South Bank City's First People's Hospital, Morgue.
Zhang Zhili placed his hands on the chest of a female corpse, performing kneading motions. "Your fate shouldn't end here. Today, you encounter me, who has mastered the ancestral teachings. Let me restore your consciousness!"
"Three souls have departed, leaving only two. Four spirits have fled, leaving only three. You've challenged the King of Hell, but in this world, besides me, there's no one else who can save you!" He appeared to be in his twenties, with thick eyebrows and large eyes, looking quite competent. Yet, at this moment, his murmurs and actions seemed eerie and unsettling. As he continued, the female corpse suddenly sat up abruptly, then fell back down just as quickly!
Two nurses who were bringing in the body witnessed this scene and were completely stunned. They turned and shouted as they ran out! "Help! Someone!"
"Security... Director... There's someone feigning death in the morgue!"
"Dr. Tang, your mentally ill husband is disrespecting the corpse!"
Ignoring the commotion, Zhang Zhili continued, rapidly pressing on the female corpse's Baihui and Sishen Cong acupuncture points with a strange finger technique. Then, he began pressing on her chest.
Soon after, hurried footsteps were heard at the morgue entrance.Hospital director Zhang Debiao rushed over with several doctors and security guards, in a panic. "You rascal, what are you doing? Let her go!" Zhang Debiao shouted frantically. Zhang Zhili tilted his head back, but his hands continued their movements. "I'm treating her!"
Many doctors in the hospital recognized the man before them – Zhang Zhili! He was the mentally handicapped husband of the hospital's top beauty, Dr. Tang Yanran. It wasn't the first time they felt pity for Tang Yanran – such a beautiful woman married to a mentally handicapped man. Now, that pity reached its peak.
Because the body belonged to the daughter of the wealthy Song family, Song Jiaojiao. The Song family was the richest family in South Bank City, and Song Jiaojiao had died suddenly in the hospital that morning. The Song family was already seeking retribution from the hospital, and now, with the body being desecrated, things were about to get even worse. Tang Yanran felt her vision blur, nearly fainting. This fool had truly caused a catastrophe today!
Zhang Zhili had been mentally ill since marriage, and his parents had been responsible for looking after him. But today, with his parents having urgent matters to attend to, they had sent him to the hospital, asking her to take care of him temporarily. She had left him at the nurse's station, but who would have thought he would end up in the morgue, doing something like this? "You better stop this!" Zhang Debiao shouted, rushing forward to try and pull Zhang Zhili away. Zhang Zhili frowned and pushed Zhang Debiao aside. "If I stop now, she'll truly be dead!"Zhang Debiao stumbled back, plopping down onto the ground.
"What a fool! A lunatic! A madman! Who does he think he is, playing doctor?" He glared fiercely at Tang Yanran. "Why don't you get your lunatic husband out of the way? Do you want the Song family to sue every one of us before you're satisfied?"
Tang Yanran suddenly snapped back to reality. "Zhang Zhili!!!"
She hurried forward, attempting to move Zhang Zhili's hand away from Song Jiaojiao's chest. But the moment her palm touched Song Jiaojiao's chest, she felt a jolt through her scalp, her heart racing. She sensed the heartbeat of the Song family's daughter.
"She has a heartbeat!" Tang Yanran carefully felt for her heartbeat, her eyes widening in shock.
Zhang Debiao paused, quickly removing the stethoscope from around his neck. As he listened, his expression went blank. Without hesitation, he shouted, "Quickly, take her back to the emergency room for treatment! We haven't finished treating her yet, you can't take her away!" Zhang Zhili once again intervened.
"You think you can treat her?" Zhang Debiao couldn't believe a lunatic could actually cure someone. He thought it was a misdiagnosis. Treating a living person as dead and pushing them into the morgue? This was a huge medical accident!
The crowd hastily pushed Song Jiaojiao away, leaving only Tang Yanran and Zhang Zhili.
"Why did you come here?" Tang Yanran was furious, wanting to vent all her frustration onto the man who brought her shame and trouble. "I came to treat that person!" Zhang Zhili replied earnestly, nearly causing Tang Yanran to lose her temper on the spot.
