March 30th!
The weather remained pleasant.
The doctor and nurses made their rounds through the hospital wards. As they approached the ward housing two psychiatric patients, they felt a sense of apprehension. Both patients were VIP clients of the hospital. The patients should be grateful to the doctors, whose superb medical skills had saved their lives. The doctors, in turn, should be grateful to the patients; without their tireless efforts to endanger themselves, the doctors wouldn't have had so many challenging surgeries.
It was all thanks to them.
Thanks to them, the doctors had accumulated such rich surgical experience.
Mutual gratitude, mutual respect, only in this way could everyone achieve a win-win situation. They saved the patients' lives, and the patients helped them become experienced experts.
At this moment...
Lin Fan and Old Zhang sat on their beds, dangling their feet and chatting, occasionally glancing at the little girl. Their exchanged glances were filled with warmth, devoid of any impurities.
"Damn!"
The doctor on rounds exclaimed upon seeing Lin Fan. How could this be? Logically, wrapped in bandages, he shouldn't be able to move. Yet, the bandages lay scattered on the floor, and the patient who had been struck by lightning was sitting there in excellent spirits. The charred skin on his body had vanished, replaced by smooth, snow-white skin.
"A miracle!"
The doctor was stunned. He hurried to Lin Fan's side, examining him closely, as if trying to see through him. Not satisfied with looking by himself, he beckoned to the others:
"Come and see, his recovery is so fast, it's a miracle!"
A nurse remarked, "This isn't a miracle, it's the director's divine medical skills."
"Stop flattering, the director isn't here." The doctor envied the nurses' ability to flatter; they were truly the fighting cocks of the flattery world. The director wasn't even present, yet they could flatter so resoundingly. It would be a waste of their talent if they didn't become head nurses.
Zhang Hongmin could have told the doctors, "I was terrified at the time."
"I witnessed everything right beside him. It was like a butterfly emerging from a cocoon, with constant popping sounds, and then he was reborn. The scene was a bit frightening. If you had seen it with your own eyes, you would definitely have been scared."
Lin Fan blinked, puzzled. "Is there something you need?"
Their strange behavior confused him. He wondered why they were surrounding him. Was there something on him, or were these doctors having a mental breakdown? If it was something on him, he could remove it in front of them. If it was a mental breakdown... well, there was nothing he could do.
"How did you do it?" The doctor pinched Lin Fan's skin. It was smooth, delicate, and soft, just like a woman's. If he could rub... pah, how could he have such thoughts? He was a grown man, could he only rub and not penetrate?
The nurses were envious.
Their eyes were green with envy.
Why was a man's skin better than theirs?
Could being struck by lightning really improve one's skin?
They had only heard of applying pure yang essence to improve skin, but they had never heard of lightning strikes doing the trick. Could it be like peeling off the eggshell to reveal the smooth, white egg white?
"It's the eggs," Lin Fan said.
The doctor, perplexed, listened attentively.
Lin Fan pointed to the hen. "I ate the eggs it laid, and my whole body was filled with power, so that's how I am now."
"What about me?" Old Zhang pointed to his own face, hinting at his contribution. He was sad that Lin Fan hadn't mentioned his efforts.
"Right, and Old Zhang, his acupuncture saved me. If you want to try it, I think Old Zhang would be happy to help you." Lin Fan pointed at Old Zhang again, praising him profusely.
Old Zhang patted his precious acupuncture needles and nodded seriously at them. "Trust me, I can bring you hope."
Cough! Cough!
The doctor and nurses calmed down from their shock and looked at each other. They had forgotten that the two were psychiatric patients. Their actions had caused unnecessary misunderstanding.
"Well, your recovery is excellent. We'll observe you for another day. If everything is fine, you can be discharged. We'll inform the director that the patient's condition is very stable and the recovery speed is very fast, and discharge procedures can be initiated."
The doctor pretended to be calm.
In fact, he was feeling a little weak.
He was too naive and almost got fooled by the psychiatric patients.
The nurse said, "Doctor, after the examination, I feel that he can be discharged now."
The doctor glanced at the nurse. "That's a bit too fast. We can't rush things. We need to follow the procedure. Let's move on to the next ward."
From beginning to end, they ignored Lin Fan and Old Zhang.
Both were VIP clients of Huatian Hospital, so everyone knew them. They could only fool new doctors and nurses, but to be honest, new staff rarely encountered such high-level clients.
The director and the head doctors were responsible for them.
They weren't even qualified to be in charge.
These matters were kept secret. If ordinary patients' families found out, there would definitely be a commotion. Why should a psychiatric patient receive the care of the director, specialists, and head doctors? Were they human and the others not? Moreover, they were more normal than the psychiatric patients.
