Chapter 10 Look Down on

"How is this possible... Am I wrong?" asked Director Zhu with a sneer, continuing, "If this young Ruguo causes the patient to die, who will be responsible?"

"I treat the patients and I naturally take responsibility!" Liu Wentian frowned at Director Zhu and said, "On the other hand, you, as a doctor, only think about shirking responsibility. A doctor who dares not take responsibility doesn't deserve to treat anyone."

"You little brat, what right do you have to talk to me like this!" Director Zhu roared. Usually, in the hospital, he intimidated and wielded power; no one dared to provoke him. This fellow in cheap clothes, daring to look down on him.

Full of hatred, he said, "Fine, if you want to treat, then treat; you were called by Sheng Qianmei, so naturally, she will be the one to take responsibility when something goes wrong!"

He didn't bother to beat around the bush anymore and directly pinned the responsibility on Sheng Qianmei.

Liu Wentian didn't want to waste words with this man and started to check Yan Tianpeng's pulse.

After several seconds, he released his hand, his face expressionless from start to finish.

Even Yan Tianpeng looked tense at that moment; the next words from Liu Wentian might decide his fate.

Seeing Liu Wentian release his hand, Sheng Qianmei anxiously asked, "How is it? Can you treat him?"

Including Director Zhu, everyone held their breath waiting for Liu Wentian to speak.

Liu Wentian nodded and said, "Don't worry, I can treat him!"

Sheng Qianmei cried out in delight, "That's wonderful, wonderful! You scared me to death!"

She was indeed very nervous. If it became known that someone's condition worsened or even died in the hospital after taking the medicine she prescribed, then her career as a doctor would be over.

"Uh... don't get too excited, can you... let go of me..."

"Ah!" Upon hearing Liu Wentian's words, Sheng Qianmei immediately let go, looking somewhat embarrassed.

Liu Wentian, facing Yan Tianpeng who was all smiles, said, "I'll give you a push."

Yan Tianpeng, puzzled, asked, "Push? Don't I need medicine?"

Liu Wentian said, "No need for prescriptions; just buy some supplements to strengthen yourself when you get back. Your body is a bit weak now."

Hearing this, Director Zhu huffed disdainfully and said, "Young man, don't pretend to know what you don't. Do you understand how bad Mr. Yan's condition is now? You mean to say a push will cure him? Do you think you are an Immortal?"

"Why don't you try?" Liu Wentian said coldly.

"I..." just as Director Zhu was about to mock further, Gang Jie, standing by, rushed forward and slapped him hard across the face, "You fat pig, if you keep blabbering I will kill you right now!" Then he backhanded him another slap.

Director Zhu, dizzy and his face swelling like a melon, didn't dare to speak anymore, only glaring resentfully at Liu Wentian.

Yan Tianpeng, no longer asking questions, stripped off his shirt and revealed his upper body, lying on the bed. His body bore numerous scars, and compared to the terror on the faces of Director Zhu and Sheng Qianmei at the sight of these scars, Liu Wentian's expression remained unchanged.

Seeing this, Yan Tianpeng was even more convinced that Liu Wentian was no ordinary person.

Next, Liu Wentian placed his hands on Yan Tianpeng's upper body and started to push, and Yan Tianpeng felt as though a scorching breath was moving within him.

Before long, he was sweating profusely... Yan Tianpeng felt his body getting lighter and more comfortable by the moment.

"It's done," Liu Wentian said after several minutes, stopping his hands.

Everyone else in the hospital room was already stunned by then.

What kind of medical technique was this? How could it show such miraculous effects? Could it be what they call a revolutionary skill?

The group felt somewhat perplexed and alarmed. Sheng Qianmei looked at Liu Wentian with eyes so bright it was frightening, as if she wanted to devour him. Director Zhu, on the other hand, had the ugly expression of someone who had eaten excrement.

Yan Tianpeng got up and moved his body, feeling a bit weak but the unpleasant sensation was completely gone. He couldn't help exclaiming, "It's better?? It's really better! My body feels so much better now!! Haha, young man, you truly are a miracle-working doctor! Incredible!"

He kept thanking Liu Wentian incessantly.

A man in his mid-fifties with slightly purple temples hurried in from the door.

Upon seeing him, Yan Tianpeng frowned and sneered, "Director Song, you've arrived quite promptly! If it weren't for this young man here, you might have just made it in time for my funeral!"

The man who walked in was the director of this hospital, Director Song. Hearing Yan Tianpeng's sneer made his heart skip a beat. He knew very well that those who crossed Mr. Yan never ended well.

Director Song hurriedly said, "Mr. Yan, I'm truly sorry. I came as soon as I got the call, but there was some traffic on the way, so I was a bit late."

As he spoke, he looked at Yan Tianpeng curiously.

What on earth had happened? When Director Zhu called earlier, didn't he say that Sheng Qianmei's incorrect prescription had exacerbated Mr. Yan's condition, and that it was beyond saving? Now it seemed that aside from a purplish complexion, he appeared to have no other symptoms.

He looked questioningly at Director Zhu.

At this moment, Director Zhu was extremely awkward. He had not expected Liu Wentian to actually cure the man.

But being thick-skinned, upon seeing the director looking his way, he smiled and said, "Director Song, Mr. Yan was critically ill just now, thankfully I was here. And hey, he just got cured!"

But he conveniently omitted who was to blame and who had cured the patient.

However, Yan Tianpeng knew all too well the scheming nature of such people, having seen much of it throughout his life. Director Zhu's ulterior motives were clear to him.

Given his status, he typically would not bother with these things, but now he was interested in making a connection with Liu Wentian, so he spoke in a sarcastic tone, "Director Song, it is said that when the upper beam is not straight, the lower beam will be crooked. If your hospital has such a shameless director, if you don't handle this properly, I really have to doubt your character."

"Oh? What do you mean by that, Mr. Yan?"

Director Song was confused, but seeing Director Zhu turning a ghastly purple, he guessed some of it.

Turning to Sheng Qianmei, he asked sternly, "Dr. Sheng, tell me, what exactly happened? Didn't Director Zhu say that Mr. Yan's condition worsened because you prescribed the wrong medication?"

Listening to this, Sheng Qianmei felt even more outraged and thus recounted the events briefly to Director Song.

After listening, Director Song glared fiercely at Director Zhu, and then looked at Liu Wentian with astonishment. He hadn't expected this ordinary-looking young man to possess such skills.

He warmly said to Liu Wentian, "Young man, I am truly grateful for what you've done. If it weren't for you, the outcome would have been unthinkable. On behalf of the entire hospital, thank you! I don't know which prestigious university you graduated from, or if you are the disciple of some famous doctor, but would you be interested in working at our hospital?"

Liu Wentian shook his head and said, "Not interested."

Upon hearing Liu Wentian's response, Sheng Qianmei felt a sudden wave of disappointment.

Director Song nodded, not insisting further, then sternly turned to Director Zhu and said, "Director Zhu, if you have nothing to object to Dr. Sheng's explanation, then starting tomorrow you will be transferred to the dispensary. It's quieter there, suitable for retirement."

Director Zhu's face instantly drained of all color. He was just over forty, nowhere near needing retirement, and he had aspired to rise to the position of director in the future!

However, he dared not speak further, feeling as if all strength had been sapped from his body. He knew he had truly fallen this time, never to rise again.

But who could have imagined that such an ordinary-looking young man would possess such miraculous medical skills?

If only he had known how capable this man was, he might have let him treat Yan Tianpeng from the beginning, possibly earning Mr. Yan's favor!