Tang Yanran gritted her teeth for a moment, then felt she had been too harsh. What was the point of blaming a mentally ill person here? She should blame herself for not taking care of him properly! She took a deep breath. "Let's go! Let's first check on Song Jiaojiao's condition, and then I'll take leave to send you home!" Zhang Zhili cleared his throat. "I'm feeling better! I can go home by myself!" Tang Yanran widened her eyes, incredulous. "You're better? Zhang Zhili nodded. "Suddenly my mind cleared, and I remembered everything!" "You're better, and you ran to the morgue for what?" Tang Yanran looked suspiciously at Zhang Zhili. Zhang Zhili had been consistently taking medication, so there was indeed a chance of improvement. "I've said it three times already, I came to treat that person!" Zhang Zhili said. Tang Yanran's expression froze. She felt foolish. Why would she believe the words of a mentally ill person? What normal person would go to the morgue to treat someone? Moreover, Zhang Zhili wasn't a doctor before he became mentally ill. As they spoke, Zhang Zhili also observed Tang Yanran. Beautiful! Her features were like a painting, her eyes shimmering like stars, radiating the brilliance of intelligence and wisdom. Her well-proportioned figure couldn't be concealed even under the white coat. This woman was his wife, and he didn't regret it. Tang Yanran sighed, no longer bothering with Zhang Zhili's talk, and pulled him towards the emergency ward.
Just as they reached the entrance of the emergency room, they saw Zhang Debiao emerge with a smile on his face, conversing with the nurse at the door. When he saw Tang Yanran, Zhang Debiao's smile disappeared, and he assumed the demeanor of a stern hospital director. "You're suspended!"
"What?" Tang Yanran furrowed her brows, looking at Zhang Debiao.
"Song Jiaojiao was falsely diagnosed as dead and sent to the morgue. It's a medical accident! Someone needs to take responsibility! You were the doctor on duty this morning!" Zhang Debiao made it clear.
Tang Yanran was instantly enraged, her face flushing red. "From the moment Song Jiaojiao was admitted, you were the one in charge, and you issued the death notice. What does it have to do with me?"
Zhang Debiao sneered, pointing at Zhang Zhili. "Then I'll tell the Song family about him insulting Song Jiaojiao's body!"
Tang Yanran immediately wilted, her momentum faltering. The Song family was the wealthiest in the city, and Song Jiaojiao, their only daughter, was pampered beyond measure. It was obvious that Zhang Zhili would be held accountable!
"You know very well what the consequences will be if the Song family finds out how he desecrated Song Jiaojiao," Zhang Debiao threatened with a smug expression.
"Is Song Jiaojiao still alive?" Tang Yanran asked quietly after a moment.
"Of course. Otherwise, do you think Zhang Zhili would still be able to leave the hospital?" Tang Yanran trembled with anger, realizing the gravity of the situation. This time, it wasn't just her, even Zhang Zhili fully understood!
Song Jiaojiao had been misdiagnosed and sent to the morgue! The Song family had to be informed, and someone had to be the scapegoat. That scapegoat was her, Tang Yanran!
Ironically, Zhang Debiao, the main culprit of the misdiagnosis, was now poised to become the hero in the eyes of the Song family!
Zhang Zhili chuckled and applauded. "If shamelessness were a skill, you'd be the champion!"
Zhang Debiao glanced sideways at Zhang Zhili, too lazy to bother talking to him. As a hospital director, did he really need to deal with a mentally ill person? "Are you so sure that you can save Song Jiaojiao?" Zhang Zhili smirked disdainfully. "What do you mean?" Zhang Debiao was extremely displeased. This lunatic seemed unusually normal. Zhang Zhili snorted. "Literally! With your abilities, you're far from capable of making my wife a scapegoat!" Zhang Debiao was furious, about to erupt. Just then, a commotion erupted from the emergency room. A nurse rushed out in panic. "Director, it's bad news. Song Jiaojiao is deteriorating again..."