"My master is already on his way," Shen Yanhe hung up the phone, gripped it tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white, yet her face still struggled to maintain calm as she looked at Doctor Qiao, "Let go in and see Shen Huai first, to stabilize his vital signs."
Doctor Qiao sighed, nodded, "Put on a sterile garnt and go in."
Shen Yanhe took a deep breath and looked at Fu Yanhe.
Fu Yanhe seed to know what she wanted to say, gently patted her shoulder, his voice steady, "Go ahead, I’ll take care of Granny."
Shen Yanhe’s lips trembled slightly, with a choked hum, she turned to change into sterile clothing.
After she left, Doctor Qiao also turned back to the ergency room.
Fu Yanhe stood in the hallway waiting, his phone in his pocket buzzing a few tis, he answered the call with an impassive look, Wu Fang’s voice ca through, "Boss Fu, Ba Fang has already captured Shen Guowei, and he has been put on a plane back to the country."
"Ba Fang said when they went to get him, the kid was still trying to abandon his lover and child to escape, but he didn’t get far before they caught him, and they crippled his limbs too."
"How long until he arrives in the country?" Fu Yanhe’s eyes slightly dropped, a deep anger rolling in his gaze, the temperature around him cold, the air pressure extrely low.
"Even with Ba Fang sending him back, it will take at least eight hours."
"Keep an eye on him," Fu Yanhe spoke flatly, "Don’t let him die, keep him breathing."
Wu Fang replied, "Understood."
Shen Yanhe, having changed into sterile attire, entered the ergency room.
In the ergency room, several doctors were closely monitoring Shen Huai’s physical changes. When they saw her, they nodded and made so space for her.
Shen Huai, lying on the hospital bed, was pale and turning blue, breathing very lightly, his heart rate continuing to drop.
Without speaking, Shen Yanhe stepped forward, opened the ticulously sterilized dicine box, took out a syringe of CO2 and injected it into Shen Huai’s body, then swiftly took sterilized needles and started acupuncture rapidly on him.
Her movents were quick, fierce, and accurate, her focus intense, and the only thought in her mind was to save Shen Huai.
The CO2 was exerting its weak effect, pulling back Shen Huai’s extrely low heart rate a bit, and his color turned from blue to pale, but his condition was still not very good.
The doctors in the ergency room watched her actions, then looked at Shen Huai’s condition, sighed and shook their heads, whispering among themselves, "Divine Doctor Shen couldn’t bring little Huai back, I’m afraid this ti he really won’t make it."
"Indeed, if it were the legendary Hua Tuo, Old Master Hua, there might be a glimr of hope." One of the female doctors looked pitifully at Shen Huai, "It’s just a pity, he’s so young, how could he just..."
The doctor gave a bitter smile, "Old Master Hua has long retired to live out his years in peace, how could he co out of retirent for a single patient?"
There was no one in Daxia who didn’t know the na Hua Tuo.
He beca famous at eighteen and was acknowledged as a national doctor by thirty, having treated many difficult and complicated cases, even the highest ruler of Daxia had been treated by him, and many powerful and influential figures regarded him as a distinguished guest, treating him with the utmost respect.
After all, to be in his good graces was to have an extra lifeline.
But Hua Tuo was known for his unpredictable temperant and movents.
It was said that after he retired, many people sought him for dical treatnt, but he didn’t co out of retirent, directing them instead to seek out his disciples.
How easy could it be to get him personally?
The doctors exchanged looks and collectively sighed heavily.
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Elsewhere.
A private plane was rapidly approaching Hai Cheng First People’s Hospital.
The hospital director, who had already finished his shift and gone ho to rest, scrambled out of bed upon receiving news of Hua Tuo’s arrival, dressing hurriedly while incredulously asking the person on the phone, "What’s the situation? Why would Divine Doctor Hua suddenly co? Could it be that so VIP is injured and staying at the hospital?"
"Not clear," the person on the other end spoke, "You hurry and get dressed, go to the hospital to welco him, grant him all the hospital’s privileged access."
"Understood, I am already dressed, leaving now," the director said as he finished dressing, hurried out the door, and drove to the hospital.
By the ti he arrived at the hospital, and got to the rooftop, the private plane was just about to land.
An elderly man dressed in a black robe and black clothes, carrying a gray cloth bag on his back, walked out of the cabin with spirited vigor.
Dean Ge hurried forward with his assistant to greet him respectfully, "Divine Doctor Hua."
"You must be the young Ge that Xiao Deng ntioned," Hua Tuo examined Dean Ge and waved his hand, "Let’s skip the pleasantries, quickly take to Shen Huai’s ergency room."
Dean Ge’s pupils shrank suddenly, his face showed a bit of surprise.
Shen Huai?
What connection does Divine Doctor Hua have with the Shen Family?
Hua Tuo did not speak to him again but strode urgently toward the direction of the ergency room, and Dean Ge quickly put aside the doubts in his mind and hurriedly followed, leading the way at his side.
Outside the ergency room.
Fu Yanhe leaned against the wall, his gaze falling on the ergency room, waiting quietly for Shen Yanhe.
ssy footsteps echoed.
He turned his head slightly and saw a group of people coming from down the corridor.
At the lead was the elderly man in black, followed by Dean Ge, whom he had seen before, and several unfamiliar doctors.
Hua Tuo felt soone looking at him and turned his turbid yet sharp gaze over.
He saw the tall and graceful man leaning against the wall, who possessed an air of noble elegance and handso features.
Hmm?
Hua Tuo’s eyebrows quirked up slightly.
Why was there such a distinguished young man guarding the outside of Xiao Huai’s ergency room?
Fu Yanhe straightened up slightly and made eye contact with Hua Tuo, nodding calmly at him. However, he couldn’t help but feel a bit of astonishnt and understanding in his heart.
Yanyan’s master was actually Hua Tuo?
No wonder her dical skills are so good.
Hua Tuo did not pay him any attention but led Dean Ge and the others hurriedly into the ergency room.
The ergency room had been very quiet, with only the beeping of machines.
When the door opened, the doctors inside all turned their heads to glance over.
Seeing the old man who had already put on a sterile gown leading the way, they were all stunned in their tracks.
Doctor Qiao was dumbfounded, his tongue almost tied in a knot, "Divine Doctor Hua, Divine Doctor Hua!"
They had actually seen the living Divine Doctor Hua in their lifetis!
With a stern face, Hua Tuo nodded slightly to the doctors and then headed straight to Shen Yanhe’s side, "Disciple, how is Xiao Huai’s condition?"
Shen Yanhe’s attention shifted from Shen Huai and only then did she notice Hua Tuo who had approached. She relaxed her tense nerves a little and with a sowhat grave expression shook her head, "Not good."
"His body has developed resistance to the CO2 compound, and the latest version also only had a minimal effect on him."
Hua Tuo nodded with furrowed brows and with a solemn expression put on dical gloves, "Leave the rest to , you just assist."
Shen Yanhe took a deep breath, suppressed the panic that was gradually rising in her heart, and nodded seriously.
Ti passed, second by second.
The clock on the wall slowly ticked past six hours.
Ye i had already awakened from her coma, pale-faced, and was waiting in the corridor with Fu Yanhe.
Fu Yanhe sat beside her, speaking softly and gently persuading her, "You’ve already been waiting for three hours, leave the rest to , you should go back and rest."
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