Lord Yan, The Little Ancestor Has Fallen Off The Horse Again!
Chapter 416: Let Me Do It

Chapter 416: Chapter 416: Let Me Do It

Xiao Feng was still in the emergency room, and a group stood outside waiting solemnly.

The Dean and the Associate Dean, along with other directors, were tremblingly standing behind Xiao Chen.

Yun Yue sat in a chair, the chief of the dermatology department personally applying medicine to her. Being doctors, they could certainly tell whether the blood on Yun Yue was real or fake.

Aside from her wrist being grazed raw, the girl had no injuries on her body; the blood must have belonged to someone else.

With brows furrowed and a wild, cold demeanor, she was indescribably savage, her eyes tinged red, scaring everyone. And behind her, a pair of chilling, startling eyes fixated on her.

One couldn’t express how scared he was, fearing that if he hurt Yun Yue, Xiao Chen would drag him away.

Feng Ye was too anxious to sit still, pacing back and forth outside the operating room.

"Young Master Xiao, rest assured, Elder Song is inside; the person should be alright," the Dean hurriedly spoke, though he wasn’t very confident in his heart.

When the patient had arrived, they were on their last breath, almost bled dry, not to mention having multiple bone fractures and serious internal injuries. It was already a miracle they had lasted this long.

Elder Song was highly esteemed in the medical community, the leading expert in organ medicine, and quite skilled in other areas. If he couldn’t handle it, then no one could.

Xiao Chen’s lips were tightly pursed as he stared at the operating room’s door.

Jiang Qi arrived hurriedly with experimental drugs, the light from the operating room making his heart indescribably anxious.

It had been so long; could they still cure him?

"Experimental drugs, open the surgery door, let me in," Jiang Qi said, holding a black bag filled with priceless life-saving medications.

He didn’t know which ones would be needed, so he brought everything he could.

Upon hearing this, the Dean was shocked, glancing at the bulging bag in his hand. Had Young Master Jiang gone mad? If those forces knew he was flaunting such a large bag of experimental drugs, they’d undoubtedly come to rob him.

"The door to the operating room cannot be opened," Feng Ye said with a stern face, his voice slightly heavy.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qi punched the wall hard. Suddenly, the operating room’s door opened and everyone looked over; two people rushed forward to inquire.

"How is it?"

They all looked at Song Daisan, their hearts lifting with anticipation as Xiao Chen also walked over from the corner.

"Go in and say goodbye; he won’t last much longer," sighed Song Daisan, his head drooping and gently shaking, instantly extinguishing everyone’s hopes.

Feng Ye and Jiang Qi were both startled by this revelation, struggling to accept this truth.

"How is that possible, he only suffered... such minor injuries, is it blood loss? Take mine," Feng Ye said as he choked up, rolling up his sleeves to reveal his muscular, veiny arms.

Jiang Qi, equally unable to accept this reality, shoved the invaluable medicines into Song Daisan’s chest: "I also have experimental drugs, use these on him, you must save him!"

Song Daisan looked troubled: "Mr. Feng, Young Master Jiang, don’t make it difficult for me, it’s not that there’s completely no way to save him..."

Both men perked up, Feng Ye immediately spoke, "What is it? Whether it’s medicinal herbs or whatever, I’ll get it for you."

Song Daisan looked up at Xiao Chen standing behind him, his expression serious, "Ghost Doctor might be able to save him; his unique set of acupuncture techniques combined with his unique medication might work."

Most of the experimental drugs in Laboratory D were researched by Ghost Doctor, but in reality, after Ghost Doctor left Laboratory D, the number of drugs he developed decreased, and these drugs were all made following the original formulas.

After he left Laboratory D, he took all his notebooks with him; those contained formulas for life-saving medications, were extremely effective, and could even extend life. Once this information leaked, powers including the president of the United States wanted to win him over.

This was also the cause of the 613 incident.

No one wants to die if they can live; these experimental drugs had already broken the norm. If everyone used such experimental drugs, Earth would face a disaster.

This is also why these drugs have not been mass-produced.

Although no one knew whether Ghost Doctor had died in the 613 incident, recently there had been frequent claims of people using Ghost Doctor’s name, yet no one knew whether it was true or not.

He felt that the chances of Ghost Doctor being alive were slim; the 613 incident was the doing of the Underground Alliance, just like the Nan Family back then—no one survived, and it was unlikely anyone did.

He said this because he didn’t want to draw the fire toward himself.

The hopeful looks in their eyes instantly dissipated; Ghost Doctor was harder to find than rare and exotic medicines. Where could they possibly find the Ghost Doctor now? Even if they found him, whether he would agree to treat them was another matter.

"Master Chen," they looked toward Xiao Chen; he was the only one who could persuade Ghost Doctor.

He had successfully asked Ghost Doctor to treat patients twice before; he could certainly do it again.

As it was apparent from the previous two times, Ghost Doctor also had needs; as long as the stake was big and attractive enough, Ghost Doctor would definitely show up.

"I’ll do it," Yun Yue sat on the side; the doctor had just finished bandaging her hand with medicine, and she was standing nonchalantly.

Xiao Chen’s eyes darkly flickered, staring deeply at her. His thin lips parted slightly, his voice hoarse, "Can your hand manage?"

"It can," Yun Yue’s brows furrowed slightly, the corners of her lips lifting; he seemed to understand what she was saying.

"Alright, then you do it," Xiao Chen answered without a hint of hesitation.

No one present could understand their conversation.

Feng Ye and Jiang Qi were almost dying of anxiety, their voices heavy.

"Master Chen, did you even hear what Elder Song said?! Hurry and contact Black Alliance to find Ghost Doctor!" Feng Ye’s anxious voice was almost a shout.

Xiao Chen’s aloof gaze swept toward him, instantly feeling like a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head when he hastily forgot this man’s temperament.

"We need to wait a moment," Yun Yue glanced at the elevator; everyone was confused, not understanding what she was intending to do.

Half a minute later, the elevator doors opened, and Mo Fan stepped out in high heels, carrying Yun Yue’s black backpack.

"Here," Mo Fan handed the backpack to Yun Yue. Seeing that the operating room was already open and everyone’s faces looking grim, she chuckled awkwardly, "I’m not late, am I? Is that fool still alive?"

Everyone remained silent, Yun Yue’s white hands took the backpack, her voice relatively relaxed, "He’s hanging on by a thread."

Mo Fan responded, "Then it’s fine."

They weren’t talking about just a thread of breath; even if it were half a breath, given the right circumstances she could save a life.

"?!" Feng Ye glared at the woman; in such a critical situation she could still joke. People were dying, what did she mean by ’it’s fine’?

Being dead was what would qualify as "it’s fine?!"

Yun Yue looked at Song Daisan and briskly walked toward the operating room, pausing at the door, "Elder Song, come help."

Song Daisan cast an inquiring glance at Xiao Chen. Had Young Master Xiao gone mad?

His previous words meant to allow this girl to treat the patient.

"?!" Everyone present expressed incredulous looks on their faces, was she really going in to save Xiao Feng?

What a joke?!

Mo Fan removed her glasses and sat outside the operating room with crossed legs, calmly waiting.

Xiao Chen noticed Song Daisan’s gaze, gave a slight nod of his chin, confirming this was no joke nor an illusion; she was indeed going in to save someone.