308: Chapter 308 Cancer Cured?

"Beep—beep—beep—"

The rhythm of the monitor became increasingly stable.

The line that once announced death was now recording the trajectory of a returning life with a healthy and powerful frequency.

Dr. Zhang suddenly spun around and stared intently at Ye Chen, finally unable to contain himself.

"How did you do it?"

"Who... who exactly are you?"

Ye Chen didn't answer.

He didn't even look up.

His fingertips picked up another of the Silver Needles, his wrist turned slightly, and he steadily pierced Yan Lingling's Qimen Point on the left Liver Meridian.

The needle went in about an inch, and he gave it a gentle twist.

A stream of warm True Qi flowed through the needle into that body, which had been weakened by long-term illness and emptied by massive hemorrhaging.

The liver stores blood and governs dredging and discharging.

The liver cancer had ruptured; blood was not returning to the meridians, and Qi was escaping along with the blood.

What he had to do was more than just wake up the heartbeat.

He had to stop the wound that was still slowly oozing blood.

He had to make that liver, which had been gnawed by cancer cells for years, resume its proper duties.

Even... cure it!

One.

Two.

Three.

With every needle that fell, an almost invisible ripple spread from the tail of the needle.

The ripple was very faint.

But under the shadowless lamp, it seemed to carry some ancient rhythm.

No one spoke in the resuscitation room anymore.

Everyone held their breath, watching this young man use his hands and dozens of Silver Needles to snatch a life back from the King of Hell.

Minutes and seconds passed.

It was unknown how much time had passed.

Ye Chen's right hand landed on the Silver Needles that had been inserted first into Yan Lingling's forehead.

His fingertips lightly touched the tail of the needle, pausing for half a second.

Then.

He gently pulled it out.

"Ugh—"

A groan as soft as a mosquito's buzz escaped from those pale lips.

Sophie's whole body shook.

Yi Yue suddenly gripped her hand.

The next second.

Yan Lingling's tightly closed eyes suddenly snapped open!

Those eyes had once been dim due to pain.

Now, they were like dusty pearls suddenly polished, reflecting the cold light of the shadowless lamp above.

She opened her mouth.

Like a drowning person finally surfacing, she breathed greedily... her chest heaved rapidly, like a fish out of water being returned to the river, frantically drawing in every bit of air.

Sophie burst into tears with a "wah."

She rushed to the side of the operating table, holding Yan Lingling's cold and slightly trembling hand, sobbing so hard she couldn't speak in complete sentences.

"Lingling..."

Yi Yue stood behind her, tears falling silently.

She looked at Ye Chen's back.

But Ye Chen didn't look back; he just quietly put away the Silver Needles, rolled up the needle pouch again, and tucked it into his robe.

There was a dead silence in the resuscitation room for two seconds.

Then... someone started clapping.

The applause was scattered at first but quickly merged into a whole.

The senior nurse wiped away her tears.

The young nurse's eyes were red as she clapped her hands desperately.

Dr. Zhang stood where he was, looking at the stable and powerful curve on the monitor, and then at Ye Chen.

He said nothing.

He just gave a deep bow.

She's alive.

She really came back to life.

This result spoke louder than a thousand words; it had created a medical miracle!

Someone coming back from the dead—such a thing was almost unheard of in medical history.

Unless it was a misdiagnosis or a state of suspended animation.

Otherwise... without exception, once a person was dead, it was basically impossible for them to come back to life!

Dr. Zhang straightened up, his eyes full of excitement as he looked at Ye Chen.

"Young brother..."

"I, Zhang, have practiced medicine for thirty years, and today my eyes have truly been opened."

Ye Chen put away the needle pouch and looked up, his expression calm.

"Take her for another check-up."

"The liver cancer lesions should have been resolved as well."

Those light words made Dr. Zhang freeze for a moment, and he even doubted his ears: "You... what did you say? What's been resolved???"

Ye Chen looked at him and patiently repeated himself.

"I said, her liver cancer should also be resolved."

"You'll be able to confirm it if you take her for a comprehensive examination."

Dr. Zhang's expression went from blankness to shock, and then from shock to even more shock.

Liver cancer.

Late-stage.

Ruptured and bleeding.

These three terms combined formed one of the most desperate diagnoses for an oncologist!!!

The five-year survival rate was less than ten percent, yet this young man in front of him said... it was resolved?

With a few Silver Needles?

In less than ten minutes of needling?

Shocking!

Too shocking!

The nurses around them were also stunned.

The senior nurse, having just come to her senses, widened her eyes again.

The young nurse's mouth was agape, her jaw nearly hitting the floor.

Even Sophie forgot to cry and stared blankly at Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, are you telling the truth???"

Yi Yue stood beside Ye Chen, silent.

