Seeing Zhao Qiui coming out, Zhang Xiaoshan hurriedly went to greet her.
Zhao Qiui removed her mask and said to Zhang Xiaoshan,
"Dr. Zhang, the blood transfusion was very successful. The instrunts show that the patient’s various data indicators are all normal now; there are no major issues. Just take it easy."
Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoshan breathed a sigh of relief and thanked Zhao Qiui.
"Thank you for your trouble, Dean Zhao."
Zhao Qiui gave Zhang Xiaoshan a smile.
"It’s not my credit. After all, it’s your dical skills that are miraculous, Dr. Zhang. The patient’s blood had almost all drained, yet you were able to keep her hanging on by a thread. It’s truly unimaginable. It wouldn’t be an overstatent to call you a Divine Doctor of this era."
"You’re burying your talents staying isolated in the mountains. Why not co to work at our county hospital instead? I will let you be a departnt head, and when you get a bit older, I’ll recomnd you for the position of deputy dean."
Zhang Xiaoshan was now a cultivator who only wanted a secular identity as a cover; being the village doctor in Little Shan Village was the most suitable, as it was leisurely and free. However, if he really beca a doctor at the county hospital, he would then be constrained in the future.
Thus, he made an excuse to politely decline Zhao Qiui’s offer.
"Dean Zhao, I appreciate your kindness, but I feel the countryside is more suitable for ."
"Alright then."
Zhao Qiui sighed with a hint of regret.
"Dean Zhao, could you help find a single sickroom?"
"Of course I can. I must give face to our Dr. Zhang. There’s a convalescent room upstairs reserved for county leaders; I’ll arrange it."
Zhao Qiui flashed Zhang Xiaoshan a flirtatious smile.
She then went off to get busy.
Zhang Xiaoshan pondered Zhao Qiui’s flirtatious smile for a mont, wondering why it seed sowhat seductive. At that mont, Jia Lanhua was wheeled out of the ergency room, interrupting his thoughts, and he didn’t think further on it.
The next morning, just after nine.
Zhang Xiaoshan woke up from the attendant bed.
The facilities in this high-end convalescent room were complete, not only equipped with the patient’s sickbed, but also an attendant bed, and outside there was a reception room.
A normal sickroom that accommodates two or three patients is about twenty square ters, but this single patient room was seventy to eighty square ters- no wonder so many top students were fighting tooth and nail to get into this industry.
Zhang Xiaoshan freshened up and looked at Jia Lanhua lying on the bed. Her complexion had returned to that of a normal person’s, rosy and lively, with steady breathing, indicating that she had passed the critical period.
Zhang Xiaoshan fed Jia Lanhua another Qi Blood Powder, using True Qi to rapidly spread the dicinal effects throughout her body’s organs and ridians.
Slowly, Jia Lanhua woke up.
"Little Shan, where am I?" she asked, feeling dizzy and disoriented in the unfamiliar environnt.
Zhang Xiaoshan said with joy,
"You’re in the hospital, and you’ve passed the critical period."
"I’m still alive?"
Jia Lanhua’s ability to think gradually returned.
Having survived a calamity, she felt both excited and relieved, but at the sa ti, she was in inner turmoil.
She was silent, not speaking.
Zhang Xiaoshan, knowing that Jia Lanhua was not feeling well, began to comfort her,
"Sister Lanhua, don’t overthink it. I will handle this matter properly, and it will definitely not impact you."
"I will arrange your life for the rest of your years and ensure you live without any worries."
"Little Shan, I..." Jia Lanhua began sobbing again, too weak to rise from her bed. She grabbed Zhang Xiaoshan’s hand and cried.
Adversity reveals true friendship.
Previously, Jia Lanhua had been infatuated with the young body of Zhang Xiaoshan, his inexhaustible strength, but now, Zhang Xiaoshan the person had deeply engraved himself in her bones, in the depths of her soul.
This was the kind of man she truly wanted, one who would stand up for her in the face of danger.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
Just then, soone knocked on the door.
Imdiately after, the door was pushed open.
Jiang Man walked in from outside.
At that mont, Jia Lanhua was still holding Zhang Xiaoshan’s hand and wiping her tears.
Jiang Man hesitated for a mont when she saw this scene.
Zhang Xiaoshan felt a bit guilty and quickly withdrew his hand.
Jiang Man’s expression was unreadable. She walked straight over to the bedside.
At that mont, two other police officers dressed in uniform followed her in.
"Little Shan, we have a lead on Wu Damming’s case," she said.
"He’s been caught. These are officers from the special task force; they’ve co to gather information and need your and her cooperation."
"Wu Damming was caught?"
Zhang Xiaoshan was very surprised.
But Jia Lanhua, lying on the bed, showed no reaction, as if she had never known soone nad Wu Damming at all.
This must be what despair feels like.
"Yes."
Feng Yu nodded.
"That’s great."
Zhang Xiaoshan was overjoyed.
But then, Jiang Man poured cold water on Zhang Xiaoshan’s excitent,
"They caught him, but all the money is gone."
"What?"
Zhang Xiaoshan suddenly beca anxious.
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