Urban Supreme Wild Son-in-Law War God

Chapter 221 Miraculous Revival

"Shut up. I advise you to close your mouth immediately."

Ye Ling glanced at him, his voice cold as he spoke.

However, Dr. Wang was already quite dissatisfied with Ye Ling and at this moment was not about to obediently heed Ye Ling's words.

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"Heh, you want me to shut up?"

"Do you even know who I am, daring to tell me to shut up! I think it's you, the swindler, who should immediately get out of the operating room!"

Dr. Wang spoke with a forceful tone.

Ye Ling raised an eyebrow and picked up a scalpel from the surgical tray beside him, flinging it directly at Dr. Wang.

The incredibly sharp scalpel immediately flew past Dr. Wang's ear, slicing off a few strands of his hair.

"If you don't shut up, next time the knife won't be so simple."

Ye Ling's indifferent voice followed soon after.

Dr. Wang himself was covered in sweat from Ye Ling's sudden move, a tremendous fear sweeping over him in an instant.

Only he, the person involved, knew how terrifying the sound was when the scalpel had whizzed past his ear.

If the scalpel had deviated by a few centimeters, it might have been embedded in his head!

"You…"

Dr. Wang looked at Ye Ling with a terrified expression, wanting to say something more, but the indifferent look in Ye Ling's eyes frightened him into swallowing the words he had on the tip of his tongue.

The others were also looking at Ye Ling with faces full of shock; who would have thought that this person who had suddenly entered the operating room would dare to throw a scalpel at someone else.

Just how sharp a scalpel is, they, as doctors and nurses, were naturally acutely aware.

Had there been even the slightest deviation in that throw, Dr. Wang might not be standing here now.

"Give me your silver needles."

After dealing with Dr. Wang, Ye Ling spoke up.

Even without being specifically named, Su Rou knew Ye Ling was talking to her.

Without any hesitation, she immediately took out a small pack of silver needles from her pocket.

Since receiving medical teachings from Ye Ling, Su Rou had always carried a pack of silver needles on her, just in case.

However, she hadn't expected that these needles she carried would come into use so quickly.

After receiving the silver needles, Ye Ling pulled out one and pierced it directly into the patient's brow.

Inserting three fen deep, sticking a silver needle into someone else's brow could, with the slightest mistake, send the patient straight to the underworld.

In the operating room, those present watched Ye Ling with horrified expressions, except for Dr. Wang, who had a face full of schadenfreude.

From Ye Ling's seemingly casual needling, it was apparent that his medical skills weren't anything extraordinary.

But this turn of events was for the best; if the patient died later, the hospital could easily pin the blame on Ye Ling.

After all, an unsuccessful surgery becoming public knowledge could damage the hospital's reputation.

Now that Ye Ling had voluntarily stepped forward to take the blame, it filled Dr. Wang who had been displeased with Ye Ling with glee.

Under everyone's gaze, Ye Ling swiftly inserted needle after needle into the patient's body.

After precisely eighteen silver needles had been placed, the patient's heartbeat, which had been growing fainter, actually began to strengthen again!

Seeing the fluctuations on the instrument nearby, everyone's faces were filled with shock.

Who could have imagined that these seemingly ordinary eighteen silver needles would truly bring about an improvement in the patient's condition!

This heartbeat is the best proof!

Dr. Wang's eyebrows furrowed slightly as a trace of confusion flashed across his eyes.

With his skill level, he couldn't understand Ye Ling's operation at all.

Not just him, even the most skillful doctor present, Qin Li, was unable to comprehend Ye Ling's technique.

Such incredible medical skills had already exceeded their understanding.

After the eighteen silver needles, Ye Ling's finger pressed on the one on the patient's forehead.

When everyone saw Ye Ling's finger touching the needle, their hearts involuntarily hung in suspense.

If the needle in the forehead were to go any deeper, it could be fatal!

However, Ye Ling's hand was unexpectedly steady, and when his finger touched the needle, there was neither trembling nor any further penetration into the patient's forehead.

Ye Ling channeled a gentle force through the needle into the patient's body.

The power of the Imperial Realm had long been able to change at will.

It could become a terrifying force with lethal power, but could also transform into a life-saving power.

A trace of Imperial Realm power quickly circulated within the patient's body, showing on the various instruments beside the operating table that the patient's condition was improving continuously.

A patient who was critically ill and dying just one minute ago now had their bodily indicators recovering at an unbelievable speed!

A moment later, Ye Ling withdrew his finger and then proceeded to remove the eighteen silver needles from the patient's body, one by one.

After he removed all the needles, Ye Ling said, "Bring me paper and a pen."

No sooner had he spoken than Su Rou immediately fetched paper and pen for Ye Ling.

Ye Ling quickly wrote down a list of herbs on the paper, then handed it to Qin Li, saying, "Follow the prescription here, and the patient should gradually recover in about a month."

"As for the wounds on her body, you should stitch them up."

"If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now."

Without waiting for any reaction from Qin Li and the others, Ye Ling already took Su Rou's hand and started to walk out of the operating room.

But before Ye Ling and Su Rou could leave the operating room, Dr. Wang immediately spoke in a sarcastic tone, "You're not trying to flee the scene in case the patient dies soon, are you?"

"Although the patient was already in critical condition, since you've treated her, you might have to bear some responsibility."

"I think it's better for you to wait a while. Leave after we've confirmed the patient's condition."

Hearing this, Ye Ling immediately stopped, turned around, and looked at Dr. Wang.

When he saw Ye Ling's eyes, filled with indifference, Dr. Wang's body trembled slightly, and fear instantly appeared in his eyes.

Just as he was preventing Ye Ling from leaving, while under the gaze of those indifferent eyes, Wang Dazhi remembered the terrifying sight of the surgical knife earlier.

"Wang Dazhi, are you stupid?"

"Aren't these various instruments enough to prove the patient's current state?"

"Stitch up the patient's wounds now! Stop wasting time on irrelevant matters. If you delay the patient's treatment and things go wrong, can you, Wang Dazhi, take responsibility for that?"

Qin Li spoke up before Ye Ling could respond.

On hearing this, Wang Dazhi didn't dare to talk back to Ye Ling and immediately started stitching up the patient's wounds.

"Mr. Ye, thank you for what you've done for the patient. You may leave now!"

"Please don't hold our hospital's doctors to the same standard. Mr. Ye, your medical skills are truly astonishing," Qin Li said to Ye Ling.