Chapter Twenty-Six: Standing on Her Side

After she finished speaking, Liang Yuxin's eyes showed a hint of displeasure.

After hearing her words, Bo Jinyan turned his gaze to Sang Ruo beside him: "You gave Grandpa acupuncture?"

The man's voice was cold, but there was a hint of doubt in his tone.

Sang Ruo raised her eyelids and said, word by word, "For Grandpa's current condition, only acupuncture treatment from traditional Chinese medicine is the most suitable."

"But Grandpa's condition hasn't stabilized yet, and this hospital is the best in Beijing. Even the TCM experts here don't dare to perform acupuncture on Grandpa. Why are you rushing to help him?"

Bo Jinzhou quickly approached, his voice filled with anger: "If something happens to Grandpa, can you take responsibility?"

Upon hearing this, Bo Jinyan frowned slightly: "Miss Sang, is what they said true?"

Sang Ruo showed no nervousness whatsoever when faced with the man's questioning.

She raised her shimmering eyes and said seriously, "It's true."

How confident are you?

Bo Jinyan's voice was deep, and his gaze fell on her beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

She put it simply: "One hundred percent."

As soon as the words fell, Bo Jinyan, who was standing beside him, stiffened slightly.

Last night, he consulted with the attending physician about the situation. Even the manager of the Traditional Chinese Medicine department at their hospital is still hesitant to perform acupuncture on his father. Zhang Ye had also said that only by finding that very skilled female TCM doctor, "A Yun," could his father possibly recover as soon as possible.

He didn't know much about Sang Ruo and didn't know she was skilled in medicine.

"You have quite the nerve!" Bo Jinzhou's expression darkened slightly. "Grandpa's condition is practically life-threatening right now. He's been unconscious for two whole days, and even the experts here can't do anything about him, yet you dare to spout such nonsense!"

Bo Jinzhou's voice interrupted Bo Jinyan's thoughts.

After regaining his composure, he turned his gaze to Sang Ruo's face.

But Sang Ruo didn't rush to respond and remained silent.

“That’s right!” Liang Yuxin chimed in, “Old Master Bo’s condition is indeed not optimistic. Even if you are confident, you should still inform his attending physician. What if something unexpected happens?”

Sang Ruo's voice was deep: "Grandpa's current condition requires acupuncture to unblock his meridians, because he is old and his blood vessels are not as strong as those of young people. This is why Western medicine is very slow, but acupuncture can provide relief as quickly as possible."

"Then you should at least notify the doctor..."

“I told him I was confident I could save Grandpa, that’s why I treated him.”

Liang Yuxin was interrupted by Sang Ruo before she could finish speaking.

After all, her clinic hasn't opened yet. Although she has a doctor's certificate, her grandfather is currently hospitalized, and if she tells his attending physician, they certainly won't let her do acupuncture.

That's why she didn't say it.

“Sang Ruo, if Grandpa…”

Just as Bo Jinzhou was about to say something more, the man beside him spoke first: "Alright, since Miss Sang says she's confident, let's wait until the old man finishes his acupuncture before we talk about it."

Looking up, he saw that Bo Jinyan had already walked past him and reached the door.

Bo Jinzhou turned around and glared at Sang Ruo, displeasure flashing in his eyes.

Why has my uncle been defending Sang Ruo lately?

And this isn't the first or second time...

Bo Jinyan placed his hand on the ward door, opening it only a crack and peering inside.

My father was indeed getting acupuncture.

His rising and falling chest indicated that he was only temporarily asleep and had not fallen into a coma.

He can still distinguish between a person who is unconscious and asleep.

After closing the door, the man turned and glanced at Sang Ruo: "How much longer?"

Sang Ruo raised her hand, glanced down at her phone, and said, "Fifteen minutes."

Bo Jinyan didn't say anything more and planned to walk to the side of the corridor to sit down. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the attending physician of the old man Bo arrived.

"Mr. Bo, you're here too?"

The doctor glanced at the seat in Bo Jinyan's direction, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

"Um."

Bo Jinyan nodded slightly, his voice low and deep.

When Bo Jinzhou saw the doctor arrive, he pulled Liang Yuxin to sit down beside him, looking like he was waiting to see a good show.

Just as the doctor was about to go in, Sang Ruo suddenly walked over and blocked the door: "You can't go in now."

"Miss, I am Mr. Bo's attending physician. I am here today for my regular rounds to check on Mr. Bo's condition. Please do not interfere with my work."

"Mr. Bo is resting. Please come back in fifteen minutes."

Having practiced medicine for many years, Sang Ruo naturally knew the serious consequences of practicing medicine privately in a hospital.

If he knew, he would definitely try to stop it.

The main concern is that problems might arise, causing unnecessary trouble for the hospital.

Even if she knew nothing unexpected would happen, she figured it was better to avoid trouble...

"Miss, what is your relationship with Mr. Bo? His condition is not very good right now, and he needs regular check-ups. If you don't cooperate with my work, I will have to call security personnel over."

As soon as the doctor finished speaking, he was about to take out his phone from his pocket.

At that moment, a mocking voice rang out: "Director, she secretly performed acupuncture on my grandfather..."

"What?" The doctor raised his eyes in disbelief, looking in Bo Jinzhou's direction, before turning his gaze back to Sang Ruo in astonishment: "Who exactly are you? How dare you perform acupuncture on a patient without a doctor's permission?"

“I’m still nominally his wife…” Sang Ruo stretched out her fair, jade-like hand, pointed in the direction of Bo Jinzhou, and finally uttered two words: “Wife.”

After the doctor learned that Sang Ruo was also a member of the Bo family, his arrogant attitude gradually subsided.

But his tone remained serious: "Mrs. Bo, Mr. Bo's condition is not something that ordinary TCM doctors can handle. Even our hospital's TCM experts dare not take action. How dare you so easily perform acupuncture on him?"

"Grandpa's condition cannot be delayed. Every minute of delay will increase the danger. Please understand my anxiety, Director."

Sang Ruo's tone was indifferent, her eyes filled with apathy.

The doctor hesitated, "But what if something goes wrong? I'm not sure..."

"Listen to her."

A deep, melodious voice interrupted the doctor.

Sang Ruo turned her head upon hearing the sound and saw that Bo Jinyan, who had been silent all along, had suddenly spoken.

Upon hearing him speak, the doctor instinctively swallowed: "Mr. Bo."

"Do as she says. Since she says it will take another fifteen minutes, then wait fifteen minutes. Once the time is up, go in and check on Grandpa. If anything goes wrong, I'll take care of it."

As soon as Bo Jinyan finished speaking, Sang Ruo raised her eyes in disbelief and looked at him in surprise.

On the surface, they said they were covering for the doctor, but in reality, they were speaking up for her.

The doctor hesitated for a moment: "This..."

"Now that your uncle has spoken, what are you still hesitating about?"