The Invincible Supreme Medical God
Chapter 60 Does Saving Someone Need a Reason?

Chapter 60: Chapter 60 Does Saving Someone Need a Reason?

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"Dean Hong, what do you mean by this?" Xia Rou’s pretty face turned cold. "Before removing the silver needles, I clearly stated that any subsequent situations are not my responsibility. Dean Zhang can testify for me."

"That’s correct." Zhang Hongde stepped forward. "Doctor Xia has indeed done her utmost and should not bear any responsibility for this."

"Hmph!" Hong Fuquan’s face twisted as he sneered. "Responsibility or not, it’s not up to you or Zhang Hongde to decide. The efficacy of acupuncture in emergency clinical care is not backed by any current medical record. The patient’s critical condition now is most likely due to your reckless use of needles on him!"

"You’re slandering me!" Xia Rou was so furious she trembled all over.

Hong Fuquan let out a cold laugh. "Whether you call it slander or not, the court will decide when the time comes!"

"Hong Fuquan, you are shameless!" Zhang Hongde was infuriated and grew anxious.

Hong Fuquan wasn’t entirely wrong. If Li Junkai didn’t survive today, Xia Rou’s acupuncture would be difficult to justify as part of an acceptable medical practice in a potential malpractice investigation. If Hong Fuquan leveraged his connections to interfere, Xia Rou might very well be implicated, and clearing her name would be incredibly challenging.

"Enough!" Li Desheng roared angrily. "My son is teetering between life and death, and here you are blaming and shirking responsibility! If you don’t think of a way to save my son immediately, you won’t need to wait for a court ruling—I personally will make you pay with your lives today!"

Hong Fuquan and the other experts recoiled, their necks drawing back, afraid to retort. Yan Xiaobao stepped forward, casting a disdainful glance at Li Desheng. "Hey! If you want to hold them accountable, I don’t care. But don’t you dare threaten my Rourou, or I’ll make sure you ’die’ right now."

"Who the hell do you think you are—"

Li Desheng’s words were interrupted as Zhang Hongde quickly pulled him aside. "Mr. Li, calm down, calm down. There’s still hope. Divine Doctor Yan here possesses extraordinary skills—he might have a way to save Young Master Li."

"Really... truly?" Li Desheng cautiously glanced at Yan Xiaobao, visibly doubtful.

This was the second time he’d heard Zhang Hongde refer to this young man as "Divine Doctor." Though he couldn’t quite believe it, since Zhang Hongde, a dean of Fu’er Hospital, was reputable and wouldn’t make baseless claims, there may be something to this.

"Divine Doctor Yan..." Zhang Hongde spoke with great respect as he inquired, "Do you think Young Master Li can still be saved?"

Yan Xiaobao took a brief glance at the surgery table and nonchalantly replied, "Well, he isn’t dead yet, so obviously he can be saved."

"Really?" Zhang Hongde and Li Desheng were overjoyed, and Li’s wife beside the surgery table also slightly held back her sobs.

"Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and save him!" Hong Fuquan interjected hastily.

"Why should I save him?"

Yan Xiaobao’s remark left everyone stunned.

Does one need a reason to save someone?

Does one not need a reason?

Do they?

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Li Desheng was the first to recover, his tone urgent. "Divine Doctor Yan, whatever condition you have, just say it. As long as you save my son, I don’t care how much it costs or what you ask for, I will agree to anything!"

"I don’t want your money, nor do I care about your promises." Yan Xiaobao smiled jauntily and turned his gaze to Xia Rou. "I’ll save him if Rourou agrees to officially become my wife."

Li Desheng and his wife: "..."

Zhang Hongde: "..."

Hong Fuquan and the other experts: "..."

What kind of nonsense is this?

What’s the connection between saving Young Master Li and marrying Xia Rou?

While everyone stood dumbfounded, the patient monitor suddenly emitted a sharp, prolonged alarm.

"The patient’s heart has stopped!" The experts rushed forward to initiate resuscitation.

The ventilator, hyperbaric oxygen, defibrillator—they threw everything they had at it. Chaos ensued.

But for the patient to suffer cardiac arrest twice in such rapid succession, it indicated that the situation was dire beyond words. Conventional resuscitation efforts like CPR were losing their effectiveness.

Li Desheng, alarmed, cried out in desperation, "Divine Doctor Yan, there’s no time for games—save him now!"

"I’m not joking; I meant every word I said," Yan Xiaobao reiterated firmly. "If Rourou agrees to officially marry me, I’ll have your son revived in minutes."

A stopped heart—death could arrive at any second. Li Desheng couldn’t afford to question Yan Xiaobao’s bizarre condition. He immediately turned and pleaded with Xia Rou. "Doctor Xia, please... please agree to Divine Doctor Yan’s condition!"

"I..." Xia Rou hesitated, deeply torn as she struggled inwardly.

Zhang Hongde chimed in to persuade her. "Divine Doctor Yan is young and outstanding, his medical skills incomparable. His profound affection for you is obvious too—Doctor Xia, what is there to hesitate about?"

"Ah..." Xia Rou sighed deeply, utterly lost for words.

Honestly, becoming Yan Xiaobao’s wife wasn’t entirely a bad deal. But she’d never wanted to be one of his many "wives."

If it weren’t for those "Heavenly Sisters," "Xiao Wan," "Bingbing," "Tiantian," "Reserve Concubine"... she might have reluctantly agreed to it.

"CPR efforts failed. The patient may not have much time left..." Professor Huang frantically reported from the surgery table, sweat pouring down his face.

"Thud!" Li Desheng suddenly dropped to his knees in front of Xia Rou. "Doctor Xia, saving a life is better than building a seven-tier pagoda. I beg you, no matter what—please agree to Divine Doctor Yan’s condition and save my son!"

"I beg you!" Li’s wife rushed over to kneel beside her husband, crying and pleading. "Doctor Xia, save my son... he’s so young... you can’t just let him die right in front of us..."

"What are you still standing there for? If my son dies, you won’t leave alive either!" Li Desheng shouted at Hong Fuquan in anger.

Hong Fuquan had no choice but to kneel behind Li Desheng, bowing his head in remorseful silence.

"Ah..." Xia Rou gazed up at the heavens and let out a long sigh.

Her inherently kind nature made it impossible for her to act with cold indifference and let someone die. Perhaps this was a case of her personality dictating her fate...

"She nodded, she nodded! Divine Doctor Yan, Doctor Xia has agreed! Hurry, save my son!" Li Desheng rejoiced, vigorously shaking Yan Xiaobao’s arm.

"Rourou, my wife, amazing!" Yan Xiaobao leapt joyfully to Xia Rou. "You finally agreed—you’re officially my wife now. C’mon, give me a kiss!"

"No way!" Though Xia Rou had reluctantly nodded, it wasn’t an entirely willing decision, and she refused to kiss Yan Xiaobao in front of everyone.

"Then let me kiss my Rourou, my wife," Yan Xiaobao said as he leaned in. Xia Rou quickly pushed him away.

"Uh... Divine Doctor Yan..." Li Desheng urgently rubbed his hands together. "Maybe you can kiss her after saving my son?"

"Is your son’s life more important than my wife Rourou?" Yan Xiaobao snapped in displeasure. "What’s the rush? I already said I’ll save him—do you think he’ll die?"

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