"How dare you mess with the Wei family!" Butler Dai rushed forward, swinging his fist as if to hit Zhang Fan, but Zhao Lin stopped him: "Bodyguards, get him out of here!"
Madam Wei was so agitated that her head spun and she staggered, nearly fainting. She was clearly very angry.
"Zhao Lin! I think you don't want to stay in Jiangcheng anymore. I'll talk to Mr. Wei about this."
The bodyguards arrived, surrounded Zhang Fan and Zhao Lin, and forced them to leave.
Just then, a nurse rushed out of the ward shouting, "Doctor, emergency!"
Luo Chang and the others rushed in to provide emergency care. Butler Dai, not even bothering to chase Zhang Fan away, walked outside the ward and looked inside with worry.
The bodyguards and Zhang Fan were at a stalemate. Zhang Fan glanced to the side and saw that the curtain hadn't been drawn yet. Madam Wei was gripping the glass with both hands, her wide eyes staring intently at the person on the hospital bed.
The doctor placed the defibrillator on Wei Lai's chest.
"Discharge!"
Wei Lai's body bounced up with the stun gun, then fell, then bounced up again...
As the number of times went on, Madam Wei's heart sank deeper and deeper. She had cried all her tears, her eyes were swollen like two walnuts, and her face was full of despair.
Butler Dai also witnessed this scene, her eyes filled with tears as she looked worriedly into the ward.
After five electric shocks, the doctors examined Wei Lai. Finally, after exchanging glances, one of them stepped forward. Madam Wei rushed forward, her voice pleading, "Doctor, how is my child?"
Luo Chang took off his mask and said regretfully, "Please accept my condolences."
These words struck her like a bolt from the blue, and Madam Wei collapsed to the ground.
She suddenly remembered what Zhang Fan had said, crawled two steps on the ground, and walked up to Zhang Fan: "Miracle Doctor, please, please..."
The doctor beside Luo Chang, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, advised, "Madam Wei, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."
Madam Wei shook her head vigorously: "No! I don't believe it, there's definitely still hope for my child."
Butler Dai: "Madam, let the young master go. He has already suffered enough."
Madam Wei's hair fell loose, her eyes were filled with panic, her noble demeanor had vanished, and she was filled with sorrow like any other mother.
Zhang Fan scoffed, "Quack doctor!"
The bespectacled man looked up: "What nonsense are you talking about?"
Zhang Fan: "You pronounced someone dead while they were still breathing."
The bespectacled man shouted, "The person is already dead, please don't agitate the family."
Butler Dai also realized what was happening and said to the bodyguard, "Get them out of here."
Madam Wei suddenly stopped him, her face filled with sorrow as she looked at Zhang Fan: "What you just said is true. Can you save my son?"
Zhang Fan: "I'm only 10% sure."
Madam Wei quickly said, "Please, give it a try."
Zhang Fan pursed his lips and remained silent. Madam Wei continued, "Whether you succeed or not, I will pay you. Please give it a try."
Seeing Madam Wei's sincerity, Zhang Fan nodded in agreement: "Okay."
Butler Dai hurriedly advised, "Madam, he's just trying to swindle money."
If Zhang Fan just pretends to try to save her and then says it didn't work, wouldn't he be getting something for free?
The bespectacled man also advised, "Madam Wei, why make Young Master Wei suffer again?"
Madam Wei looked at the glass, her eyes resolute: "I'm going to give it a try."
She felt that Zhao Lin wouldn't gamble with his future. She had previously inquired and learned that Zhao Lin had almost died and was saved by a miracle doctor.
Although many people said it was a coincidence or a misdiagnosis, she still wanted to give it a try.
Zhang Fan walked toward the ward, but the bespectacled man blocked the door, preventing him from entering. He wanted to curry favor with the Wei family, believing that as long as he could get on the Wei family's coattails, he would surely have a bright future.
Just then, Zhang Fan saw that Wei Lai's face, which was as white as paper, had turned blue. If he didn't receive treatment soon, even a celestial being couldn't save him.
He infused his fingertips with spiritual power, and with a gentle flick, the bespectacled man suddenly felt his knees buckle and he knelt down.
Zhang Fan entered the ward and placed his fingers on Wei Lai's neck. Wei Lai had no pulse and his heart had stopped beating.
Zhang Fan channeled spiritual energy into his palm, aiming it at Wei Lai's heart. Golden light continuously flowed into Wei Lai's heart.
After protecting his heart, Zhang Fan asked the nurse for silver needles.
Zhang Fan took nine silver needles, held them in his palm, and with lightning speed, inserted them into the acupoints that needed stimulation. He then pulled them out and inserted them into another acupoint, moving so fast that onlookers could only see afterimages.
After completing the nine sets of formations, Zhang Fan inserted nine silver needles into nine major acupoints and then infused spiritual energy into the needles.
Golden light flowed into the silver needles from Zhang Fan's fingertips, and then into Wei Lai's meridians, where spiritual energy circulated through his internal organs.
Outsiders could not see the spiritual energy, but only the high-frequency trembling of the silver needle's tail, as if it were being pulled by something.
Luo Chang stared wide-eyed, his gaze filled with shock as he stared at the silver needles with fascination.
The air seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan's movements.
Zhao Lin's eyes lit up with admiration; Dr. Zhang was truly amazing.
The bespectacled man clenched his fists, his eyes filled with hatred as he glared at Zhang Fan. He had just knelt down in front of so many people; Zhang Fan must have done something to do that.
A man's knees are worth gold; he'll remember this grudge.
After Luo Chang helped the bespectacled man up, his eyes were fixed on Zhang Fan's hand movements. At first, his eyes were full of disdain, and he thought Zhang Fan was a liar.
As Zhang Fan moved, his eyes grew brighter and brighter.
He saw that although Zhang Fan was young, he was calm and composed, truly a promising young man!
Zhang Fan stopped channeling spiritual energy, and his palm gently swept across the silver needle, which then withdrew from Wei Lai's acupoint.
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