The man lying on the ground heard the people around him speaking out in his defense, and he shouted even louder.
Lin Yang's eyes turned slightly cold. Since they were here to cause trouble, Lin Yang wouldn't be polite.
Lin Yang took out the longest silver needle from his needle case.
Where does it hurt?
Lin Yang looked coldly at the man on the ground.
The man looked at the silver needles in Lin Yang's hand and trembled: "I just have a stomachache and I don't have the strength to get up."
Lin Yang nodded and pressed his hand against the man's chest.
"After I give you this injection, you'll be able to get up."
As Lin Yang spoke, he inserted a needle into a certain acupoint in the man's body. The acupoint itself was not harmful, but it was exceptionally sensitive and afraid of pain.
"Are you done yet? If not, I can give you a few more acupuncture needles."
The man yelled as he was stabbed and immediately stood up, jumping up and down while forcing a smile, saying that he was already fine.
Lin Yang remained unmoved, his gaze icy as he coldly surveyed his surroundings, his expression indifferent and revealing no emotion.
"alright."
The onlookers, unaware of what was happening, gasped in surprise.
"Dr. Lin is indeed amazing; his needles cured the disease instantly."
Some people who knew the man on the ground was faking it, and who also wanted to fake illness for attention, all became quiet after seeing Lin Yang's move and the man's miserable state.
Just then, a gasp came from the doorway, and Lin Yang looked in the direction of the sound.
A patient with a bluish-purple face was carried in; the patient was still coughing incessantly.
Lin Yang visually assessed that the other party had asthma, accompanied by severe allergies.
"Get out of the way!"
Lin Yang roared coldly, pushed through the crowd, and lightly touched a certain acupoint on the man's body with his fingertip.
In an instant, the man, who had been pale and struggling to breathe, gradually recovered.
"Dr. Lin is truly skilled. It seems the host is quite lucky today, witnessing Dr. Lin's intervention twice in a row."
Upon seeing this, a livestreamer next to Lin Yang exclaimed in surprise and pointed his camera at Lin Yang.
The man who had been pretending to be sick and getting pricked by Lin Yang had recovered by now. He grimaced as he pulled out the needle, cursing Lin Yang for not warning him beforehand.
But she dared not continue to pretend to be sick, and could only force herself to say that she was fine when faced with worried inquiries from passersby.
While instructing the patient's family on precautions during the patient's recovery period, Lin Yang asked the nurse next to him to help him complete the admission procedures for the patient.
After Lin Yang finished speaking, he saw that the nurse hadn't moved for a long time and was frowning slightly with a troubled expression.
Is there a problem?
The nurse nodded.
"Dr. Lin, our wards are full."
Lin Yang was taken aback and frowned in confusion: "Why is it full? Have there been a lot of patients lately?"
The nurse nodded and then shook her head, looking like she didn't know how to explain it to Lin Yang.
Lin Yang frowned, somewhat displeased: "Speak your mind."
The nurse then awkwardly said, "After you became famous, many patients without serious illnesses insisted on being hospitalized, saying it would be convenient for them to see you."
Saying that they don't have any serious illnesses is an understatement, because most of them are healthy adults.
The purpose of her hospitalization was not for recuperation and medical treatment, but to see Lin Yang.
Looking at the nurse's expression, Lin Yang immediately understood what she meant.
His face darkened further; this couldn't go on.
"Which patients are hospitalized even though they are not sick?"
Lin Yang turned to look at the nurse.
The nurse pointed to a news anchor who was filming and said, "He's one of them."
Then he pointed around and saw that everyone there was a young person holding a mobile phone.
Lin Yang took a deep breath and nodded, his cold gaze sweeping over the man.
“From today onwards, anyone who comes to the hospital but doesn’t seek medical treatment will be treated as if they’re staying in a hotel.”
"Anyone else who only registered with me, please leave as if they're here to cause trouble."
"Start execution now!"
What if they don't want to leave?
The young nurse looked at Lin Yang with a troubled expression.
Lin Yang glanced at everyone indifferently: "Call the police. This is disturbing hospital security."
Lin Yang did not lower his voice when he said this.
Instead, he raised his voice considerably, intending to make sure the guys who were still filming him could hear him.
"What's going on? We're just helping you promote your business!"
"I am a reporter from the magazine. Our magazine previously sent you an invitation hoping to have the opportunity to interview you, but you declined. That's why we came to you."
The surrounding crowd chattered, but Lin Yang remained unmoved.
His purpose in opening the hospital was to help more sick people, whether they had ordinary conditions or were unable to afford treatment.
Or those patients who cannot find a place to treat their rare and difficult-to-diagnose diseases.
Lin Yang welcomes him.
They can even treat patients for free.
But all of this is based on the premise that the other party is a patient.
The nurse acted quickly, and soon returned the money to the fake patients with ulterior motives.
Seeing that the money had been returned, some of the more shameless online celebrity reporters simply left.
There were also some who insisted on staying.
Lin Yang immediately asked the security guards to escort him out.
Of course, there are also those who refuse to leave no matter what, even after being asked to leave by security guards, they still insist on staying.
Lin Yang simply gave them a ticket for a three-day trip to the detention center.
After this series of actions...
The entire West City Hospital is much quieter now.
The hospital finally looks like what a hospital should look like.
Xiaoya breathed a sigh of relief.
"Dean Lin, you're really amazing."
Xiaoya smiled and gave Lin Yang a thumbs up.
Lin Yang smiled gently, then glanced coldly at the internet celebrity reporter who dared not come in but was unwilling to leave.
"We can't be too gentle when dealing with these people."
Xiaoya nodded in understanding.
In the following days, Lin Yang spent his time treating people with difficult and complicated illnesses in the hospital.
He also often studied newly unearthed ancient medical books with that archaeological expert.
That day, after studying the ancient medical texts with the old man, Lin Yang planned to return to the hospital.
It was around noon, and people were coming and going on the street.
Lin Yang walked toward the hospital as usual.
Just then, a cry of surprise suddenly came from the roadside.
"Someone has fainted!"
"Quickly, get away from here so you don't get scammed."
"Grandpa, Grandpa, what's wrong!"
The massive riot caught Lin Yang's attention.
Lin Yang frowned and pushed through the crowd.
On the pedestrian crossing of the main road, a girl was kneeling on the ground.
An old man was lying quietly on the ground.
The old man's face was bluish-purple and pale, but his lips were unusually rosy. His breathing was intermittent, his brows were tightly furrowed, and the things in his hands were scattered all over the ground. His fingertips trembled slightly, and his chest heaved faster and shorter.
It is a deep coma that can be life-threatening!
"Please let me have my way, I'm the doctor! This old man is poisoned!"
Lin Yang shouted loudly and pushed through the crowd, wanting to treat the old man.
Just then, a hand grabbed Lin Yang.
"etc!"
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