Chapter 4: The Divine Medical Skills_1

Gu Qingya was also a doctor, but when it came to her daughter's illness, she too was helpless and had no choice but to leave her own hospital to seek medical help here. She never expected Yang Yi to impress her so much.

Now that Yang Yiyi had recovered and was discharged from the hospital, this matter was finally put to rest, and Gu Qingya could finally return to her post with peace of mind.

One month later, at Jianghuai Hospital.

"I'm telling you, if anything happens to my husband, don't even think about keeping this hospital running!"

A well-dressed young matron descended from the second floor.

Accompanying her was her chauffeur.

The chauffeur was on the phone, and from the tone of his voice, it seemed like he was calling someone to make trouble.

"Mrs. He, please don't get angry yet, what's the matter?" Zhang Ting hurried over to greet her.

This He Chunlan was the wife of a local tycoon. When the tycoon had heart discomfort three days ago, Zhang Ting introduced her to her daughter's hospital.

They certainly didn't earn a small amount of money these past three days, but the condition was really not something a small hospital could treat.

It was greed.

Now, hearing He Chunlan's words, it was false to say that Zhang Ting wasn't panicked.

"What happened? Your daughter told me to brace myself! Zhang Ting, I came here because you promised me results. But instead of getting better, the condition has worsened. If there's no explanation today, you and your family better get ready for jail!"

Jail?

Upon hearing this.

Zhang Ting immediately became anxious.

Her son-in-law Yang Yi was doing odd jobs on the side, his gaze flickering.

"Yang Yi, come here!"

Yang Yi was called over by Zhang Ting and pulled aside into a corner.

"Yang Yi, when you and Qingya got together three years ago, you had neither money nor family; it was I who took you in and even paid for your marriage. I also provided the money for the baby, didn't I?"

At the time, Yang Yi was penniless and he and his wife Qingya, deeply in love, had no choice but to marry into her family.

But in these three years, Yang Yi had been hardworking and uncomplaining; even if he had no achievements, he certainly had put in the effort!

Facing the mockery and targeting from his mother-in-law and the people around, he never once complained!

"Now there's trouble in the hospital, and it's possible that all of us in the Gu family might end up in jail!"

Zhang Ting looked at Yang Yi seriously and said, "I want you to take the blame, to admit that you were responsible for all of this."

Yang Yi was stunned.

Zhang Ting wanted him to take all the responsibility upon himself; although the hospital's reputation would undoubtedly suffer, it would at least spare the Gu family from a lot of trouble.

Yang Yi clenched his fists tightly, unwilling to say, "Why should I? This clearly has nothing to do with me ..."

He knew that after receiving the patient, his wife Gu Qingya had suggested transferring to another hospital. But Zhang Ting, out of greed, insisted on treating for a few more days—after all, it was about a hundred thousand each day for medical expenses.

But just three days later, they were facing consequences.

The patient's condition was now critical, and he might not make it through.

But why should all this fall on his head?

However, before he could finish, Zhang Ting angrily interrupted.

"It has nothing to do with you, is that it? If you weren't so useless, if you weren't so poor, would Qingya need to suffer through surgery? Would I have been tempted by this money?"

"I'm telling you! If you don't take the blame today, then get ready for a divorce and watch Yiyi call someone else daddy!"

The mother-in-law's intentions were clear.

Yang Yi's fists, clenched tight, involuntarily loosened, and his eyes reddened.

"I... understand."

Even if he didn't want to admit it, the world was just that harsh.

Without money, he meant nothing! His mother-in-law had never treated him as part of the Gu family!

"Good."

Zhang Ting breathed a sigh of relief.

At least even if trouble struck, the family would be spared the disaster of prison.

As for Yang Yi, she didn't care about him in the least; if he went to prison, it would be the perfect opportunity to find a wealthy and desirable son-in-law for her precious daughter!

"I'll go to the operating room now."

Yang Yi resolutely walked toward the operating room.

A month ago, he had received a mysterious inheritance, but with his daughter's recovery, Yang Yi was reluctant to reveal too much.

Gu Qingya had arranged for him to have a nominal position in the hospital, mainly for convenience, so he had time to take care of mother and daughter.

At this moment, the lights in the operating room were brightly lit, and no non-essential personnel were allowed to enter. However, the operating room had three passages, two of which were for equipment and nurses to come and go.

The time had come.

Gu Qingya, dressed in white, was engaged in resuscitative efforts, persisting even when everyone else had given up.

"Honey, you're tired, it's my turn."

Yang Yi took the scalpel from Gu Qingya's hand.

The patient was almost gone.

"Yang Yi, what are you doing? Give it back to me!"

"Help Director Gu out..."

He ignored Gu Qingya's roar.

Yang Yi looked calmly at the patient, holding the scalpel motionless. At that moment, a nurse came in and pulled Gu Qingya out.

Gu Qingya could only watch as Yang Yi's figure receded into the distance.

She seemed to have guessed what Yang Yi was about to do.

Yang Yi searched his mind for a treatment plan.

"Ghost Gate's Seven Needles, Yin and Yang Rebalancing Technique"

Any given medical technique could have easily resolved the issue at hand.

Soon, Yang Yi employed his needling skills.

A mouthful of dark blood spat onto the hospital bed marked the source of the ailment!

"Where am I?"

The tycoon's face was purplish, his breath weak, but as the dark blood was expelled, his complexion gradually reddened.

"Jianghuai Hospital, she is the director of the hospital, Gu Qingya." Yang Yi, sweating on his forehead, spoke softly.

"So it was Doctor Gu who saved me."

The patient could now speak, and obviously, Yang Yi had indeed pulled him back from the brink of death.

The patient looked angrily at Yang Yi: "What about that wicked woman?"

"Wicked woman?"

Was it He Chunlan who had caused trouble earlier?

"My name is Chen Daoming, chairman of Daoming Group. I felt unwell when I woke up this morning, but that evil woman sent me here."

"She knew that the medical skills at Jianghuai Hospital were subpar, sending me here ensured my death so she could inherit my fortune!"

Hearing this, everyone was taken aback, as the truth of the matter was thus revealed.

Gu Qingya wanted to explain.

But Yang Yi timely silenced her.

He had already intended to give all the credit to Gu Qingya, and even if he had wanted to admit it, the whole hospital would not have believed it.

He Chunlan was soon taken away by the police who arrived.

Before being transferred to a major hospital, Chen Daoming also reported the incident to the journalists who arrived, attributing his safety to Director Gu's miraculous medical skills.

Gu Qingya looked at the figure of Yang Yi sweeping in the corner, her expression complex.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

After sweeping the hospital corridor clean, Yang Yi went to the parking lot and started the black Mercedes-Benz parked there.

It was his wife, Gu Qingya's car.

Usually, Yang Yi's only mode of transportation was an electric scooter, but at three in the afternoon, he was allowed to drive a nice car.

He soon arrived at the gate of an aristocratic kindergarten.

The security guard at the entrance hurriedly shouted inside: "Gu Yiyi, your chauffeur has come to pick you up."

Yes.

Chauffeur!

Outside the house, Yang Yi's role was the daughter's chauffeur, and at home, he was the servant.

Once, unable to hold back, Yang Yi had patted his daughter's head, asking her to call him "Dad," but when his mother-in-law found out, she starved him for three whole days.

Watching the cute lolita with two braids bouncing towards him.

Yang Yi revealed a rare smile.

This was the happiest moment of his day, and the reason he could endure three years of humiliation.