The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend
Chapter 41: Treating Illness

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Treating Illness

Old Sir Lu also has heart disease, but his condition is much worse than Rong Fangjun’s.

Tang Xuyun took a careful look, then shook his head and sighed, "Blood is flowing backward in the heart, Old Sir Lu has at most two days."

He spoke directly and pointedly, but no one dared to criticize him at this moment.

After all, Tang Xuyun is highly respected in the medical world, internationally revered as an elder, and he is the head of the Hua Country Medical Research Institute and the director of Lan’er Sanatorium. He has practiced medicine for years with few misdiagnoses.

If he says Old Sir Lu is beyond saving, then it’s truly hopeless.

The atmosphere in the ward was suddenly immensely sorrowful; Mrs. Lu, who initially called for a doctor, covered her face and broke down in tears, while Lu Si firmly pressed his lips together, his eyes red.

Looking at Old Sir Lu lying on the bed, emaciated from illness, Lu Si couldn’t help recalling his childhood when his grandfather was still healthy and robust.

He always said he wanted to wait for him to grow up, to wait for him to marry, to hold his great-grandchildren, but now, he doesn’t even have a girlfriend yet, and his grandfather is going to leave.

Recalling those beautiful memories, Lu Si could no longer hold back, turning away with his lips tightly sealed, letting tears wash over his cheeks without saying a word.

Tang Xuyun pursed his lips, having been a doctor for many years, witnessing countless separations and losses, he himself had reached this age, and it was hard to feel compassion again.

He sighed, getting ready to leave the ward.

Unexpectedly, Song Cheng, who had kept silent, hesitated and spoke seriously: "I know of a physician who might be able to take a look at Old Sir Lu, but I can’t guarantee he will be able to cure him."

Afraid that the Lu Family wouldn’t believe him, he explained Rong Fangjun’s situation, omitting unnecessary details, finally saying in a deep voice, "If you are willing to trust, I’ll bring him here, if you’re unwilling, I won’t force it."

Everyone present had heard about Rong Fangjun’s case, since his condition was similar to Old Sir Lu’s, except not as severe as Old Sir Lu’s.

Now, hearing about someone pulling Rong Fangjun back from the Ghost Gate, not only the Lu Family but even Tang Xuyun was somewhat surprised.

Mrs. Lu hadn’t reacted yet, but Lu Si was the first to turn around, a firm expression appearing on his handsome face, and earnestly said to Song Cheng: "I believe, please help us, Doctor Song; the Lu Family will be deeply grateful for saving a life!"

Mrs. Lu cried out in surprise, "Si’er!"

Lu Si shook his head, his voice hoarse and difficult, "Mom, we have no other options."

With Old Sir Lu’s condition, whether they believe it or not, they can only try anything in desperation now.

Once the Lu Family discussed it, Song Cheng waved his hand, saying, "It’s too early to talk about the favor of saving a life, I myself am not confident. Let’s wait until the person arrives."

...

Rong Zhi was discussing Tao Ruisi’s upcoming rehabilitation plan, while Kailin was recording in a notebook beside her.

Whenever she heard a professional term she was unfamiliar with, she had to stop and ask.

As she recorded, she thought, Miss Rong is truly excellent, talented and beautiful, with remarkable medical skills. Whoever marries her is truly God’s chosen.

At this moment, the ward door suddenly knocked.

Rong Zhi paused, thinking it was probably Song Cheng, and spoke calmly, "Enter."

Indeed, it was Song Cheng; as soon as he entered, he straightforwardly explained Old Sir Lu’s situation and hopefully asked, "Third Young Master, would you take a look?"

Rong Zhi didn’t respond immediately, propping her chin with one hand while spinning her phone with the other, her eyes slightly narrowed, looking lazy and casual, "I can diagnose, but I don’t want to be doubted."

The implication was that she could treat the illness, but whatever she wants to do, no one can oppose it, and they must follow her procedures.

Song Cheng had witnessed her assertive and decisive methods before, initially thinking she was reckless, but now he only felt she had genuine skills and dared to be so arrogant and confident.

A genius has the right to be proud!

"Don’t worry, Third Young Master, the Lu Family has already agreed, just go and have a look; it doesn’t matter if you can’t cure," Song Cheng said.

Rong Zhi chuckled softly, her eyebrows raised slightly, appearing calm and composed, "Alright."

After explaining to Tao Ruisi that she had matters to attend to, Rong Zhi followed Song Cheng to Old Sir Lu’s ward.

Before leaving, Song Cheng turned again to look at Tao Ruisi and Kailin.

Both had foreign faces, and the language Rong Zhi had spoken earlier was English.

The accent was standard, the tone faint and lazy, impressively fluent.

Song Cheng couldn’t help but recall the origins of this Third Young Master, somewhat skeptical.

Having stayed in the countryside for eighteen years, with such backward education, how could she learn such fluent foreign languages?

Then taking note of her remarkable presence, if it weren’t for being informed of her identity in advance, Song Cheng would never have considered her a rural native.

Song Cheng shook his head, dismissing these thoughts from his mind, knowing he couldn’t uncover whatever secrets a prestigious family might have, whether Rong Zhi was hiding her talents or truly lacking them.

The two arrived at Old Sir Lu’s ward.

The door was open, and anyone inside could see who had entered.

Song Cheng quickly stepped aside, thumb hooked in his palm, introducing solemnly, "This is the physician with remarkable medical skills, surname Rong, first name Zhi."

Rong Zhi nodded slightly, and her gaze lingered on Lu Si for a moment as her eyebrow arched with a sense of coincidence.

Lu Si hadn’t expected it would be her, and he jumped from his chair, exclaiming, "It’s you?!"

He recalled all the famous cardiologists in Beijing and hadn’t thought it would be her.

Song Cheng, seeing this, was immediately puzzled, "Young Master Lu knows Third Young Master?"

Lu Si: "I..."

"Not really," Lu Si was interrupted by Rong Zhi’s gentle voice before he could finish, her lips slightly curved, her voice relaxed and casual.

Lu Si choked, and said nothing more.

Instead, Tang Xuyun furrowed his brow, looking at Rong Zhi’s overly youthful face, and asked, lips pursed, "Are you really confident in treating Old Sir Lu?"

He stayed because he wanted to know who the young miracle doctor Song Cheng spoke of was.

Now seeing her, Tang Xuyun couldn’t help but doubt Song Cheng’s words earlier, thinking they might have been just to comfort the Lu Family.

Rong Zhi seemed too young, fearing she hadn’t even read many medical books, and it was absurd to think she could treat and save lives.

Rong Zhi glanced at him, casually rolling up her sleeves, her voice emotionless, "I never do things I am not confident in."

She walked to Old Sir Lu’s side, carefully observing his face. After pressing certain spots on his neck and other places, she had some understanding.

"Patient’s detailed case files and related information." She required more precise data to make judgements.

These had already been prepared, and upon Rong Zhi’s request, Lu Si hurriedly handed them to her.

The case files and information were vast, but Rong Zhi read every word without missing any, flipping through quickly enough that the human eye was dazzled.

"It’s okay, not difficult to treat," she closed the files, placed one hand in her pocket, and Buddha Beads on her wrist refracted the thin sunlight into golden sparkles, complementing her increasingly calm tone, "Acupuncture first, surgery at four in the afternoon."

???

Shock spread across the room.

Mrs. Lu barely held onto Lu Si’s hand to steady herself, her voice involuntarily raising, "Are you saying... you can cure?!"

Rong Zhi remained calm as ever, speaking about the condition with clinical detachment, "The blood’s backward flow needs the meridians unblocked first, then surgery, with a 98% success rate."

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