Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 36 The Renowned Skills of the Ghost Doctor

Chapter 36: Chapter 36 The Renowned Skills of the Ghost Doctor

Xiao Chen’s brows furrowed, his icy gaze falling upon her. She dares to push his mother onto the operating table with only a thirty percent chance?

"Master Chen."

Feng Ye’s voice came from outside the door, where direct and collateral members of the Xiao Family were all waiting.

Seeing Feng Ye come in with an old man, everyone’s faces showed a peculiar expression.

Who was this old man?

Disguised as the Ghost Doctor, Yun Yue stood at the doorway, her aged eyes squinting into a slit, speaking indifferently, "I’ll do the surgery, and it will be one hundred percent successful."

The voice arose abruptly.

Xiao Yisha’s brows tightened, turning to look outside the door.

She had never seen this old man before, and he wasn’t from the Medical Organization; a folk doctor would be even less credible.

She spoke with disdain, "What an arrogant claim!"

His clothes were cheap, street vendor material; she didn’t care if he was old, she still wouldn’t spare him from her criticism.

A doctor who appeared out of nowhere, probably without even a medical license, dared to claim one hundred percent success?

On the operating table, no one dared make such a guarantee!

Yun Yue kept her left hand behind her back, her right hand holding a medical case, her cold gaze fixed on the woman in the bed.

Three seconds later, her voice was indifferent, "One day’s time."

Xiao Chen’s eyes flickered slightly, not understanding what she meant.

She walked into the room with her back straight and her stride steady, exuding confidence and composure.

His mother had been ill for many years. Authoritative doctors from the Medical Organization had come and gone from the Xiao Family, only managing to control her condition.

His reason for wanting to find the Ghost Doctor was to give it a try.

The severity of this bout of illness was something no one had anticipated.

Yun Yue squinted her eyes, speaking slowly and clearly, "Five hours of treatment, half a day to recover; if cured, the wound will need about half a month to heal completely, that should be enough."

Xiao Chen’s narrow eyes slightly narrowed.

Cured?

Xiao Yisha laughed out of exasperation, "So you’re saying you’re confident you can cure Aunt’s disease? Do you have a doctor’s certificate?"

Even the most authoritative doctors from the Medical Organization could only control Aunt’s condition - who would believe she could be cured?

Feng Ye also didn’t expect the Ghost Doctor to make such a grandiose claim.

To be honest, he had his doubts.

Aunt Jiang’s illness had been treated for so many years, and none of those reputable doctors dared to make such a claim.

"No." She was terse.

She hadn’t taken any exams.

"Big brother, did you hear that, she doesn’t even have a medical certificate, how can you dare let her treat Aunt?" Xiao Yisha was truly infuriated by Yun Yue.

Xiao Chen’s serious gaze fell upon Yun Yue’s confident and composed face, silent for three seconds.

"You, get out."

Xiao Yisha’s smile widened triumphantly, looking down at Yun Yue, "Did you hear that? Hurry up and leave, you can’t afford the responsibility of delaying the patient’s treatment!"

"It’s you who should get out," Xiao Chen said in a cool voice, his gaze sharp.

Xiao Yisha’s smile froze on her face, her eyes widening in disbelief, finding it hard to trust her own ears.

"Big brother, what are you thinking?! She doesn’t even have a medical certificate!" Xiao Yisha was incredulous.

He would rather trust a stranger than believe in her?

"Out," Xiao Chen said succinctly, with a hint of impatience.

She bit her lip, unwillingly glancing at Yun Yue, wanting to see how she’d explain to the Xiao Family if she ended up killing the patient!

Not to mention her, when the time came, the first to not let her off would be Xiao Chen!

Her eyes were cold, her smile enigmatic, "I hope you can still leave the Xiao Family alive today!"

After speaking, she walked out the room door with a cold expression.

"Why did you come out, Yisha?" Seeing her come out, Second Young Master Xiao approached anxiously. His expression was fretful, for he had never expected Jiang Qiong to collapse right in front of him, fainting away, which had instantly filled him with panic.

Especially seeing Xiao Chen return, his gaze sharp as a knife in its iciness, he felt that if Jiang Qiong died, he wouldn’t live long either.

Luckily, his daughter was a heart specialist from the Medical Organization, capable of treatment, and now seeing her come out made him even more anxious.

Xiao Yisha’s eyes were gloomy as she stared at the tightly closed door, livid with anger, "Big brother told me to leave, letting that old man who just came from God knows where to take over the surgery."

"He’s leading the surgery? This is absurd!" Second Young Master Xiao was stunned. Yisha was the youngest authority expert of the Medical Organization; how could they not let her lead the surgery and instead let an old man with graying hair, unknown to the world, perform it?

Was Xiao Chen out of his mind?

Upon further thought, he considered that perhaps this was a good thing.

That way, if Jiang Qiong died, they couldn’t blame him and Xiao Chen couldn’t hold him accountable.

After all, it was he who didn’t let his daughter treat her; they couldn’t blame them.

With Jiang Qiong gone, the position of the Xiao Family Master would certainly fall to him.

Second Young Master Xiao’s eyes narrowed into slits, filled with calculation.

Outside the room, everyone had their own divergent thoughts, each harboring their own schemes.

Yun Yue’s gaze fell upon the three doctors. She glanced at Xiao Chen, "I need three assistants."

"You three, help him out," Xiao Chen ordered sternly, hoping he hadn’t bet on the wrong horse.

They changed into sterile gowns, donned masks, and entered the operating room.

Though the three doctors were reluctant, Xiao Chen had ordered it, and they had to comply even if they did not wish to.

Inside the operating room.

Yun Yue already had the scalpel in hand, her eyes unnaturally composed.

She made the incision swiftly and decisively.

The three doctors had thought he was an amateur but were secretly shocked to find his technique skilled and proficient.

Hiss!

A jet of blood sprayed out, startling the three of them!

It was this blood vessel blocked by a clot that caused the myocardial infarction. Although they knew of it, they had only opted for conservative treatment.

Because this blood vessel was extremely delicate, the slightest tremor would result in the patient’s death on the operating table.

No one dared to be the lead surgeon.

He hadn’t even looked at the medical record, yet he found that vessel by sight alone.

That’s no mean feat!

"Watch the monitor; report the blood pressure and heart rate at all times."

"Scalpel, number three."

"Transfuse blood to the patient."

Before the three could recover, Yun Yue had already issued commands.

Blood sprayed on her face, but her eyes remained undisturbed, not even blinking.

"Wipe the sweat."

"Suture needle."

"Hemostat."

"Scissors."

Yun Yue worked swiftly, and the doctor handing over instruments was struggling to keep up with her moves.

A five-hour surgery, and she had completed it in three.

Yun Yue successfully sutured the incision, looked at the monitor, and saw that the patient’s condition was basically stable; now, they only needed to wait for her to wake up.

The three doctors watched the patient on the bed in astonishment, speechless.

The surgery was undeniably a success.

Flawless!

Indeed, her technique was skilled, her incisions precise, and her composure unwavering. Even Miss Xiao Yisha didn’t possess such skill and calm.

When blood had spurted out, they all panicked, but her eyes never flinched.

Stepping out of the operating room, Yun Yue removed her gloves and mask, her age-worn eyes tranquil and still.

"The surgery was successful; she should wake up by noon tomorrow and recover within half a month."

"I won’t bother listing the dietary restrictions and precautions."

She washed her hands, her back to them.

Xiao Chen’s pupils shrank slightly; Ghost Doctor’s reputation was well-deserved.

"Thank you," Xiao Chen finally relaxed his furrowed brow, the overwhelming chill that surrounded him gradually fading away.