"Tao Yue!" Su Yan called out to her.

Tao Yue immediately looked up, and upon seeing her, her tears flowed even more profusely, her voice hoarse, "Ayan, Dr. Ye, please go and see my brother!"

Su Yan pulled her hand, which was as cold as ice, and walked into the hospital. She asked in a deep voice, "What's Brother Tao's condition now?"

"He's still getting stitches. He has a long wound on his leg, the flesh and skin are completely separated, sob sob sob..."

Tao Yue cried as she dragged her toward the operating room.

The operating room is at the end of the corridor on the second floor.

When they came up, Tao Yuan, Qiao Fei, and Grandma Tao were all waiting at the door.

"Grandma, godfather and godmother!"

The three of them slowly raised their heads.

Grandma Tao responded, then saw Ye Feixu behind Su Yan and quickly stood up. "Dr. Ye, please save Tao Jin. The doctor said his wound is too big and he can't stop the bleeding."

Ye Feixu nodded slightly, his expression calm, and asked, "Have you spoken to the doctor yet?"

"It's all set. The dean wants you to change clothes and go inside as soon as you arrive," Tao Yuan said.

Ye Feixu's name is renowned in the medical field; everyone in this profession recognizes his face.

Therefore, when the director of the First Municipal Hospital heard that it was Ye Feixu, he agreed without hesitation.

Ye Feixu nodded, then, as if thinking of something, said to Su Yan thoughtfully, "You can help me out."

"good!"

The senior and junior brothers and sisters entered through the staff entrance.

Once inside, a nurse arranged for them to change into different clothes.

After washing their hands, the two entered the operating room and saw Tao Jin lying on the bed, unconscious due to excessive blood loss.

Several doctors surrounded him and treated him.

Tao Jin was still wearing the same custom-made black suit, but this time his face was bruised and swollen, and there was a long wound on his left leg from his thigh to his ankle. The wound was still bleeding, which looked very shocking.

Su Yan gasped, trembling with anger.

What kind of deep-seated hatred could possibly lead someone to be injured like this?

"Vice President, Dr. Ye is here," the nurse who brought them in said.

The doctors surrounding Tao Jin immediately turned around.

The oldest short doctor is the vice president of the hospital.

Upon seeing Ye Feixu, his furrowed brows relaxed, and he exclaimed excitedly, "Dean Ye, you've finally arrived!"

Ye Feixu stepped forward, glanced at Tao Jin's wound, and asked calmly, "What happened?"

The deputy director hurriedly said, "The hemostatic drugs are not very effective on Mr. Tao. It cannot be ruled out that it is a problem with his immune system. We have used all the available drugs in the hospital, but the bleeding from the wound just won't stop."

If the wound is not properly treated before stitches are applied, infection can easily occur, which will cause even more trouble later!

Ye Feixu bent down and checked Tao Jin's pulse.

After a dozen seconds, he withdrew his hand and turned to Su Yan, saying, "Junior sister, go to the other side and check his pulse."

Seeing his unhurried manner and the fact that he even had the leisure to ask her to take his pulse, Su Yan breathed a sigh of relief.

She walked to the other side and squatted down to check Tao Jin's pulse, but when her eyes fell on his wound, she couldn't concentrate.

Ye Feixu had already taken out a white bottle containing powder from his pocket and gently poured it onto Tao Jin's wound. Noticing her reaction, he said calmly, "When probing the pulse, automatically block out all external factors, otherwise you won't be able to detect any problems."

"Understood, Senior Brother."

Su Yan took a deep breath, looked away, and focused her attention by frowning.

After Ye Feixu finished pouring the powder, she withdrew her hand, looked up and said, "The pulse is rapid and there is a faint pulse, which is caused by hemorrhagic shock."

Ye Feixu nodded, and then said to the vice president, "The bleeding from the wound will stop completely in five minutes, and then you can stitch him up."

The vice-dean and his colleagues nodded repeatedly.

“Junior sister, he has serious internal injuries. I will guide you, and you will perform acupuncture.” Ye Feixu paused after speaking, and reminded her, “The acupuncture point is on the chest, and you must be quick and accurate.”

"Okay," Su Yan replied.

In less than five minutes, Tao Jin's wound indeed stopped bleeding.

The deputy director began disinfecting and stitching.

Su Yan stood at the head of the bed and performed acupuncture on Tao Jin according to Ye Feixu's instructions.

About half an hour later, the needle was finally inserted. She was covered in sweat, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead.

Ye Feixu glanced at her in surprise, finally understanding why his master always praised Su Yan.

She is indeed a promising talent.

The acupuncture points are quite complex, and it's easy to make mistakes if you're not careful. But Su Yan not only found them quickly, but she also acted quickly, not at all like a novice.

Seeing her covered in sweat, he hesitated for a moment, but finally took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to her, saying, "Wipe your hands."

Without thinking, Su Yan took it and wiped it, muttering, "Acupuncture is too tiring."

Every time she gets acupuncture at a point she hasn't tried before, she has to break out in a sweat.

"Practice more," Ye Feixu said calmly. "Remove the needles from him after an hour."

"Senior brother, how did you detect that Brother Tao had internal injuries?"

"Probing the pulse."

Su Yan, "...Why can't I detect it?"

Ye Feixu glanced at her and said honestly, "It's normal, your technique isn't up to par."

Su Yan: That really hurts, bro.

Perhaps realizing he had been too blunt, he racked his brains for a long time before adding, "You should be able to in another year or two."

"Then I accept your kind words?"

"Um."

"..."

Su Yan was speechless.

She finally realized how boring her second senior brother was, and how well he could kill a conversation!

"Is Brother Tao's condition serious?" she asked.

Ye Feixu said thoughtfully, "The internal injuries are severe, but the external injuries didn't reach the major arteries, so they're not considered serious."

Su Yan frowned. "How long will it take for his internal injuries to heal?"

"It's been at least a month since the blood clots accumulated in my lungs."

Su Yan didn't say anything more. She was thinking about the person who attacked Tao Jin. The other party probably didn't want him dead, but just wanted him to suffer and torture him, which is why they injured him like this.

An hour later.

After Su Yan finished the acupuncture, the vice president also stitched up the wound, but Tao Jin was still unconscious and could only stay in the intensive care unit for 24 hours of observation.

After 24 hours, once all vital signs have stabilized, the patient can be transferred to a regular ward.

Su Yan and Ye Feixu left the operating room first.

As soon as the two came out, the Tao family members immediately stood up.

Qiao Fei asked anxiously, "Dr. Ye, how is Tao Jin?"

Knowing that Ye Feixu was not a talkative person, Su Yan repeated what he had just said, "Don't worry too much, it will be fine after the observation period."

Upon hearing this, the Tao family members finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Qiao Fei was so angry that tears streamed down her face, and she gritted her teeth in hatred. "Those two heartless bastards! Ah Jin brought so many things to our door, and this is how they treat her! They've gone too far!"

"Godmother, what exactly happened?" Su Yan asked coldly.

Qiao Fei said, "Tao Jin was injured like this by the twin brothers from the Min family. Not only did they not take A Jin to the hospital, but they also had him carried to our doorstep on a stretcher. That's why A Jin lost too much blood and fell into a coma!"