615: Chapter 615 If he can't save them, then no one can!

Little Song spoke with a respectful expression, "I know."

"That person is named Ye Chen, he looks to be in his twenties."

"Ah? So... it's him???" Little Song was stunned.

"It is him!"

Director Li Aihua's voice was resolute.

"Little Song, listen to me, let him in immediately! Right now! Immediately!"

"If even he can't save him, then no one can!"

The other side then hung up the phone.

Little Song put down his phone and stared blankly at Ye Chen. "You... you're the one who saved Yan Lingling?"

Ye Chen nodded without saying a word.

Little Song's pupils trembled slightly as his expression shifted from shock to awe, and then from awe to bewilderment.

Who had he just tried to stop?

This was an existence that could snatch a dead man back from the hands of the King of Hell!

This was the figure who had sent shockwaves through the entire medical community of the Southeast!

"You... please, after you!"

Little Song hurriedly stepped aside and pushed open the door to the emergency room. "I apologize for the offense just now, Doctor Ye, please don't take it to heart!"

The two nurses behind him looked at each other, their eyes filled with disbelief.

They had worked under Director Song for so many years; when had they ever seen their director act like this?

Being so respectful and polite to a young man?

Could it be...

That young man is actually that incredible???

"What are you still standing there for? Get out of the way!"

Little Song turned back and glared at them. The two nurses snapped out of it and quickly retreated to the side, clearing the path.

Ye Chen ignored everyone and walked in with large strides.

Wang Guodong was dumbfounded.

He never expected Director Song's attitude to suddenly take a 180-degree turn.

It was simply too inconceivable...

But since the doctor said so, what could they say?

What if Li Yao really could be saved and woken up?

...

Inside the emergency room, the shadowless lamp was still on, its pale light shining on the operating table.

Li Yao lay there, his face as pale as paper and his lips completely devoid of color.

There was a shocking wound on his chest; although it had been sutured, the wound was clearly fatal.

If not for the skill of the lead surgeon, he would likely be dead already.

On the heart monitor, the green waveform line flickered weakly, looking as if it could turn into a flat line at any moment.

Ye Chen walked to the operating table and looked down at the wound on Li Yao's chest.

He could tell at a glance that the wound looked like it had been pierced through from the front by something.

His heart sank suddenly.

"Was his heart already damaged when he was brought in?"

Little Song stepped forward and nodded.

"That's right."

"When the patient was brought to the hospital, he was already in a state of shock."

"The CT scan showed that his chest was pierced by a sharp weapon, with a penetrating wound about two centimeters long in the left ventricular wall of the heart."

"We performed emergency heart repair surgery, but because the injury was too severe and he lost too much blood, his heart function hasn't recovered after the surgery."

He paused, his voice dropping slightly.

"To be honest, with our hospital's equipment and conditions, being able to do this much is already our limit."

"If his physical constitution hadn't far exceeded that of an ordinary person, he probably wouldn't have survived long enough to be brought into the emergency room..."

Ye Chen nodded, asking no more questions, and directly took off his coat.

A nurse nearby quickly handed him sterile gloves.

Ye Chen waved his hand and didn't take them.

He pulled out the needle pouch he always carried with him and unrolled it.

A row of Silver Needles glinted coldly under the shadowless lamp.

Little Song and the two nurses were all stunned.

Wait...

No scalpel?

No sutures?

Just using a few Silver Needles?

Little Song opened his mouth to say something, but remembering Director Director Li Aihua's words on the phone earlier, he swallowed them back down.

Ye Chen took out the first Silver Needle.

With a light flick of his fingers, the Silver Needle accurately sank into an acupuncture point on Li Yao's chest.

Then the second.

The third.

His technique was extremely fast, so fast that Little Song and the two nurses couldn't see his movements clearly.

They could only see flashes of silver light as the Silver Needles were pierced into Li Yao's body.

When the fourth Silver Needle was placed, Ye Chen's right hand paused in mid-air.

Then.

He took a deep breath.

A faint golden light lit up on his fingertips.

That light followed the Silver Needle and slowly flowed into Li Yao's body.

The fourth needle of the "Thirteen Needles of Gods and Ghosts" was called "Spring's Return."

It could bring back the dead, regrow flesh on bones, and repair all physical damage, including internal organs.

It could be said...

It was completely comparable to a scarless surgery!

Soon.

The golden light circulated within Li Yao's body; wherever it passed, damaged blood vessels began to reconnect, and torn muscles began to regrow.

