Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

It's the greatest sorrow in life for a parent with white hair to send off a child with black hair.

Yang Fei sighed and walked over.

Liang Jiayi couldn't hold him back and became anxious instantly: "Yang Fei, what do you intend to do again?"

Yang Fei took two steps, thought for a moment, then turned back and approached Liang Jiayi, blinking and lowering his voice.

"Get me a doctor's white coat."

Liang Jiayi widened her eyes nervously, looking at Yang Fei: "What exactly do you plan to do?"

Yang Fei pointed with his mouth toward the girl lying on the ground: "Help this poor father."

While speaking, he took a leather pouch out from his bosom, opened it, and it was filled densely with silver needles.

Liang Jiayi widened her eyes and stopped Yang Fei.

"You want to save this girl just with a few silver needles?"

She anxiously rolled her eyes: "Doctors have confirmed that there's no hope for this girl, don't interfere recklessly, a life is not a game."

Yang Fei laughed casually: "The fact that Western medicine has no solution doesn't mean that Chinese medicine can't help."

"This girl's vitality is entirely gone; indeed, she can't live."

"But to stimulate her life potential, it may still be possible to sustain her for a dozen minutes."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows: "Hurry up, go find me a white coat."

Liang Jiayi couldn't resist Yang Fei, so she turned around and fetched a white coat from the emergency room.

Yang Fei threw it on casually, nodded with satisfaction, and then walked toward the crowd causing trouble.

Liang Jiayi shouted loudly from behind Yang Fei.

"Don't mess around. When did you learn to save people? It will be troublesome if someone accuses you wrongly."

As she spoke, Yang Fei had already reached the old man's side.

When the old man saw Yang Fei in the white coat, his eyes lit up instantly, and he clutched Yang Fei's legs, pleading bitterly.

"Doctor, save my daughter. She's only 21, look, her heart is still beating."

Yang Fei shook his head, looking sympathetically at the old man.

"Sir, your daughter's vital signs are nearly gone, I can't bring her back to life."

"But I have a way to wake her up to say a few words to you."

The old man's face turned pale, like being struck by lightning on a sunny day, and he looked at Yang Fei in hopeless despair.

"Doctor, is there really no way?"

Yang Fei nodded affirmatively and comforted him.

"Sir, life and death are beyond our control, you must accept this with grace."

The old man's vacant eyes made Liang Jiayi's heart ache.

Previously she worried about Yang Fei being falsely accused, but now she was filled with admiration for the man.

Liang Jiayi stepped forward to comfort the old man.

"Life and death are destined, since she has passed, let her go in peace. I think she wouldn't want you to be so upset."

The old man's lifeless eyes suddenly widened dramatically.

"Doctor, you said you have a way to wake her up and let her talk to me? I beg you, please let her wake up?"

"I have to ask her personally why she committed suicide. Oh heavens, how can I live?"

The old man broke into sobs again.

Yang Fei nodded affirmatively.

"I can wake her up, but you must be mentally prepared, she may pass away at any moment."

The old man painfully tugged at his beard.

"Doctor, please, as long as she calls me 'dad' one last time."

All the doctors avoided such medical disputes as quickly as possible.

Yet at this moment they saw Yang Fei step forward, and were all very curious, gathering around.

At this moment, a doctor in his forties passed through the hall.

Seeing the old man and several relatives still blocking the hall door, the doctor frowned.

He walked over, his expression unkind.

"The patient was diagnosed by me personally, she's beyond saving, please stop hassling, or the hospital will have to call the police."

Seeing this old doctor approaching, all the observing doctors and nurses instinctively cleared a path.

Everyone acted very respectfully and greeted the doctor.

"Hello, Director!"

"Director Liu, why are you here? These patient families are really unreasonable."

...

Yang Fei was quite uncomfortable hearing this guy talk in officialese and sneered.

"Doctors are like parents; as long as the patient has vital signs, we shouldn't give up."

Director Liu was somewhat surprised, glanced at the white coat Yang Fei was wearing, and reprimanded him.

"Which department are you from? Why are you causing trouble here? Do you know what kind of bad impact this will have on the hospital's reputation?"

Yang Fei looked at him sarcastically: "What's more important, human lives or hospital reputation?"

"So you're worried about damaging the hospital's reputation and refuse to take responsibility, leaving patients out in the cold."

The words were very sharp, and Director Liu immediately became furious.

"What nonsense are you saying? I have practiced medicine for twenty years and have never given up on a patient."

"This patient committed suicide by cutting her veins; when brought to the hospital, her blood was already less than one-third of a normal person's."

"For such a patient, even a Daluo Golden Immortal can't help."

Yang Fei sneered: "You're right, but saving lives means snatching them from beneath King Yan's nose; there's no reason to give up lightly."

"If you hadn't stopped blood transfusions and emergency measures, I could have brought her back to life, but now, I can only make her awake for a short time."

With that, he spat angrily.

"In this world, the number of people dying under doctors' scalpels is second only to those killed in car accidents, all because of irresponsible quack doctors like you."

Yang Fei's words angered many doctors, and they all began shouting.

"Director Liu is a famous national internist, and this guy dares to talk to Director Liu like this, absolutely lawless."

"Arrogant brats are everywhere, but this guy's arrogance knows no bounds."

"Hmph, if this guy can really wake up the patient, I'll call him 'dad'!"

...

Director Liu was originally very angry, but hearing everyone's comments, he became calm.

He looked at Yang Fei coolly: "Did you hear that? It's acceptable to be ignorant, but not to be stupid."

"If you can really wake up this patient, I'll bow and confess to you, and take you as my master."

Yang Fei snorted, full of contempt.

"I would never accept a quack as an apprentice; it would tarnish my reputation."

Yang Fei didn't know Director Liu, but Liang Jiayi knew his reputation well; he is the most famous internist in the whole Capital City and an authority in the field.

Yang Fei wielding a few silver needles and provoking Director Liu made Liang Jiayi extremely nervous.

She tugged at Yang Fei's sleeve and whispered.

"This Liu Zhifu is the most renowned internist in the country."

"The medical papers he's published have a huge impact even overseas, so don't provoke him."

Yang Fei cursed: "Tch, no matter how many papers one publishes, lacking ability is lacking ability."

"Not only lacking ability, but giving up on a patient so easily; I think his professional ethics have problems too."

Hearing Yang Fei's mocking comments, Director Liu immediately erupted in anger.

He pointed at Yang Fei: "You claim you're capable, so go ahead."

This month, Boil Wine has updated over 200,000 words and self-reflects that the pace is indeed slow.