4: A person in a vegetative state? They can be saved!

Zhao Shousong clutched his fractured wrist and stumbled out of the residential complex gate.

Under the streetlamp, his gold-rimmed glasses hung crookedly on the bridge of his nose, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

"Bitch! How dare you set me up!" He gritted his teeth and looked around, "Who the hell was that wild man?"

The streetlamp at the entrance of the complex was broken, and the lighting was dim; he could only see a pink porsche parked not far away.

The car was rocking gently and rhythmically.

Zhao Shousong spat, "Damn it, I don't know which pair of wild lovers this is, but they sure know how to pick their timing!"

Right now, his only thought was to catch Yi Yue and that man who had suddenly appeared; he had no interest in the steamy affairs happening in someone else's car.

Enduring the sharp pain, he trotted toward the residential parking lot.

Not here! Not there either! After looking around, they were still nowhere to be found!

For a full ten minutes, Zhao Shousong found nothing, and he ran back to the main gate, panting heavily.

To his astonishment, that porsche was still rocking.

The car windows were tinted with dark film, making it impossible to see the situation inside, but the movement seemed to mock his incompetence, becoming even more intense...

Zhao Shousong's anger flared, but he didn't dare to provoke someone who drove this kind of car, so he could only glare at it fiercely.

"Rock all you want! Is it ever going to end!"

He kicked a trash can nearby in frustration and then left while cursing.

He had to hurry back and figure out how to deal with Young Master Chen; that pervert was not someone to be trifled with.

If the fact that he was gay were to spread throughout Xiamen City, he would be completely finished...

The movement inside the porsche finally subsided shortly after.

Ye Chen looked at Yi Yue, who was silently adjusting her clothes, with a complex expression.

He had never dreamed that he would end up having these kinds of encounters with his high school goddess, and getting so entangled.

And what's more, she was the one who initiated it...

Yi Yue kept her eyes closed and said nothing.

Ye Chen was silent for a moment, then found an opening to ask, "Teacher Yi... who is that Young Master Chen? What kind of madness has possessed your ex-husband to make him force you to accompany him?"

Yi Yue turned her head away, sadness showing in her eyes.

"Being a hostess... it's very shameful, isn't it?"

"I used to stand on the podium teaching, but now..."

"That's not what I meant!" Ye Chen interrupted hurriedly, "I just want to see if I can help."

Yi Yue pursed her lips and lowered her head.

"You can't help me."

"He is one of Zhao Shousong's Unscrupulous Friends, named Chen Bo."

"I heard he is the godson of Zheng Hu, the boss behind the scenes at Tiangong Nightclub."

"Zhao Shousong is being coerced by him because... the other party got hold of evidence that he is gay."

Ye Chen's heart sank.

It's that pervert Chen Bo again?

The debt from when that bastard colluded with Hu Jing to frame him hadn't been settled yet...

It seems he was destined to go up against him!

"Teacher Yi, what are your plans for the future?" He took a deep breath, "Zhao Shousong will never let this go, and that Chen Bo is no good either."

He remembered...

Chen Bo was a notorious obsessed fan of married women!

He wouldn't give up until he got what he wanted!

Yi Yue gave a bitter smile, "I don't know. My father is still in the hospital and needs money from the Zhao family to continue treatment. I... I might have no other choice."

Ye Chen's heart tightened, and he immediately recalled the medical section in his inheritance.

"What illness does your father have? Maybe I can help!"

"A car accident, he became a vegetable." In Yi Yue's eyes, a hint of despair emerged, "The doctor said... maybe he'll never wake up in his entire life."

Ye Chen's eyes lit up, "Take me to see him."

"Now?" Yi Yue was stunned.

"Yes, right now."

Ye Chen started the car and explained, half-truthfully, "I'm a graduate of a medical university, and when I was a child, I learned some folk remedies for treating vegetables from my grandfather. They are very effective; he even saved vegetables in and around the village!"

A glimmer of hope flashed in Yi Yue's eyes, "Really?"

"Absolutely real!"

"Thank you, let's go to Xiamen First Hospital immediately!"

The car drove out of the residential area, and Ye Chen saw through the rearview mirror that Zhao Shousong was standing at the entrance of the complex making a phone call.

His face was full of panic.

He ignored him and drove the porsche, stopping on the way at a 24-hour pharmacy to buy a pack of Silver Needles for traditional Chinese medicine.

The two soon arrived at Xiamen City First Hospital.

The hospital grounds were empty and quiet at night, and they walked quickly toward the Intensive Care Unit building.

Yi Yue suddenly grabbed Ye Chen's sleeve, "The nurse on duty knows me; let's go through the back."

They went around to the freight elevator and quietly went up to the 3rd floor, the Neurosurgery Department.

Only a small nightlight was on in the ward, and the caregiver aunt was fast asleep, leaning on the companion chair.

On the hospital bed, Yi Yue's father was thin, with various tubes and monitoring equipment connected to his body.

Ye Chen gently placed his hand on the old man's wrist pulse, and transcendent medical knowledge immediately leaped into his mind.

Cerebral hemorrhage was pressing on the nerves! Part of the brain tissue was necrotic due to hypoxia!

"Can it be treated?" Yi Yue couldn't help but ask in a low voice.

Ye Chen didn't answer and took out the Silver Needles to disinfect them with alcohol.

When the first needle was inserted into the Baihui acupoint, he felt a warm current flowing along the needle into the old man's cranium.

That was real Qigong, which could be used to save people.

Immediately after, a 3D image of the cranium unfolded in his consciousness.

He could "see" the blood clot being slowly dissolved by the warm current.

Just then.

"Hey! What are you doing???"

A sharp female voice suddenly pierced the air from the doorway.

The caregiver aunt was startled awake.

Ye Chen's hand shook, and he almost missed the point, then he and Yi Yue turned around at the same time.

A tall woman in a nurse's uniform was standing by the door, pointing at them.

But when he saw the nurse's face, Ye Chen recognized her...

It was Hu Jing!

Hu Jing obviously recognized Ye Chen too.

She was stunned for a moment, then looked furious.

"Ye Chen? What are you randomly sticking into my patient's head?"

"Are you trying to kill someone?"

She hadn't even recovered from what happened this morning; she had been hiding in a colleague's dormitory all day, not even daring to go and complain to Chen Bo...

After all.

Once Chen Bo found out that the plaything they had spent five years tormenting had snatched away his food, he would probably deal with her as well!

So.

She had wanted to work the night shift to calm down, but she hadn't expected to run into this devil again!

"Do you know her?" Yi Yue asked nervously.

"My ex-wife."

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, not stopping the Silver Needles in his hand, "Help me hold her off."

But Hu Jing had already pressed the call button on the wall: "Security! Someone is practicing medicine illegally on the 3rd floor!"

Before she finished speaking, she rushed in to pull out the needles, but was blocked by Yi Yue.

As the two pushed and shoved, Hu Jing suddenly stared fixedly at Yi Yue and shrieked, "You are Mrs. Zhao? My God! Are you trying to kill your father with your own hands? He is just a shameless scoundrel who owes a mountain of debt!"

"I trust him."

Yi Yue refused to budge, and chaotic footsteps could already be heard from the other end of the corridor.

Cold sweat beaded on Ye Chen's forehead as he manipulated the needles with lightning speed.

When the last needle was placed.

On the hospital bed, the old man's thin, withered fingers suddenly twitched...