Chapter 92

Outside the room, the many wealthy merchants who were blocked from entering whispered to each other. Since Zhao Qihua had taken full responsibility for the matter, they had nothing to worry about. They even hoped that Old Master Zou would pass away, so they could see the drama unfold and see if Zhao Qihua could withstand the wrath of the Party Secretary.

Xie Panan, standing in the crowd, a smile crept onto his lips. He was certain that Ye Chenfeng had some connection with the Zhao family. He had also inquired privately with Old Master Zou's accompanying doctor about the situation. According to the doctor, Old Master Zou's condition was very serious, and he would definitely not survive without being sent to the hospital. Of course, he did not say the latter part, which was that even if he were sent to the hospital, there would be no hope of saving him.

The worse Old Master Zou's condition, the happier Xie Panan felt. Thinking about how he had been humiliated in front of everyone by Ye Chenfeng, how could he swallow this humiliation? Now that the Zhao family was also involved, wasn't this a two-for-one deal?

As long as Old Master Zou had any mishap, the Zhao family and Ye Chenfeng would not be able to escape the blame. The Zhao family and the Xie family had comparable economic power in Tianhai. If the Zhao family disappeared from Tianhai, their Xie family would definitely rise to a new level. This was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so Xie Panan kept cursing in his heart that Old Master Zou would not wake up.

While these people outside the room harbored their own thoughts, Ye Chenfeng inside the room could not afford to relax for a moment. He relied on the Seven Absolute Needles to continuously inject soul power into the seven acupoints on Old Master Zou's chest.

Controlling the soul power had to be very precise. If the soul power was injected too forcefully, it would not only fail to save Old Master Zou from the brink of death but might also burst his fragile heart. If the soul power was injected too weakly, it would not be enough to activate his heartbeat, let alone restore the heart's function.

Therefore, Ye Chenfeng had to control the injection of soul power, neither too strong nor too weak, but at a moderate and steady pace. This was a highly skilled task!

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Ye Chenfeng's expression remained tense, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, soaking through his shirt.

It is often said that men are the most handsome and attractive when they are focused, and this was indeed true. Zhao Wanting and Bai Xueling watched Ye Chenfeng intently, as if they were under a spell, unable to take their eyes off his serious face.

Another half an hour passed, and Ye Chenfeng's lips curled slightly. He exhaled lightly, skillfully removed all the silver needles from Old Master Zou's chest, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Chenfeng, is Old Master Zou out of danger?" Seeing Ye Chenfeng remove the needles, Zhao Qihua, who was standing beside him, asked anxiously.

Before Ye Chenfeng could answer, Old Master Zou slowly opened his eyes, scanning the faces of everyone in the room, his eyes filled with confusion.

Zhao Qihua quickly recounted the entire incident to Zou Zedong, who occasionally glanced at Ye Chenfeng.

Speaking of Zou Zedong, he was seventy-three years old this year. He should have retired long ago, but Old Master Zou was a restless person. Because his son was the Party Secretary, he still firmly held the position of President of Tianhai City People's Hospital.

This old man was not only restless but also a medical enthusiast. In his youth, he did many things that made people laugh and cry. In ancient times, Shen Nong tasted hundreds of herbs, and in his youth, Old Master Zou also wanted to emulate him, almost losing his life in the process.

However, Old Master Zou did have some skills in medicine; otherwise, he would not have been able to hold the position of President of Tianhai City People's Hospital.

Seeing that Old Master Zou, who was on the brink of death, had been saved by Ye Chenfeng, Bai Xueling's thoughts became even more chaotic. Ye Chenfeng's image had been completely overturned. If such a man was a fool with panic disorder, then there were very few normal people in the world.

Zou Zedong's cloudy eyes sparkled. He knew his own condition and estimated that he would not live much longer even with daily medication. But after waking up this time, he felt much better. Looking at Zhao Qihua, he asked, "I suppose this young man is the miraculous doctor who saved you?"

During the three months Zhao Qihua was in a coma, Zou Zedong had personally examined him and believed that no one in the world could save him. But later, he received news that Zhao Qihua had woken up.

So he hurriedly visited the Zhao family to find out who had saved Zhao Qihua. But Zhao Qihua, who was not ungrateful, knew that Ye Chenfeng did not like being disturbed, so he made up various excuses to avoid the question. However, he could no longer hide it tonight. Zhao Qihua looked at Ye Chenfeng apologetically and said to Old Master Zou, "Chenfeng is the miraculous doctor who saved me."

Upon hearing this, Zou Zedong immediately jumped out of bed, his movements as agile as a young man's! Zhao Qihua's eyes twitched, and he quickly advised, "Old Master Zou, please be careful." He was afraid that Old Master Zou, who had just been saved, would faint again from excitement.

Zou Zedong ignored Zhao Qihua, gripping Ye Chenfeng's hand excitedly and said, "Young man, no wonder you could speak so confidently earlier. I didn't expect you to be the miraculous doctor who saved Zhao Qihua! No, you must come to work at Tianhai Hospital! There are so many people in the world waiting for you to save them!"

Ye Chenfeng's hand was held by Zou Zedong. Looking at the excited old man, he finally realized that he had gotten himself into trouble again.

He had no intention of becoming a doctor. Every day, countless people die from illness around the world. Could he, Ye Chenfeng, save them all? Besides, he was not a good Samaritan and did not have the noble ideal of saving lives.

If he encountered someone who was sick in front of him and did not repel him, he would help out. But as for becoming a full-time doctor, Ye Chenfeng had never considered it.

"Old Master, I have no intention of becoming a doctor, so I must decline your request," Ye Chenfeng politely withdrew his hand and refused.

Zou Zedong's face showed a hint of displeasure, but he then said, "If you don't agree today, you won't leave this room. Unless you step over my body."

Zou Zedong was truly a unique character. Despite being in his seventies and the head of the hospital, he actually resorted to such childish behavior in public?