Dean Chen and the surrounding doctors turned pale. Dean Chen quickly explained, "Miss, don't talk nonsense. I've already told you, this surgery is completely safe. Come with us to the operating room."
The family members around them were confused. They would glance at Dean Chen, then at the girl, who was trembling with fear. Several family members now noticed that a large dark red patch was visible at the girl's chest, through the surgical sheet — it was blood.
Who is lying here? Was the kidney transplant turned into a heart surgery? Is that even possible? If so, the family members' eyes on the dean became full of suspicion.
Gu Qin stared at Dean Chen, her heart full of hatred. If this were her own body, the dean would have already crumbled, but now that she had taken over this fragile girl's body, she had no cultivation, no martial arts, and was too weak to defend herself. She could only use this girl's weakest side to seek help.
"They really told me it was a kidney transplant," Gu Qin trembled, her lips pale. "Look..." She gritted her teeth and exposed her shoulder slightly, showing the scar near her left atrium. It was a sharp, clean cut, likely made with a surgical knife that was quickly withdrawn. There were traces of purple antiseptic still visible around the wound.
Gu Qin clenched her fist and punched the area near her left atrium, "Look, my heart is fine."
Many family members changed their expressions. They were all relatives of heart disease patients and knew that a heart patient couldn't endure any rough movements or strain. Let alone hitting their chest like that. Could this girl be telling the truth? Was there nothing wrong with her heart, and yet the dean insisted on operating? Wait, she mentioned a kidney donation earlier? Could the hospital have lied to her? Was it actually a heart donation surgery? But hearts could only be donated after someone becomes a brain-dead vegetative state. Could the hospital have gotten so bold as to deceive a living person into donating their heart?
Gu Qin's eyes turned red, and she covered her face, muttering, "Dad clearly told me it was a kidney transplant, that his friend's child had kidney failure and needed a kidney. He said the compatibility test was successful and convinced me to donate a kidney, saying it wouldn't be a problem to lose one. But now, why did he lie to me? It's clearly a heart surgery, but is it a kidney transplant or a heart transplant? But I only have one heart, and if I donate it, I'll die…"
Several family members gasped. Could it be that this girl's father was colluding with the hospital?
Dean Chen's face turned red. "You... stop talking nonsense! Your heart clearly has a problem!"
Gu Qin suddenly raised her head. "Are you really sure my heart is problematic? Should I prove it with an examination? Will you finally admit that you were planning to take my heart once it's confirmed that my heart is fine?"
"You ungrateful girl!" Dean Chen's forehead bulged with veins.
Gu Qin scanned the crowd and noticed a young man sneaking at the back, holding up his phone. Her expression shifted slightly as she memorized his face. She looked back at Dean Chen. "Fine, I'll ask you one last time. Are you really sure my heart is problematic?"
Dean Chen saw that her tone had softened and nodded. He spoke with a heavy heart, "Miss, your heart truly has a problem. Please come with me to the operating room. I have another surgery in the afternoon. We can't delay."
Gu Qin slowly stood up, clutching the sheet. "Since you won't admit it, I won't say anything more. You insist I have heart issues, but I don't want to go into the operating room now. I know that once I go, I won't survive. I want to see my family. Don't stop me. I believe the decision to have surgery or not should be made by the patient, right?"
Dean Chen was completely flustered now.
Gu Qin's body was still very weak. The small amount of energy she had left only supported her for a little while. She slowly walked toward the end of the corridor, remembering that there should be something called an elevator there. If she could get to the elevator, she could leave this place called a hospital.
Dean Chen's face turned red, and he didn't know what to do. Dragging the girl into the operating room in front of so many people would imply that they had other intentions for her. The family members were all unsure whom to trust. Only a middle-aged woman, around forty, who had a daughter about the same age as this girl, recalled that her daughter had heart problems. Her heart softened, and she quickly took off her coat and handed it to Gu Qin. "Miss, please put this on. Everything can be sorted out."
