The young woman's clothes were extremely expensive, and the watch on her hand was a Vacheron Constantin.
Director Zhao of the Emergency Department hurried over, shouting, "Oxygen mask!"
He then rushed to examine the elder.
Chen Jiuyang immediately saw the elder's injuries: a concussion and a lot of internal bruising.
Director Zhao quickly examined him and said, "Prepare the operating room immediately for surgery!"
"No," Chen Jiuyang stepped forward and said, "He has already lost too much blood. If he undergoes surgery, he will go into shock and die from blood loss within five minutes."
Director Zhao of the Emergency Department glanced at Chen Jiuyang, a young man wearing an intern's badge on his chest, and frowned, scolding, "What does an intern know? Get out of here!"
Chen Jiuyang blocked their path and said coldly, "Director Zhao, if you operate and kill this person, can you bear the responsibility?"
Director Zhao laughed in exasperation, "If I can't bear the responsibility, can you?"
Chen Jiuyang nodded, "I can bear it. I can save him."
Chen Jiuyang had saved people with more severe injuries than this elder. After all, many members of the Blade Legion were saved by him.
After some thought, Director Zhao felt that this case was a bit tricky and he didn't have much confidence. Since this intern dared to step forward, he decided to humor him, "Then this patient is yours."
At this moment, a stretcher was pushed over, and the elder was placed on it. Under Director Zhao's command, several nurses pushed the elder into an empty ward.
Director Zhao watched the show from the side, while the woman with blood on her clothes was constantly on the phone, her eyes anxious.
Before long, the woman's family also arrived.
Director Zhao's eyelids twitched. He seemed to recognize this woman's family; they were from the prominent Qiu family of Fengcheng. Could this woman be the eldest daughter of the Qiu family, and this elder be the Qiu family patriarch?
"I'm going to start," Chen Jiuyang said calmly, then unfastened the adjacent needle case and began to perform acupuncture.
More than half an hour later, Chen Jiuyang's forehead was covered in sweat, and Elder Qiu was covered in silver needles.
Finally, all the bruised blood was gathered in one place. As long as the bruised blood was released, Elder Qiu would be able to wake up.
The Qiu family members saw Chen Jiuyang panting and working hard, but Elder Qiu showed no signs of improvement. They were extremely disappointed in Chen Jiuyang.
Chen Jiuyang wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Bring a scalpel. I need to let Elder Qiu bleed."
The Qiu family members' expressions changed drastically. This young man wanted to let their patriarch bleed. This was outrageous.
Before the Qiu family members could even speak in outrage, a cold shout came from the side:
"What kind of scoundrel is this, daring to impersonate a doctor and act recklessly, wanting to bleed the patient? Do you think this is the European Middle Ages?"
Everyone turned to see an elder in a Tang suit, with white hair and beard, standing at the doorway.
"Professor Li, you've finally arrived."
The Qiu family members' faces lit up when they saw him.
Professor Li was the pillar of the Fengcheng Medical College. Upon hearing about the elder's car accident, they immediately contacted Professor Li at the affiliated hospital of Fengcheng Medical College.
The Qiu family had spent ten million yuan to invite him!
Chen Jiuyang frowned, "Without letting blood, Elder Qiu cannot be cured."
Professor Li was furious, "Are you a doctor? Can you cure him? How many years have you been studying medicine? What do you know about treating illnesses?"
"I have been practicing medicine for sixty years. I have never even seen this set of acupuncture techniques on Elder Qiu. It's probably just random pricking. Which department is this person from?"
"Do you want to kill Elder Qiu?"
The Qiu family members were furious, and Professor Li's face turned ashen as he looked at Director Zhao, "Director Zhao, give me an explanation! What's going on?"
Director Zhao defended himself, "I wanted to operate on Elder Qiu, but this intern stepped forward and said surgery couldn't be done, and that he was confident in saving Elder Qiu."
Professor Li said sternly, "What kind of confidence does he have? You agree to whatever an intern says? Have you been living under a rock!?"
"Alas..." Director Zhao couldn't explain.
"Never mind, I won't argue with you. I will treat the illness you cannot cure."
"Take your people and get out. Don't delay my treatment. If my treatment process is disturbed because of you, you will bear the consequences."
With that said, Director Zhao said to Chen Jiuyang, "Aren't you going to get out?"
"I'm leaving now," Chen Jiuyang said expressionlessly, "I just want to say that the silver needles on Elder Qiu cannot be removed, otherwise his injuries will worsen and he will vomit blood."
Professor Li dismissed him with disdain, "What do you know, you young whippersnapper."
After Chen Jiuyang finished speaking, he walked out.
Professor Li rolled up his sleeves, examined Elder Qiu's condition, and his eyes lit up, "There's no major problem, he just fainted from the impact."
"As long as he wakes up, two doses of medicine for recuperation will be fine."
"However, this one hundred million yuan consultation fee was earned easily."
After the examination, Professor Li felt relaxed. He reached out and removed the silver needles from Elder Qiu.
With all the silver needles removed, Professor Li applied a set of physiotherapy and massage techniques. Elder Qiu's complexion became much more rosy, and his eyelids began to twitch.
The Qiu family members were overjoyed.
"Professor Li is truly amazing."
"Elder's complexion has improved a lot. He should be waking up soon!"
However, in the next moment.
"Beep beep beep!"
The medical equipment in the room let out a piercing alarm.
Elder Qiu's body suddenly convulsed, he opened his mouth and vomited a large mouthful of dark blood, his complexion looking much worse than before.
Everyone was stunned. Professor Li was also stunned.
It was just a coma, why was he vomiting blood and convulsing?
"Why is the elder vomiting blood?"
"Could it be that the young man just now was right?"
The ward immediately descended into chaos.
"What was the name of that intern? Who knows him? Bring him back quickly!"
"No... no one knows him..."
"Then go to the backend and investigate the records. Which interns were on duty today."
"No, there are no... there are no records of that intern in the backend."
"How is that possible? Did that intern magically appear out of nowhere?"
"You bunch of useless people, find him and bring him back!"