If a reporter were to find out, the situation would be even more troublesome. The headline was already formulated:
[Huatian Hospital Deploys Top-Level Expert Team for Psychiatric Patients]
This headline alone could definitely stir up public opinion and create conflict between the mentally ill and normal people.
The doctor and nurses left.
"They don't believe me. My acupuncture skills are really amazing. I haven't even used my painstakingly created Cosmic Circulation Technique yet." Old Zhang felt very dejected. The doubts of others had a significant impact on him.
Lin Fan put his arm around Old Zhang's shoulder, letting his head rest on his shoulder. "Don't be sad, at least I will always believe in you."
Zhang Hongmin was deeply moved. Such friendship was something many people longed for but couldn't attain. However, as he watched... he realized something wasn't quite right. It felt like they were...
Holy crap!
How terrifying.
"Yes, as long as you believe in me, that's enough." Old Zhang's mood improved considerably. The distrust of others was only a temporary setback for him, but Lin Fan's trust was a constant source of praise, making him feel happy every day.
Just as One-Eyed Man had predicted...
Jin He Li was a woman who wouldn't give up until she got to the bottom of things. Her willpower and fighting spirit were unmatched. Once she set her mind on something, she would see it through, no matter what.
She personally came to the hospital.
She went to the information desk and asked the nurse about the patients. She only knew their names were Lin Fan and Old Zhang. The answer she received was simple and straightforward: they didn't know.
She looked at the nurse, whose eyes didn't seem to be lying.
Then, using her authority as a special department leader, she had the hospital produce the hospitalization records. She carefully examined them and finally found the information section. After a single glance, she stopped reading.
"Your speed is still as impressive as ever."
Jin He Li worked with information and data. She could tell with a few glances whether any data had problems. When the complete information appeared before her, she knew it was fake.
The more One-Eyed Man tried to hide things...
The more curious she became.
One-Eyed Man wanted to curse. She was really bored. With so much going on, was it necessary to investigate the information of two members?
Did she really want to know that they were psychiatric patients?
What a pain in the ass.
Jin He Li wouldn't waste too much time here. Since they were prepared, she wouldn't get any useful data.
This was going to be a long battle.
National Special Department Headquarters.
Conference table meeting.
The atmosphere in the ancient meeting room was oppressive. The female staff member serving tea and water was trembling. If one didn't consider the environment, they might think it was due to the intense battle last night.
In reality, she was overwhelmed by the atmosphere.
Twelve people sat around the long table.
They were serious and didn't speak, making the meeting room very quiet, without a single sound. Outside the conference table, there were rows of people, all looking at each other, confused about the current situation.
They were notified to attend the meeting, but there was no agenda. They just sat there, waiting quietly.
Some people whispered to each other.
"Why are we called here for a meeting with such fanfare? What's going on?"
"Who knows? I was getting intimate with my wife at home when I was dragged here."
"You're lucky. I was halfway there."
"That's rough."
"Yeah."
Their voices were as soft as mosquitoes buzzing.
A moment later...
The elder sitting at the head of the table slowly spoke, "The Demon God appeared in Yanhai City some time ago. You all know about this. Wherever the Demon God appears, whether the city is destroyed or survives, the final result is the same. The current proposal is to abandon Yanhai City and evacuate all citizens."
"Or, we could dispatch more powerful individuals to be stationed in Yanhai City."
"My suggestion is to dispatch powerful individuals to Yanhai City. I want to hear your opinions."
The elder looked around.
Someone was just about to speak when the elder interrupted him.
"I know you all respect my decisions, so there's no need for discussion. What we should be discussing now is who is willing to be stationed in Yanhai City?"
The person who wanted to speak muttered:
"Such a dog move."
"Who said that?" The elder's gaze fixed on the person who had just muttered. Don't think that just because he was old, his ears were deaf. He heard everything clearer than anyone.
The person who muttered lowered his head and didn't say a word. His ears were too sharp; he could even hear that.
"Dad, I'll go."
In the quiet atmosphere, someone broke the silence. Everyone turned to look.
A young man adjusted his stylish pompadour. Seeing so many people looking at him, he stood up and smiled.
"Since Yanhai City is so dangerous, naturally, only I can suppress the situation. To put it bluntly, who else but me..."
Slap!
Just as he finished this sentence...
The elder picked up his cloth shoe and smacked it against the young man's face, leaving a shoe print. The young man stuck out his tongue and fainted.
"Continue the meeting, ignore the fool." The elder said.
Everyone at the scene looked at each other.
How could he be so cunning? His son volunteering was perfect. By rejecting a young man's ambition like that, it was clearly not a good choice.
The elder was very angry.
He had this last son in his old age; his other sons had all died in battle. Before, he hadn't felt anything; dying to protect their home was honorable.
But now, if this youngest, foolish son died...
No one would burn paper money for him anymore.