Back to the 1980s: Transmigrated as the Bigshot's Pampered Wife Chapter 241: His Lordship is Incredibly Precious

The patient was unconscious and in critical condition when he arrived. Gu Jiaojiao had previously used silver needles to stabilize his heart.

Due to multiple injuries and massive blood loss, coupled with the shrapnel that had yet to be removed from his chest, the patient was at risk of dying at any mont.

After Gu Jiaojiao and Xia Qiuming finished examining the patient, they stepped away to speak privately.

Dean Rong and Elder Xu kept a constant vigil by the patient’s side. The man was still on an IV drip.

Dean Rong was leading his team of top specialists in examining the patient, while Elder Xu was using silver needles to keep him alive.

Ultimately, Gu Jiaojiao decided to consult with Dean Rong, Elder Xu, and Xia Qiuming to discuss a treatnt plan.

The mont Dean Rong saw Gu Jiaojiao walk in, he was so excited he looked like he’d seen his own mother. "Little Divine Doctor, can he still have the surgery?"

Hearing his question, Gu Jiaojiao knew that Dean Rong was also hesitant to operate on the patient rashly.

Her gaze fell upon the man on the bed. He was impossibly handso, exuding an undeniable charm even as he lay there unconscious.

His closed eyes couldn’t conceal his aristocratic aura. Looking at his deathly pale face, Gu Jiaojiao still wanted to try. The risk was great, but there was still a fifty-fifty chance.

’The dical equipnt here isn’t as advanced as in the future,’ she thought, ’but the dicinal herbs of this era are much purer. Not to ntion, the ones I grow in my space are even more potent.’

So she said earnestly, "Elder Rong, we’ve already examined him. The patient has an aneurysm, and you know the success rate for this kind of surgery is low."

"Little Divine Doctor, you are widely acknowledged as a miracle in the dical community! They say that as long as one of your patients is still breathing, your miraculous hands can bring them back from the brink."

"What’s more, you have both a kind heart and incredible skill, not to ntion many specialized dicines. I’m begging you, please have rcy and save him."

Seeing that Gu Jiaojiao was on the verge of being swayed by Dean Rong, Xia Qiuming imdiately cut in. "Elder Rong, you know as well as we do, it’s not that we don’t want to save him. The success rate for the surgery is just too low. If there were a 50% chance of success, my master would have already operated."

"Then... then what can we do?" Dean Rong grew frantic. He knew the chances of success were slim.

If he were the lead surgeon, he’d have no confidence at all, but he had believed the Little Divine Doctor would have a solution.

"Elder Rong, Professor Xia, get ready imdiately. I’ve decided to do the surgery."

"Senior Sister, are you really going to operate?" Elder Xu hesitated. "Perhaps we should stick to conservative treatnt. We can’t afford to offend the Xiao Family!"

"Elder Xu, I know you an well," Gu Jiao replied. "If we opt for conservative treatnt, I won’t face any blowback."

"But as long as there’s a 50% chance, I have to do everything I can to save him. Otherwise, my conscience won’t be clear."

"I’m only eighteen. Think about it—for the rest of my long life, I’d be tornted by this. Why not risk it all and try?"

On the bed, Xiao Yue had regained consciousness after Gu Jiaojiao’s silver needle treatnt, though he wasn’t fully awake.

After that brief rest, he was now fully awake but lacked the strength to open his eyes.

He had heard every word of the high praise Elder Rong and Elder Xu had for Divine Doctor Su Gu.

He had assud Divine Doctor Su Gu was so reclusive, worldly master—a man, at the very least. He never expected to hear the voice of a young girl.

’And she’s only eighteen,’ he thought. ’No wonder they call her a Divine Doctor. Her talent is on par with my own.’

Xiao Yue was one of Heaven’s chosen, born with a golden spoon in his mouth, but he hadn’t lived a pampered life.

