Urban Wolf King

The patients who had just hurriedly left the Chinese medicine clinic now rushed towards the clinic eagerly.

The dozens of sickbeds that had moved sluggishly before now charged towards the Chinese medicine clinic like chariots, each person fearing being left behind.

However, the corridor was incredibly narrow, with those sickbeds bumping against each other, becoming a tangled mess momentarily, preventing anyone from advancing.

"Let me go first."

"I should go first, my wife's condition is the most severe."

"Clear the way, I need to go first, my son's life is at stake—"

The dozen or so family members with the sickbeds appeared almost as enemies, eager to break through the encirclement and be the first to reach the Chinese medicine clinic.

Seeing this scene, Feng Wei was utterly dumbfounded; since the establishment of Wanghai City Hospital, nothing like this had ever happened. Not just the Chinese medicine clinic, Wanghai's busiest Western medicine emergencies hadn't seen such a situation.

And the most frustrated was Hua Wulian; he had planned to use these two patients to humiliate Wang Yan, but unexpectedly, instead of humiliating Wang Yan, it ended up boosting Wang Yan's reputation.

It seemed now that instead of humiliating Wang Yan, he was inadvertently building Wang Yan's renown.

Hua Wulian wished he could slap himself hard.

At this moment, those fiercely competing patients had finally settled their quarrel.

Among all those sickbeds, a plump woman pushing a wheelchair broke through the crowd, pushing a frail man in the wheelchair, and charged towards the Chinese medicine clinic ahead of everyone.

Seeing the plump woman had rushed forward, the others disregarded their confrontations, immediately untangled the sickbeds and charged towards the Chinese medicine clinic en masse.

Seeing this, Hua Wulian finally reacted, realizing he needed to take action.

He rushed forward, raised his arms to block the crowd, shouting, "Don't go to the Chinese medicine clinic; you should go to the emergency room, you should go to the emergency room."

However, at this point, nobody was listening to Hua Wulian.

The plump woman charged over, brushing Hua Wulian aside with her hefty frame, shouting, "Get out of my way."

Hua Wulian, after being struck by the plump woman, was sent flying, landing seated on the ground.

As his rear sat on the ground, Hua Wulian felt as though his tailbone might have snapped, causing giant beads of sweat to stream down.

Meanwhile, the sickbeds behind rolled forward; each bed equipped with wheels rolled over Hua Wulian's feet.

Having suffered pain in his tailbone, as his feet were pressed, the agony made him open his mouth wide, but before he could cry out, more sickbeds rolled over.

Hua Wulian's feet were continuously pressed, the pain so intense he could only open his mouth wide without making a sound, until his jaw seemed ready to drop, his face contorted with pain.

After enduring until all the sickbeds had rolled past, Hua Wulian finally managed to catch his breath, then screamed in pain, "I'm hurting... Someone come and help me up, are you blind?"

At this time, many doctors and nurses from the emergency room stood around Hua Wulian, but regarding Hua Wulian's words, not a single person responded.

Furious, Hua Wulian raised his head, looking at the surrounding doctors and nurses, finding them all wide-eyed, gazing into the Chinese medicine clinic.

They looked completely dumbstruck, seeming to have forgotten the seated Hua Wulian.

Hua Wulian hurriedly followed their gaze into the clinic, to see the plump woman having already arrived before Wang Yan, sobbing and saying, "Divine Doctor, please save my husband. We've been in the hospital for ten years, still not cured, and my family simply can't afford it anymore. If you can't cure him, I'll have to give up treatment."

Wang Yan glanced at the man in the wheelchair, noticing he was quite listless and extremely frail.

Wang Yan frowned, asking, "What's his condition?"

The plump woman hurriedly replied, "My husband is a retired soldier, having had a car accident after retirement, fracturing his legs, yet ten years later, he still can't stand."

Wang Yan glanced outside at the crowd of doctors, smirking internally, "If ten years couldn't heal it, they're either mediocre or wicked doctors. Hmph, no wonder sickness can't be afforded; it's clear it's the wickedness of these vile doctors."

Seeing Wang Yan's stern face made the plump woman somewhat panicked, asking, "Divine Doctor, will curing my husband cost a lot?"

Wang Yan gently replied, "Not much at all."

"How much exactly?" the plump woman's heart remained uneasy.

"One dollar."

"What, one dollar?" The plump woman immediately widened her eyes, repeating, "Really, just one dollar will be enough to cure him?"

Wang Yan tapped the single dollar bill on the table, saying, "A previous patient left this, my charges are all one dollar."

Exasperated, the plump woman eagerly nodded, taking out a crumpled dollar bill from her pocket and cautiously placing it on the table.

Then the plump woman asked, "How long will it take to cure him?"

Wang Yan smiled gently, saying, "A minute."

Upon hearing this, the plump woman was rendered speechless.

One dollar! One minute!

Is this even the efficiency of a regular hospital? Could an illness unresolved for a decade really be cured in a minute?

Not just the plump woman, everyone inside and outside the room fixated on Wang Yan, eager to see how Wang Yan could cure the patient in one minute.

Even Hua Wulian momentarily forgot his foot and rear pain and gazed at Wang Yan.

Wang Yan examined the patient, already understanding that even if it was a fracture, it should have healed long ago during the ten years.

The patient couldn't stand simply due to the sequelae of years of treatment making him forget how to walk, losing the ability deep inside.

To get him to walk, one must forcefully command him to stand up.

Thus, Wang Yan told the patient, "Stand up yourself and walk over to me."

However, this patient tremblingly shook his head, saying, "I really can't walk, my two legs no longer belong to me."

Seeing this, Hua Wulian sneered internally: So this is Wang Yan's method? Simply commanding him to walk expecting he'd walk? Utterly laughable.

Yet, just at this moment, Wang Yan suddenly shouted sternly, "At my command, attention!"

Wang Yan's voice was so abrupt it startled everyone.

And the patient, caught off guard, suddenly stood up from the wheelchair and stood straight up on his feet.