Chapter 416 - 416: Are You Worthy of Being Doctors?
A Big Shot's Woman Is Wild and Fierce
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
With a cold gaze, Wen Xin swept over all the researchers in the institute.
Those researchers, upon hearing Wen Xinâs words, lowered their heads one after another. They were indeed at a loss regarding Old Man Jiangâs condition; it was akin to letting the old man lie there and wait for death.
For an ordinary person, they might still have a chance, but this Old Man Jiang was special. If anything unexpected were to happen, not even the Medical Research Institute, let alone medical organizations in the country, could bear the responsibility.
âCough, coughâ¦â
At this moment, violent coughing sounded from the ward, causing everyoneâs eyes to widen. They knew what such intense coughing representedâ¦
âPrepare for surgery. Arrange the four most skilled doctors to enter the operating room with me. Is Su Haoran here?â
Wen Xin, seeing that everyone remained motionless, spoke sharply. It seemed that today, there was no way around wading into this muddy water.
Su Haoran, who was standing in the corner, heard Wen Xin calling for him and hurried over.
He had recognized Wen Xin since she entered the institute. However, his rank as a researcher was not enough to participate in treating this patient, so he had been observing from the sidelines.
After giving Su Haoran a glance, Wen Xin looked at the researchers who claimed to be saving lives but stood motionless, coldly smiling.
âSo, this is what you call saving lives. Putting on a sanctimonious act? I hope you start praying from now on. Pray that Iâm not interested in the Medical Research Institute. Otherwise, once Iâm in, the first thing Iâll do is clear you all out.â
âDr. Su, help me find four surgical assistants. Tell them to perform the surgery with me. If anything goes wrong, Iâll take responsibility. After the successful surgery, I can recommend them to the Medical Research Institute in Continent Mâ¦â
Wen Xinâs domineering words landed heavily. Her powerful presence made people not dare to question what she said. Su Haoran hurried off to find assistants to enter the operating room with Wen Xin.
âMiss Wen, Iâm willing to accompany you into the operating room as your surgical assistant.â
In the silence of the crowd, Li Tong spoke slowly. He had reevaluated the researchers of the institute and found them all very disappointing.
âIâll be the second assistant.â After receiving a message from Zhuge Jingming, Du Luqing rushed over from Beijing University. The situation had changed suddenly, but fortunately, he arrived in time.
Seeing both directors of the institute volunteering to assist Wen Xin in surgery, other researchers hesitated for a moment and wanted to speak. However, Wen Xin didnât give them a chance to speak.
âDirector Li, make arrangements. You and Professor Du take Su Haoran and the others to change into surgical attire and prepare for surgery. Iâll go check on the old manâs condition. Prepare a set of surgical attire for me.â
After speaking, Wen Xin patted Zhuge Jingmingâs arm and, pulling him along, walked into the ward. From her pocket, she took out three silver needles and pierced them into the old manâs key acupuncture points.
â Little Uncle-Master, this person⦠his identityâ¦â
âNo need to tell me who he is. In my eyes, there is only the patientâs identity. This surgical process is extremely dangerous. I know you asked Du Luqing to come to protect me. Then, I also need you to do me a favor. Before I enter the operating room, help me control his blood flow rate. Buy me some time. His time is really running out.â
When Wen Xin entered this manâs ward, she knew he wouldnât last through the night. If it werenât for Sun Miao calling her a fraud and mentioning Mu Chengxi, she wouldnât have cared about this matter at all.
However, at this juncture, she had no way outâ¦
â Little Uncle-Master, rest assured, I can handle this,â Zhuge Jingming assured Wen Xin earnestly. When he arrived, he didnât know the patient was this old man. If he had known, he wouldnât have brought Wen Xin to this perilous place.
Exiting the ward, Wen Xin found the researchers automatically making way for her. Just then, Li Tongâs assistant approached with a glass of milk and a sandwich.
âMiss Wen, let me escort you to the operating room. The dean mentioned you might have missed lunch. Itâs best to have something now to avoid feeling weak during the surgery, â the assistant suggested.
Wen Xin accepted the sandwich and milk, munching as she walked. By the time she reached the sterilization room, she had finished her meal.
Before stepping into the sterilization room, Wen Xin pulled out her phone, glanced at the missed call, and sent a terse message to Mu Chengxi: âSomethingâs up.â
Then she casually powered off her phone and tossed it into the wardrobe, her actions appearing cold and unfeeling.
Beside her, the assistant blinked in slight surprise. W Are all the young girls nowadays so cool? This is too cool, isnât it?
After completing the sterilization process, Wen Xin entered the operating room. All the assistants were prepared, standing in their designated spots, awaiting her command.
âDr. Su, my word stands. Once the surgery concludes, youâll forward the names and information of these researchers to my email. Iâll recommend them to Continent M for top-tier training, â Wen Xin instructed firmly.
With her words spoken, she walked to the chief surgeonâs position, thanked Zhuge Jingming, and commenced the surgery methodicallyâ¦
After seven hours of meticulous operation, everyone marveled at the stable body data of the elderly man on the screen. Before entering the operating room, they had resigned themselves to potential interrogation. Little did they expect Wen Xin, alone, to turn the tide.
âMiss Wen, are you just as adept in Western medicine as you are in Chinese medicine?â
Li Tong was the first to voice his astonishment. He had witnessed Wen Xinâs success in acupuncture with Old Madam Mu, reviving a severe stroke patient.
Now, observing Wen Xin skillfully wield a surgical blade, resurrecting a patient on the brink of death with brainstem tumors, left them awestruck. What divine medical skill!
Du Luqing looked at Wen Xin, feeling he had been naive. With such medical prowess, no one in the country could match her. He even wished to recruit her into the medical school. He truly wondered what the medical school could teach her.
Whether in Chinese or Western medicine, Wen Xin had already attained the pinnacle. Who dared to shamelessly say he could become her master?
Wen Xin lounged lazily on a nearby chair, her gaze icy as she watched Su Haoran performing suture. She didnât respond to Li Tongâs question but nodded slightly at Su Haoran.
âHeâs a good doctor. Perhaps not as skilled as the researchers outside, but his integrity is unquestionable!â
âDirector Du, if Dr. Su isnât inclined to go to Continent M, Iâd appreciate it if you could take him as your direct disciple and groom him well,â
Wen Xin remarked nonchalantly. Though softly spoken, her words resonated throughout the operating room. To be taken as a direct disciple by Du Luqing was a tremendous honor, not just within the hospital but also in prestigious institutions like the Green Physician Sect..