"Thank you, Auntie. You'll be blessed," Gu Qin said with a smile.
The woman paused for a moment, feeling strange. How did the girl know she had a daughter and that her daughter was sick? However, the words were pleasant to hear. "I hope your words come true. Thank you."
Gu Qin didn't say more and took the clothes, walking step by step toward the elevator. Dean Chen and the doctors were pale, exchanging looks, not knowing what to do.
Dean Chen turned with a grim face and returned to the operating room. The doctors followed him. The operating room door was closed, blocking the family members' suspicious gazes.
"Fools, a bunch of idiots! Even a little girl can't be stopped!" Dean Chen scolded angrily. His usual polite demeanor had completely vanished. "What are you standing around for? Hurry up and go to the next operating room to notify the doctors! Tell them there's a problem here. Stop the heart transplant surgery!"
The doctors rushed off to the next operating room, while Dean Chen paced anxiously, "Quick! Go notify the security at the front and back doors. Tell them to find a way to stop that girl! No matter what method, we must prevent her from leaving."
Gu Qin arrived at the elevator, saw a restroom sign nearby, and hesitated for a moment. She knew that the restroom was the bathroom, so she decided to change her clothes there.
Once inside the restroom, Gu Qin couldn't help but marvel. Though she had known about the layout from memory, it still surprised her to see it firsthand. The clean, white tiles, the individual restroom stalls with no foul odors, and the water closet that could flush waste away instantly.
Gu Qin didn't use the restroom. She just changed her clothes. She put on a gray zip-up jacket with a sport design. The blood around her left atrium had mostly dried up, though there were still some stains. She didn't have time to clean up. Her body was underdeveloped for her age, and her chest was flat, so the jacket didn't reveal much, hanging loosely on her.
She wore hospital pants on the bottom, as she had been pushed into the operating room directly from her bed. She had no shoes on her feet.
Gu Qin didn't care. After putting on the clothes, she walked out of the restroom, pressed the elevator button, and waited a while before the elevator finally arrived. It was already crowded with over ten people, making the space cramped and stuffy.
Gu Qin's face paled slightly. She wasn't used to riding in an elevator; it was hard to breathe and her head felt dizzy.
Finally, when the elevator reached the first floor, Gu Qin followed the crowd out into the lobby, which had marble flooring that was polished to a shine. It was so clean that you could see your reflection. Her mind was still a bit foggy. She wandered outside, arriving at the open space in front of the heart department. She stared at the tall, modern buildings surrounding her — a world completely different from her previous one, and it stunned her.
She was lost. She had once been a revered geomancer in an ancient era, admired by millions, even having golden statues erected in her honor. Yet, that didn't help her against the will of fate.
In her past life, she was an orphan, raised by a master who taught her the art of geomancy.
Geomancy consisted of five branches: Mountain, Medicine, Fate, Divination, and Physiognomy.
The art of Mountain was about cultivating and refining one's spirit and body through meditation, martial arts, and other practices.
Medicine was about treating illnesses through prescriptions, acupuncture, and other spiritual healing methods.
Fate was about predicting the natural laws and cycles of life to guide people away from disaster and towards good fortune.
Divination included fortune-telling, selecting auspicious times, and calculating political and historical events.
Physiognomy included interpreting human and family features, as well as studying the feng shui of graves and homes.
The most important of these was Mountain. Without practicing the art of connecting with the energies of the universe, the other branches could not be truly mastered. If one couldn't cultivate enough, they would be a half-baked practitioner.
A geomancer's life was often filled with misfortune. Despite being able to understand the flow of energy and predict the future, their personal fate was usually riddled with flaws and hardships.
Her master died from natural disasters or accidents, and in the end, she inherited his teachings. She became revered by millions, but ultimately, she too fell victim to the same fate.
So now, she was here — a regular girl in this strange new era.
But was this girl really so ordinary? Gu Qin recalled the moment she had infused her energy into the girl's body earlier. The girl had never trained in martial arts, yet she could see the energy around her and even noticed the dark energy