"Sigh, why can't he think straight?" Li Changfeng sighed.

Mu Xiaodie glanced at the little girl beside her, said nothing, and changed the subject.

"Mr. Li, are you confident?"

"It's not a big problem," Li Changfeng said calmly.

"Really?" Mu Xiaodie's eyes lit up, revealing a look of delight.

It's important to understand how potent dichlorvos is and how difficult it is to treat; it's a global challenge.

No one has the ability, or rather, no country, to cure this poison, turn the tide for patients, and give them a new lease on life.

"Yes." Li Changfeng nodded confidently.

"Is there anything I can do for you?"

"Don't let anyone bother me." That was Li Changfeng's only request.

"Don't worry, I'll personally guard the door. No one will be able to get in." Mu Xiaodie led the little girl to her side and walked towards the door of the ward.

Just then, a man pushed open the door and entered. He was wearing black glasses, looked to be around thirty years old, and was dressed in a white coat. He was refined and had his hair combed neatly, as if a dog had licked it.

Behind the man stood an elderly man with gray hair, who looked to be over sixty years old.

"Dr. Mu, I've called my master. With him here, I guarantee the patient can live for another two months," the male doctor said confidently.

"No need, Dr. Hao. I've already found a top-notch doctor, and they're preparing for treatment." Mu Xiaodie said sternly, a hint of annoyance in her eyes.

Hao Wantong looked up and pointed at Li Changfeng, "Are you talking about him?"

"good!"

"Dr. Mu, are you sure you're not mistaken? Have you lost your mind?" Hao Wantong asked incredulously.

"Which hospital is he from? Who is he a student of? What's his name? At his age, he's probably just graduated from university."

"We can't joke around with patients' lives."

Cao Pi's father-in-law remained silent—Zhen Ji's father was speechless.

Hao Wantong and Mu Xiaodie belong to the same department; one is the department director, and the other is the deputy director.

Hao Wantong was still Mu Xiaodie's suitor. Although he was ten years older than her, love knows no age, no borders, and no gender.

So what if he's a little bigger? Hao Wantong didn't care and pursued him for almost two months.

A troublesome patient arrived in the middle of the night; she was practically a regular at the hospital. Mu Xiaodie knew all too well the misfortune and hardship the mother and daughter had endured. Seeing the woman sweating profusely and with red eyes after drinking pesticide, Hao Wantong personally drove to find his master.

To put it bluntly, it was all to leave a good impression on Mu Xiaodie, but who knew that his efforts would be snatched away by someone else.

How could he not be angry? And not target them?

"Dr. Hao, do you think I'm stupid?" Mu Xiaodie said coldly.

"Of course not."

"Since that's not the case, then please shut up," Mu Xiaodie said coldly.

"Dr. Mu, you are inexperienced and have little knowledge of the world. You are unaware of the wickedness of people's hearts. You have probably encountered a swindler."

"The patient was drinking dichlorvos, which has no antidote. What we can guarantee is that the patient can live a little longer and spend more time with their children."

"You're letting a mere twenty-something treat you? That's extremely irresponsible towards the patient and goes against our wishes," Hao Wantong said righteously and forcefully.

The old man behind him stroked his beard, looking quite experienced. “Dr. Mu, it’s understandable that you’re young and immature, and easily brainwashed and fooled. It would be great if you could admit your mistakes and correct them.”

"You can kick him out. I'll take care of it; at least I can extend the patient's life a bit."

"Elder Qi, you should all leave." Mu Xiaodie was impervious to reason and swayed by words. She had personally witnessed Li Changfeng's abilities and had even sparred with him.

She knew better than anyone whether Li Changfeng was a fraud, and as for Hao Wantong's master, to put it bluntly, he wasn't even as good as her own medical skills.

Does the patient want to prolong their life? Just live a few more days?

If that's the case, Mu Xiaodie can do it too.

The patient needs to recover, not to delay. Besides, given the patient's financial situation, staying even one more day would be a huge burden for her.

"Dr. Mu, you're confused!" the old man stamped his foot.

"Shut up!" Li Changfeng turned his head and shouted, "I'm about to start, no one is allowed to make a sound."

"Kid, how long are you going to keep pretending? This is a matter of life and death." Hao Wantong said anxiously.

"You could end up in a lawsuit, or even in jail."

"You've come?" Li Changfeng straightened up and raised his eyebrows.

Hao Wantong was secretly pleased; at least he knew what was good for him.

You gave in, didn't you? You voluntarily conceded, didn't you? Don't take on a job you're not qualified for.

"Let this old man do it," the old man said with a smug look on his wrinkled face.

Li Changfeng raised a finger, his expression cold and stern. "Let's make this clear beforehand. If the best time for detoxification is missed and the patient dies, you will be a murderer."

The old man stopped in his tracks, his expression a complex mix of emotions. "Little boy, what did you say? A murderer?"

“Isn’t that right?” Li Changfeng retorted.

"That's ridiculous. The patient was taking dichlorvos. He'll die sooner or later, no more than six months from now," the old man scoffed. "Where did the term 'murderer' come from?"

“I can ensure her safe discharge from the hospital,” Li Changfeng said firmly.

"Bullshit, you're spouting your own stinky, convoluted nonsense." The old man retorted rudely, relying on his age to act superior. "Do you even know anything about medicine? I suspect you're just a child, completely clueless. Who can cure DDT? Who in the world can do it?"

"If you could solve the poisoning problem of dichlorvos, you could win the Nobel Prize."

"Heh," Li Changfeng sneered, "What if I could?"

"You're bragging! I'll kowtow to you a hundred times, right here in front of you."

“Yes, I’ll go with Master too,” Hao Wantong echoed.

"Okay." Li Changfeng nodded.

"What if you can't cure the patient? What should you do then?"

"Conditions are equal."

"If that doesn't work, I'll send you to jail." Hao Wantong felt a deep threat from Li Changfeng. He was so good at deceiving people, making Mu Xiaodie dizzy and confused. If he didn't send her to prison, how could he win over the beauty?

“Okay,” Li Changfeng accepted.

"Then you may begin." The old man gestured for him to begin, head held high and chest puffed out. With the bet settled, he was now in an invincible position; he had already won.

One hundred percent, there was no accident involving Ichinai.

The sun might not rise tomorrow; this kid's fate is sealed.

I said it, and even Jesus couldn't stop me.

Li Changfeng was on high alert, concentrating intently. With a flick of his wrist, several silver needles appeared simultaneously between his fingers.

Then he quickly inserted the needle, the speed of which was astonishing.

Our understanding of acupoints and the human body has reached a whole new level; even with our eyes closed, we wouldn't be off by the slightest detail.

The silver needle trembled slightly, emitting a soft hum.

Mu Xiaodie, watching from the side, was extremely excited, her face flushed pink, having seen the Thirteen Needles of Yama once again.

I am so fortunate!