Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

Liang Jiayi was startled: "You're not well yet, I'll call the doctor over."

Yang Fei casually put his arm around Liang Jiayi.

"Don't worry, this problem has nothing to do with my body."

He pointed to his head: "This is related to my brain."

Hearing this, Liang Jiayi became even more worried, nervously watching Yang Fei.

"Then what should we do, should we get an MRI to check?"

Yang Fei laughed and cried, walking while holding Liang Jiayi.

"Don't worry, there's nothing wrong with my brain either, it's just..."

At this point, Yang Fei, who was usually articulate, started to stutter a little, and Liang Jiayi watched him nervously.

Yang Fei had no choice but to admit: "Alright, there's something wrong with my brain."

"But this problem is something the doctors can't fix, I have to solve it myself."

Liang Jiayi began to understand.

"I get it, you're talking about a psychological problem, a mind-body issue requires a mental solution."

Yang Fei was greatly relieved, giving a thumbs up: "You're so smart, let's go first."

Liang Jiayi watched him with a smile.

"How can that be, you need to handle the discharge paperwork first, and take care of these gifts."

Yang Fei chuckled: "That's easy, pack them into a big bag and toss it to the first beggar we see on the way out."

"Oh, you..."

"If someone sees it, it could cause a lot of trouble, don't worry about it, I'll handle it."

Liang Jiayi, both angry and amused, rolled her eyes at Yang Fei and sashayed out the door.

Yang Fei rested for a bit, and soon Liang Jiayi returned with two doctors in their fifties.

The doctors respectfully greeted Yang Fei.

"Hello, Director, is there anywhere you don't feel well?"

Yang Fei stretched lazily.

"I feel great, except the smell of disinfectant is too pungent, everything else is fine."

The two experts exchanged glances but still proceeded to conduct a full body examination on Yang Fei using their instruments.

The results of the examination left the two experts in shock.

"My goodness, Director, your heart rate is barely over thirty beats per minute, that's way too low, you need to stay for observation."

"Also, your respiration rate is too low, only a third of a normal person's, it's unimaginable how your body uses such little oxygen."

"What's with these brain waves? How can they be this high, it's beyond belief!"

...

The two experts were flabbergasted, staring at Yang Fei in disbelief.

Yang Fei laughed heartily, having reached the Gan Strength Super God realm, completing his third evolution, his heartbeat, breathing, and brain waves all showed highly unusual numbers.

A normal person needs to breathe 16-20 times a minute to get enough oxygen for life functions.

However, for Yang Fei, 2-3 breaths sufficed to absorb enough oxygen.

If he entered the Turtle Hibernation state, he could get enough oxygen with just one breath every three to four minutes.

And for a normal person, the heart beats 60-100 times per minute.

But Yang Fei's heartbeat was deep and slow, only needing 20-30 beats per minute to complete fresh blood exchange.

However, if he had to fight and activate Gang Qi,

Yang Fei's heartbeat could instantly surge past two hundred beats per minute, like a raging engine.

These stats were beyond imagination for two seasoned experts.

It's incredible that someone with such stats could be so lively, in normal circumstances, they would've been on the brink of death.

Yang Fei knew he couldn't explain it, so he could only laugh.

"Two experts, could there be something wrong with the medical equipment? I feel just fine."

As he spoke, he secretly circulated the Essence Qi, promoting blood flow until his breathing, heartbeat, and other life signs reached normal levels.

One expert kept shaking his head.

"This entire set of medical equipment was imported from the Mysterious Country, it's high-tech, how could it be faulty..."

He was about to continue when the other expert gave him a warning glance, causing him to fall silent.

Yang Fei relaxed, lounging back.

"Check again, I think I'm perfectly normal."

Yang Fei's identity had already shaken the high levels of the Capital First People's Hospital.

Such a high-profile ward isn't available just for having money, let alone with experts convening for major consultations.

For Yang Fei's opinion, the two experts had to comply regardless of their reluctance.

Upon reexamination, the results once again left the two experts speechless.

In just a minute or two, Yang Fei's condition had returned to normal, with all life sign data right on mark.

It was practically like those legends of resurrecting the dead.

If word got out, it might become an unsolvable mystery for Western Medicine.

Liang Jiayi was accustomed to Yang Fei's many miraculous feats, so she took it calmly.

Seeing the two experts looking dumbfounded, she almost wanted to laugh.

Yang Fei looked at the two experts' astonished faces, raising his eyebrows.

"So, can I be discharged now?"

The two experts exchanged looks but neither dared to speak.

Finally, one expert let out a long sigh.

"Director, your body is very healthy at the moment, but what's puzzling me is the rapid change in all your life sign data."

"Just a moment ago your heart and breathing rates were extremely low, but..."

"Now I'm healthy, aren't I? Let's talk about the future problems in the future."

Finishing their conversation, Yang Fei signaled Liang Jiayi to handle the discharge procedures.

The two of them left the ward and headed to the medical lobby.

Just as they exited the elevator, they heard angry calls intertwined with heart-wrenching cries.

"Help, my daughter!"

"The person is still breathing, why don't you save her, heartless hospital!"

"Help, doctor, I urge you, please save my daughter!"

...

Outside the medical lobby, there was the hospital entrance, crowded by more than ten people surrounding a tear-streaked old man, full of uproar.

The old man cried hysterically, looking unimaginably miserable.

He was holding a girl in his arms, tears dripping onto her face.

The girl's body was wrapped in bandages, but her exposed face was quite delicate, showing the grace and gentleness of a Jiangnan water town.

Judging by looks, the old man was the girl's father, kneeling at the hospital door.

As one doctor or nurse passed by, he would roll and scramble to them, kowtowing and pleading bitterly.

Causing doctors and nurses to hurriedly avoid him, escaping quickly.

Yang Fei glanced at the girl, and his heart sunk.

Although her chest slightly rose and fell, with minimal breathing,

But Yang Fei could see that the girl's vitality had already extinguished; she was beyond help.

Liang Jiayi shook her head, sighing: "So pitiful."

Yang Fei halted, asking, "Jiayi, do you know about this?"

Liang Jiayi shook her head.

"I heard that this old man is the girl's father, the rest are her relatives and friends, said to come from a rural area in Northern Shaanxi."

"This girl, for some unknown reason, an ordinarily fine university student from Huaqing University in the Capital City, suddenly slit her wrists in a rented house."

"She was sent to the hospital with just a breath left; ultimately she couldn't be saved."

"When the body was being sent to the morgue, it was snatched by her father and others, begging the doctors to treat her."