The golden light was most concentrated at the sutured heart wound.

Within the light, the muscle fibers that were barely held together by sutures seemed to be injected with new life force and began to move toward each other.

Healing.

Fusing.

Regenerating.

In less than three breaths, the two-centimeter-long penetrating wound completely disappeared.

In its place was a piece of myocardium as good as new.

"Beep— Beep— Beep—"

The sound from the heart monitor suddenly changed.

It was no longer the weak, powerless beating sound from before, but had become steady and strong with an even rhythm.

Little Song snapped his head up to look at the monitor screen.

He found that...

The blood pressure was rising.

The blood oxygen was rising.

The heart rate was returning to normal.

All indicators were approaching the normal range at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Little Song and the others stared with eyes wide and mouths open wide enough to fit a fist.

He had been a surgeon for over twenty years and had performed hundreds, if not a thousand, open-chest surgeries.

He knew all too well what heart damage meant.

It meant a long recovery period, potential complications at any time, and even if saved, it would leave lifelong sequelae.

But right now...

What was he seeing?

A severely injured patient with a penetrating wound to the left ventricular wall was poked a few times with some Silver Needles, and the heart...

Was completely repaired?

This is fucking unscientific!

This doesn't fucking follow medical common sense!

This is...

Simply a miracle!

The two nurses weren't doing any better; they stood to the side, completely dumbstruck.

They didn't even notice the tray in their hands almost falling to the floor.

"This... how is this possible?" one nurse murmured to herself.

The other nurse was so shocked she covered her mouth.

Ye Chen withdrew his hand, removed the Silver Needles one by one, wiped them clean, and put them back in the needle pouch.

Then.

He turned around and looked at Little Song.

"He's fine now, he should wake up in a while."

"How is that little nun?"

Little Song was suddenly jolted awake, his heart churning like stormy waves.

He's better!

A few needles and he's really better!

This medical skill is simply divine...

He took a deep breath and spoke with a trembling voice.

"Ye... Doctor Ye, that little nun is already out of critical danger."

"But her internal injuries are quite severe, with varying degrees of damage to her internal organs. Although not fatal, recovery will take time."

Ye Chen nodded, put away the needle pouch, and said calmly, "Alright, once I've understood the situation from Brother Li, you can take me there."

Little Song nodded hurriedly.

"Yes!"

"Don't worry, Doctor Ye, I will certainly make the proper arrangements!"

Just as he finished speaking.

The door to the emergency room was pushed open, and Li Qin rushed in.

Bing Lan and the others also followed.

Li Qin saw Li Yao lying on the operating table, and tears immediately gushed out.

"Ye Chen, thank you!"

"Thank you for saving my brother..."

Her voice was choked with emotion and her eyes were red. Ye Chen had never seen Li Qin in such a state.

He immediately waved his hand and said calmly.

"Brother Li and I have known each other for a long time; I wouldn't let anything happen to him."

Li Qin nodded vigorously.

In less than ten minutes.

Li Yao slowly opened his eyes.

He stared at the pale ceiling for several seconds before asking with confusion, "Am I... not dead?"

Li Qin's tears gushed out again, and she sobbed uncontrollably.

"Brother! What nonsense are you talking?"

"With A-Chen here, even if you wanted to die, the King of Hell wouldn't take you!"

Li Yao was stunned.

He slowly turned his head and saw his sister crying like a fountain, and then he saw Ye Chen and the others.

The next second.

His pupils trembled slightly.

"Brother... Brother Ye? You were the one who saved me?"

Ye Chen nodded, not saying much else, and asked directly, "Brother Li, what exactly happened? Who did it? Where is Bai Shanshan?"

Li Yao's face immediately darkened.

"Shanshan... went with them."

"Those people... are very powerful."

"So powerful that even our bullets couldn't hit them!"

Bai Wanqing was shocked. "What? She... she went with them of her own accord?"

Li Yao looked at her, his eyes full of guilt and self-reproach.

"Yes."

"The situation at the time was very complicated."

"We were no match for those people."

"Shanshan took the initiative to step forward and told them to stop; she was willing to go with them."

"Only then did those people stop."

"I thought... at least they would keep their promise and let us go."

His fists were tightly clenched.

"But I didn't expect... they were shameless to the extreme."

"The moment Shanshan left with them, someone turned back to attack, intending to silence us all."

"All the brothers sacrificed themselves to cover me and the little nun, Luo Shui."

"And the two of us were also seriously injured because of it."

"If backup hadn't arrived, we probably would be dead too."