460: Doctor Chapter——Fang Yuan

"Thank you, teacher, for giving me this opportunity!"

"It's alright, Fang Yuan, this heart transplant surgery is very simple, just follow along and watch carefully!"

"No problem, I will definitely learn well!"

"Okay, you watch here first, I'll go prepare and be right back!"

In a brightly lit operating room, a man lay on the operating table.

This was a hero who signed an organ donation after death. Fang Yuan, with reverence, bowed to the man.

In his opinion, such a person deserved more respect from others.

Because his organs would save several families, just like this time.

The man's heart could save a young man. It was said that the young man's father was a great philanthropist who had donated billions.

Perhaps it was precisely because he had done so many good deeds that he could find a suitable heart source to save his son.

"Save... save me..."

Suddenly, Fang Yuan heard an extremely faint breathing sound.

But in this silent operating room, where could there be anyone else? He looked around but didn't find anyone coming in.

"Save... save me..."

Just as he thought he had misheard, the voice sounded again.

"It's you!"

Fang Yuan looked at the man on the operating table with a face full of astonishment. This person, who should have been dead, was actually alive.

Immediately, he showed a look of ecstasy. Before he could speak, the man's face showed a look of fear.

As if he had seen something that terrified him, a cold voice sounded behind him at the same time.

"Fang Yuan, what are you doing?"

Fang Yuan was originally a little confused, but hearing this voice, he didn't care about anything else and turned his head happily.

"Teacher, he's alive! Let's quickly get him out, he can still be saved!"

But as he spoke, his voice became softer, because he saw the indifferent gaze of his teacher.

"He is already dead!"

Fang Yuan thought the teacher didn't believe him and quickly pointed to the man who seemed to be saying something.

"Teacher, he's not dead, it must have been a misdiagnosis outside, we..."

"Alright, Fang Yuan, you've been too tired lately. Go out and rest. You can follow along and learn next time!"

At this moment, Fang Yuan finally understood. He looked at the refined Middle-aged man in front of him in disbelief.

"Uncle Zhao, are you going to force the surgery?! But he's still alive! How is what you're doing any different from murder?!"

Facing Fang Yuan's roar, Uncle Zhao showed no change in expression.

"Fang Yuan, your father and I were the best fellow disciples. I won't harm you. Go out now, and I'll pretend nothing happened today!"

"Uncle Zhao, my father told me before he passed away that as a doctor, one should save the dying and heal the injured. What you're doing..."

"Enough!"

Uncle Zhao directly coldly shouted at Fang Yuan, "Do you know how much his father donated to the hospital? Even your salary is paid by them."

An ordinary person, a rich Young Master, and even a Genius who could become a powerful Martial Artist in the future.

Whose life is more worth saving, you should be clear!"

"So what? Everyone has the right to live. Why should he..."

Before Fang Yuan could finish speaking, he felt a pain at the back of his head and lost consciousness.

When he woke up again, the surgery was over, and the rich Young Master had woken up and been taken away.

Fang Yuan rushed to the vice-dean's office like a madman. As soon as he entered, he saw the man smoking.

"Zhao Shirong, you are committing murder, do you know that?"

His eyes were bloodshot. Looking at the extremely familiar face in front of him, for the first time, he felt it was so strange, so chilling.

But Zhao Shirong raised his hand to close the door and quietly smoked.

"Fang Yuan, this world is unfair. It doesn't matter who lives or dies, but money can change everything!

Why do you think that man was found? Why could he sign that agreement?

Why was he carried into the operating room when he was clearly not dead? Do you think I could do all this alone?"

"You, you are all devils!"

Fang Yuan's heart felt as if it was being torn apart. He couldn't accept the reality before him.

Zhao Shirong's words were like a sharp knife, piercing his heart and making him feel suffocated.

His once respected teacher, an uncle like a father, would actually do such a thing now.

The man's faint cries for help on the operating table and Zhao Shirong's indifferent gaze kept replaying in his mind.

"How could you do this? You are doctors, angels who save the dying and heal the injured, not executioners!"

Fang Yuan's voice trembled, and his eyes were filled with anger and despair.

Zhao Shirong took a deep puff of smoke and slowly exhaled. The smoke lingered in the air, as if covering up some unspeakable secret.

"Fang Yuan, you are still young and don't understand the rules of this world. Sometimes, for greater interests, we must make some sacrifices."

"Sacrifice? That's a human life! How can you trade other people's lives for profit?"

Fang Yuan's voice was almost a roar.

Zhao Shirong's eyes became sharp. He looked coldly at Fang Yuan, "Fang Yuan, how do you think your father died?

He also insisted on the so-called medical ethics back then, and what was the result?

He died, and you, if it weren't for me, you would have been wandering the streets long ago."

Fang Yuan was stunned. He had never thought that his father's death would be related to Zhao Shirong.

A chill rose in his heart, as if something was collapsing.

"You... what do you mean?"

Fang Yuan's voice became weak, and his body began to tremble.

"Do you think your father died accidentally? No, he was murdered!

You don't have to look at me like that. Great General's kindness to me was as heavy as a mountain. I couldn't possibly harm him, otherwise I wouldn't have adopted you and treated you like my own child!"

As if he had thought of something, a hint of self-mockery flashed across Zhao Shirong's face, "Fang Yuan, you and your father are both too kind.

Back then, he developed a medicine, a medicine that could cure incurable diseases, and it was inexpensive, but not everyone wanted it to be released.

He disturbed the interests of those people, and so your father had an accident.

So I advise you to forget about what happened today, otherwise, you might follow in your father's footsteps."

Fang Yuan felt a wave of dizziness. His world completely collapsed at this moment.

He couldn't believe that Zhao Shirong, whom he had always respected, was such a cold and ruthless person.

And his own father didn't die by accident, but was harmed by some people!

His heart was filled with anger and despair, but he knew that he was powerless now.

"You... you will pay the price for this!" Fang Yuan said through clenched teeth.

Zhao Shirong smiled disdainfully, "Price? Fang Yuan, you are still too naive.

In this world, only the strong can survive. You better remember this."

Fang Yuan didn't say anything more. He turned around and left the office.