From a young age, he had fought on the front lines, winning countless victories, large and small. His career on the battlefield was a string of triumphs.

At thirty-eight, he was already on equal footing with Mr. Han, but his achievents weren’t won by fate alone.

He certainly benefited from his family’s protection. Every ti he was grievously injured, the Xiao Family was able to procure all manner of precious dicinal herbs for him.

They could summon the most brilliant doctors in the Empire. The Xiao Family was a formidable power within the Empire.

But now, at the pinnacle of his career, he was facing a gamble for his very life.

Professor Xia, the most brilliant surgeon, was helpless. Neither he nor his family had ever even heard the na "Divine Doctor Su Gu."

’And it turns out she’s only eighteen!’

Xiao Yue had been transferred from another war zone to the Southwest War Zone. Professor Xia had been reassigned here earlier due to Mr. Han’s grave injuries.

When he was critically injured and on the verge of death, the military dical team in his sector had said they didn’t dare operate, requesting Professor Xia’s assistance.

But Professor Xia had told them to send him to the Southwest War Zone, saying there might be a sliver of hope for him there.

Yet, for a man who had faced death countless tis, his will was now fading, his spirit listless.

He suppressed the tidal wave of pain in his heart. The agony and indignation almost made him break.

Even if his heart was bleeding, he would not let a trace of it show on his face—

But just now, he had heard the angelic voice of a young girl say there was a fifty-percent chance of success.

What’s more, she was preparing to operate without even asking for a consent waiver. A thrill went through Xiao Yue, but his face remained a mask.

’Heaven wasn’t done with him yet!’

He, Xiao Yue, had always been exceptionally lucky.

Dean Rong, ever responsible, made a promise. "Little Divine Doctor, if this surgery fails, I will publicly claim that I was the lead surgeon."

"Elder Rong, you worry too much. Am I, Su Gu, the kind of person who would shirk my responsibilities?"

"No."

The man on the bed spoke a single word. His voice was so deep it felt as if a weight was pressing down from above.

Even Gu Jiaojiao had thought he was still unconscious. She hadn’t realized the patient was awake.

Gu Jiaojiao had always lived by the principle of acting boldly but living humbly, and she was never arrogant.

But at that mont, she wanted to say sothing to put the patient at ease. "Once this surgery is over, you’ll be completely out of danger."

It wasn’t that she was confident in her dical skills. ’It’s just that whether he lives or dies,’ she thought, ’at least the suspense will be over.’

But Xiao Yue didn’t understand her line of thinking. He thought that after the surgery, he would be completely cured.

Especially when paired with Gu Jiaojiao’s faint, radiant smile, which was breathtakingly beautiful.

Looking at the Little Divine Doctor, Xiao Yue montarily found he couldn’t et her gaze. His heart trembled with excitent. ’I... I can be saved!’

For the first ti in front of strangers, a flicker of emotion crossed his face. "You... you’re Divine Doctor Su Gu? I am Xiao Yue. Thank you."

Xiao Yue’s fists clenched. In that instant, even his ice-cold heart was stirred with excitent.

But he was Xiao Yue, after all. Not a hint of that excitent showed on his handso face.

But his deep, charming eyes roiled with an excitent he couldn’t hide.

Gu Jiaojiao was far from unskilled, but she was also far from arrogant.

’How on earth,’ she wondered, ’did I give him the false impression that I could definitely cure him?!’

He was pinning all his hopes on her, and the pressure was imnse.

Standing at Xiao Yue’s right side, Gu Jiaojiao noticed that his hands were quite striking, with prominent knuckles and long, slender fingers.

He wore a Shanghai-brand chanical watch on his wrist, the height of fashion for the era, that scread, ’I’m a man of distinguished taste.’

He was especially cool with his eyes open—so much so that n would want to kneel and won would seethe with jealousy!

Dean Rong stepped forward. "Little Divine Doctor, we’re all set. Please, lead the way."