered the room.