Urban Supreme Evil Young Master

After breaking down and being led out of the house by Meng Yue, Lu Yu had no choice but to drive with Meng Yue to LA City People's Hospital to buy the ingredients for porridge.

As the largest hospital in LA City, LA City's medical facilities are quite comprehensive, and the charges are very reasonable, especially for Chinese herbal medicine, which is much cheaper than outside pharmacies. Therefore, unless it's very urgent, most citizens of LA City prefer to buy medicine at LA City People's Hospital.

At this moment, smelling the pervasive scent of disinfectant, Lu Yu's heart couldn't help but feel waves of nostalgia. His parents had been part of a medical research institute, so this smell brought back many memories for Lu Yu.

Meng Yue looked at Lu Yu's expression and immediately remarked, "Judging by your face, do you really like the smell of disinfectant?"

"Beauty, it's not that I like it; I miss it. This smell was always on my parents back in the day."

Lu Yu looked at Meng Yue and replied, full of speechless expression: "Besides, have you ever heard of anyone liking the smell of disinfectant?"

"Oh, I see."

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, Meng Yue nodded and said, "However, if you like the smell of disinfectant, you can buy it here."

Hearing Meng Yue's words, Lu Yu was speechless. Just as he opened his mouth to speak, he saw a tall young man being hurriedly supported by two women rushing in.

As soon as the youth was helped into the hospital lobby, he suddenly collapsed on the ground, his face ashen. A mouthful of blood suddenly spurted out, contrasting starkly with the hospital's white floor!

"Doctor! Save him, doctor!"

A woman with heavy makeup cried out loudly beside the youth, her words full of panic.

Seeing the young man's condition, Lu Yu frowned slightly, showing a complex expression.

The young man was only about eighteen, looking rather immature, his face pale as paper. The blood he coughed up was dark, indicating severe internal injuries.

Upon hearing the woman's cry, a nurse nearby quickly brought a stretcher over, coordinating with the hospital's patrolling security to place the youth on the stretcher. But at this moment, Lu Yu shouted, "Don't touch him!"

With these words, the nurses and security who were about to put the youth on the stretcher were instantly stunned.

The injured was lying on the ground vomiting blood, and this man wouldn't let them help. What was going on?

"Who are you? Are you a doctor? Can't you see our young master is spitting blood?" The heavily made-up woman responded to Lu Yu.

"He has suffered serious internal injuries; moving him now increases the danger. If you don't want him to die, listen to me!" Lu Yu said coldly to the woman.

Uttering these words, Lu Yu's tone carried an undeniable authority, freezing the woman in place.

"Then, sir... what should we do now?"

The young nurse beside them also asked, full of inquiry. She had just started here, and it was her first time encountering such a severe emergency.

"He originally had severe internal injuries, but being put on the stretcher immediately might not have been this troublesome. Now, the jostling during walking worsened the injury. Moving him is dangerous."

Lu Yu looked down at the ashen youth on the ground and said to the young nurse, "Bring me a set of acupuncture Silver Needles."

"No, no problem."

Upon hearing Lu Yu's request, the nurse hurried towards the Traditional Medicine Department and soon returned with a set of acupuncture Silver Needles and a bottle of disinfecting alcohol.

"Lu Yu, are you sure about this?" Meng Yue watched from the side anxiously, considering that a human life was at stake.

"I'm sixty percent sure I can keep him alive."

Lu Yu looked at Meng Yue, his expression firm. Then he turned to the women supporting the youth and commanded, "Undo his clothes gently, and don't touch him."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, the two women quickly undid the youth's shirt, revealing a large area of dark purple on his chest, clearly caused by a violent external impact.

Seeing this, Lu Yu took a deep breath, then pulled out a Silver Needle, and after disinfecting it with alcohol, directly inserted it into the acupoint behind the youth's ear.

Once the Silver Needle was inserted, a flush immediately appeared on the youth's face, and a certain area below perked up exaggeratedly.

Seeing this, the two women immediately cheered with joy.

"Don't celebrate; this needle is just to keep him alive for the upcoming acupuncture treatment. He's still in grave danger!" Lu Yu said coldly, then proceeded to insert several more Silver Needles fluidly. In a short time, more than a dozen Silver Needles were placed into several acupoints on the youth.

With the needles inserted, the youth's painful expression eased considerably, and his incessant coughing of blood immediately improved.

"Alright, now he can be placed on the stretcher for further treatment."

Looking at the youth on the ground whose complexion was stabilizing, Lu Yu slowly stood up and spoke to the young nurse.

Upon hearing Lu Yu's words, the crowd immediately placed the youth onto the stretcher, preparing to move him to the emergency room.

At that moment, a sarcastic voice rang out: "Oh, where did this miracle doctor come from, thinking they can save someone by inserting a few needles?"

Having heard this, Lu Yu slowly looked up to see a man with a full face of muscles in a white coat walking toward him.

"Who are you?"

Hearing the man's words, Lu Yu frowned and asked.

"Who am I?"

The man heard Lu Yu's question, sneered coldly, and looked Lu Yu up and down before speaking: "I'm Li Shihong! I'm the official attending physician in the emergency room. Who are you? Who allowed you to treat patients here?"