But her eyes were startlingly bright.

Ye Chen didn't offer much explanation.

He just gave a slight nod.

"Yes, it's done."

"The cancer cells should all be inactivated, and the liver wounds have been repaired."

"Focus on recuperating afterward; no chemotherapy or medication is needed."

He paused.

He glanced at Yan Lingling.

"She can live to a hundred. If she wants more than that, she'll need some nourishment."

Everyone: "???"

Wait... is a hundred years old too little?

A hundred years is a lot, okay!

Nowadays, people who live past seventy are already considered long-lived!

But why did it feel like this young man thought it was a bit short?

"That's impossible!"

The senior nurse blurted out.

She only realized she had lost her composure after saying it, but the words were already out and couldn't be taken back. So, with a flushed face, she stammered in defense, "I... I'm not doubting you, it's just that this is too..."

She couldn't go on.

Because it really was too ridiculous.

So ridiculous that any person with a modern medical education would have the first reaction of... this is absolutely impossible.

However.

The powerfully beating curve on the ECG monitor.

The clear eyes Yan Lingling had opened.

All these were reminding her that the young man before her might really be able to do those "impossible" things.

Dr. Zhang was, after all, a man who had seen the world.

He quickly calmed down and gave orders to the nurses.

"Contact the Radiology Department and open the green channel."

"Head, chest, abdomen—a full abdominal enhanced CT, right now!"

The senior nurse snapped back to reality and nodded quickly. "Yes! I'll go right now!"

The next second.

She ran out of the resuscitation room.

Dr. Zhang turned to Ye Chen again and said solemnly.

"Young brother, I believe you."

"But medicine requires evidence."

"This examination report must be done."

"Not to doubt you, but to prove just how much we've been like frogs at the bottom of a well."

Ye Chen looked at him and nodded slightly. "As you should."

...The test results came back very quickly.

Through the green channel, the director of the Radiology Department operated it personally.

Half an hour later.

Dr. Zhang's hands trembled as he took the CT film slowly spat out by the printer.

Cured!

Just as Ye Chen had said... the liver was as good as new, and it was impossible to tell that she had liver cancer before!

Dr. Zhang's hand on the film viewer was shaking.

The director of the Radiology Department behind him had also leaned in at some point.

The two stood side by side in front of the light, like two interns who had just entered the profession, looking at the same film over and over, confirming it repeatedly.

There was a long silence.

The director of the Radiology Department took off his reading glasses and rubbed his brow forcefully.

"Old Zhang..."

His voice was a bit raspy. "Explain to me, what's going on here?"

Dr. Zhang didn't answer.

He couldn't answer.

He just slowly put down the film, turned around, and ran toward the hallway... In the hallway, Ye Chen was leaning against the wall, looking down at his phone, occasionally flirting with Bing Lan, that icy beauty.

Yi Yue was with Sophie and Yan Lingling, speaking softly.

At this time, Dr. Zhang walked up to Ye Chen and stopped, blurting out a sentence: "Young brother, are you an immortal?"

Ye Chen put away his phone and looked up at him.

"No."

"I'm just an ordinary student of medicine."

Dr. Zhang gave a bitter smile.

An ordinary student of medicine?

In this lifetime, he would probably never encounter another "ordinary" person like this.

He didn't ask any more questions.

Some things didn't need to be asked too clearly.

He just gave Ye Chen another deep bow, then turned and strode toward the nurse station.

"Notify Oncology, Hepatobiliary Surgery, Pathology... all directors who aren't on the operating table, come to the Consultation Room."

"Say... there's a late-stage liver cancer patient who just finished emergency resuscitation ten minutes ago."

"Now the lesions have completely disappeared, and the liver morphology has returned to normal."

"Let them come and see if this is really the same person."

Nurse: "???"

Huh?

Was Dr. Zhang joking?

But looking at Dr. Zhang's expression, it didn't seem like it... she immediately started dialing the phone in a flurry.

Half an hour later.

The Consultation Room was packed.

The director of the Oncology Department was an old lady in her sixties with gray hair and gold-rimmed glasses.

She had looked at the two CT films back and forth no less than ten times.

Then.

She put down the films, took off her glasses, and looked at Dr. Zhang. "Little Zhang, are you sure you didn't take someone else's films by mistake?"

Dr. Zhang gave a bitter smile.

"I personally sent the patient, personally took the films, and personally checked the name and hospital ID."

"There's no mistake."

The old lady was silent for a long time.

She turned her head and looked at the young man in the corner who was looking down at his phone.

She watched him for a long time.

Finally.

She personally stepped forward and invited him with a sincere face.

"Sir, I am Director Li Aihua, the director of the Oncology Department at this hospital. Would you be willing to practice at our hospital?"

"A million-dollar annual salary!"