Chapter 111: The Admiration of the Beautiful Doctor

"Hello, Director Li? The patient's blood vessel has ruptured... his life is hanging by a thread... how much longer until you arrive?"

"Traffic? Another half hour? It’s over... the patient is going to die on the operating table... Gu Yun still lacks experience... at least the family signed the consent forms, so the hospital won't be held liable..."

...

Hearing the male doctor’s words, the middle-aged woman’s face turned pale. Zhang Xiaofan had naturally heard it too, but he had no intention of intervening. He pulled Chen Yuanyuan, intending to leave; he was no saint, and he wasn't about to get involved in a thankless task.

Just then, the middle-aged woman suddenly ran over, pleading urgently, "Young man, please, I beg you, go in and take a look at my father. Here is my business card. I am Ye Nan, the eldest daughter of the Ye family from the capital. Regardless of whether you can save him or not, the Ye family will owe you a favor."

Zhang Xiaofan stopped in his tracks. The Ye family of the capital—wasn't that the family he had read about online? The Ye family was a renowned antique dynasty, and the news about the half of the Yin-Yang Fish pendant had originated from them.

"My father and I were visiting Jinghai. Just now, on the way back to the hotel, he suffered a sudden heart attack. If you have the ability, I implore you to save my father," the woman said, her voice trembling with emotion.

"I can intervene, but your Ye family must agree to one condition," Zhang Xiaofan said after a moment’s pause.

"Tell me, whatever the condition is, as long as the Ye family can fulfill it, I promise you," Ye Nan replied excitedly. Listening to his tone, she felt a glimmer of hope.

Meanwhile, the male doctor nearby and the nurses outside the operating room wore expressions of mockery. The lead surgeon for heart disease cases always possessed vast experience, and experts in cardiac surgery were rare gems.

How could someone this young possibly be a cardiac surgeon? Forget about leading the surgery; he’d likely be bewildered just looking at the complex web of vessels around the heart. Even Gu Yun, who specialized in cardiology, had accidentally nicked a vessel, causing uncontrollable bleeding. They figured that even if Director Li, the hospital's top cardiac authority, arrived now, he would be helpless.

Zhang Xiaofan ignored their attitudes. He looked at Ye Nan and said, "Let me see if I can treat him first. If I succeed, we will discuss the condition."

"Good, then I leave it to you," Ye Nan said, her hope growing stronger as she looked at Zhang Xiaofan’s confident expression.

Zhang Xiaofan nodded. If he could obtain more information regarding the Yin-Yang Fish stone, this effort would be worth it.

He moved to enter the operating room, but the male doctor blocked his path. "You aren't a doctor at this hospital. You cannot enter."

Zhang Xiaofan gave him a cold, indifferent look. "At a time like this, you’re still spouting such nonsense? Tell me, are you just going to stand here and wait for the patient to die? Is that how you practice medicine?"

"I... I didn't mean that. Dr. Gu is a professional, and even she failed. What makes you think you can succeed?" the man stammered, feeling a sudden shiver of dread under Zhang Xiaofan's gaze.

"I am who I am. Can she compare to me—someone who can't even keep her hands from shaking while stitching?" Zhang Xiaofan said with a faint smile. "Step aside." As he spoke, he gave the man a light push. The doctor felt his body move involuntarily to the side, and to his horror, he found he was completely unable to move. He could only watch with wide eyes as Zhang Xiaofan entered the operating room.

"That was... acupoint sealing?" Ye Nan, as the eldest daughter of a family famous for the antique trade, had a certain level of discernment. This simple display changed her perception of Zhang Xiaofan significantly. This young man was truly extraordinary; perhaps her father really did have a chance.

Inside the operating room, the scene was chaotic. The cold, aloof beauty, Gu Yun, was standing frozen with a scalpel in her hand... and she was crying.

"I’m not fit to be a doctor... my mistake has directly led to the patient’s death," Gu Yun lamented in deep self-reproach, while the nurses were desperately trying to stem the bleeding.

"Dr. Gu, please, think of something! If this continues, the patient will surely die. His heart is about to stop beating entirely," a nurse warned. Gu Yun only shook her head; she didn't dare make another incision. Her hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"Let me take over," a calm voice interrupted. Zhang Xiaofan walked in and arrived at Gu Yun’s side.

"Who are you? Get out! This is an operating room. Can you bear the consequences if something goes wrong?" the nurse demanded.

"Is that so? In my opinion, you’ve already killed him," Zhang Xiaofan said coolly. He walked to the patient’s side and added, "Move."

Hearing his voice, Gu Yun instinctively stepped aside without even looking. His words seemed to trigger a subconscious sense of trust.

Looking at Gu Yun’s "masterpiece," Zhang Xiaofan shook his head in frustration. *With this level of skill, why take the risk of performing the lead surgery? What was the point?* The situation was now much more complicated.

He took out his case of silver needles. His expression turned solemn. Even though he was injured, his movements were swift. The nurse tried to stop him, but she was stunned as she watched the needles being placed with incredible speed. Moments later, the bleeding, which they had been unable to control, finally stopped.

On the monitor, the patient’s heart appeared to have stopped, but Zhang Xiaofan knew it was still flickering.

"Scalpel," Zhang Xiaofan said in a low voice.

The nurse, dazed, instinctively handed it to him. Zhang Xiaofan took the scalpel and made a single, decisive cut.

The blood-red heart was exposed. Not a single surrounding vessel had been nicked; the precision was absolute. The nurse’s eyes lit up at the sight of that single, flawless incision. Even Director Li couldn't achieve such accuracy, and the speed was unreal. They had watched Director Li perform similar procedures; he would have taken at least five minutes.

Under their increasingly shocked gazes, the scalpel in Zhang Xiaofan’s hand seemed to blur, and slowly, the heart began to beat again.

Hearing the rhythm return on the monitor, Gu Yun snapped out of her stupor. She saw the man covered in blood and realized it was the same person from outside. *How was he here?* But seeing his skilled, rapid movements, shock filled her eyes. *He... he really has such medical prowess?* He was far superior to her. If she had let him handle it from the start, this disaster wouldn't have happened.

Seeing the silver needles on the patient, her shock deepened. *He knows Traditional Chinese Medicine? And his Western surgical skills are this refined?* Her own medical knowledge felt like nothing compared to his.

Seeing the beads of sweat on Zhang Xiaofan’s forehead, Gu Yun stepped forward and gently wiped them away.

Although the heartbeat had returned, the surgery wasn't over. The culprit was a piece of debris lodged within the complex web of vessels, obstructing blood flow. Removing it was immensely difficult, yet Zhang Xiaofan broke it down piece by piece—picking, cutting, and repeating the process. Every cut was accurate; the tip of the blade was only half a millimeter from the vessels, yet he controlled it with perfect precision.

Gu Yun watched in awe. Even the most authoritative experts she had ever met could not match this.

After twenty minutes, Zhang Xiaofan stopped. The medical tray was filled with tiny fragments of tissue, each no larger than a needle tip. The level of control required was unimaginable.

"It’s done. I believe you know how to repair the vessels you nicked, right? That shouldn't be too difficult?" Zhang Xiaofan said softly, looking at Gu Yun.