14: Chapter 14 Don't try to scam me, I have no money.

Just now, Chen Mo had recovered his full Internal Energy and waited in the room for quite a while.

The commotion outside was clearly transmitted to his ears.

He hadn't expected that simply performing some Massage Therapy would attract so many people.

And by the looks of it, these people wouldn't leave until a result came out.

Helplessly, he squeezed out a head full of sweat, pretended to be weak, and walked out of the room while supporting himself against the wall.

Han Shuang immediately came up to him and asked with concern, "Little Mo, how are you? Are you alright?"

"Auntie Han, I'm fine. I'll be better after resting for a few minutes." Chen Mo straightened his back slightly.

The middle-aged man stepped forward, "Since you're fine, can we go in and see Young Miss Tang now?" He didn't care whether Chen Mo was tired or not; all he wanted to see was Tang Yao's current physical condition.

Hearing this, Han Shuang also held onto a sliver of hope as she asked, "By the way, how is Yao-yao? Has she improved?"

Chen Mo said casually, "Anyway, I think there's no need for surgery anymore, but it still needs to be checked by a professional doctor."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man burst into laughter, "If you had made up something a bit more restrained, I might have believed you. But to have the audacity to say surgery isn't needed? Do you take us for three-year-olds?"

The slight good impression everyone had formed due to Chen Mo's weak appearance vanished, and they all looked at him with disgust.

Even the Old Dean, who knew Chen Mo's background best, shook his head. This young man was not only arrogant but still trying to save Face at this point; he really deserved what was coming to him.

He said indifferently to the medical staff, "Let's go in and check the data. If nothing unexpected happens, we'll have to perform surgery later."

Chen Mo didn't say anything. After all, he had healed Tang Yao using Internal Energy, which probably exceeded everyone's understanding, so it was reasonable for them not to believe him.

However, as for what the actual result was, they would know once they went in.

The group entered the patient's room.

The middle-aged man walked straight to the instruments to check the data, and the other medical staff followed to record it.

Although Chen Mo couldn't understand it, he also stood guard nearby.

The Yellow-Haired Girl following beside the Old Man in Tang Suit whispered, "Grandpa, you really can't judge a book by its cover. Such a decent-looking guy turns out to be a swindler."

The Old Man in Tang Suit smiled and said, "Xiao Xu, where do you see that he is a swindler?"

"Isn't he? Even the Old Dean doesn't believe him." The Yellow-Haired Girl blinked.

The Old Man in Tang Suit smiled without saying anything.

In front of the vital signs monitoring equipment.

Heartbeat, pulse, respiration, blood pressure...

The medical staff present couldn't help but frown and verify every single piece of data they recorded for a long time.

In the end, they started whispering to each other.

"How is this possible?"

"Why is the data like this?"

While whispering, the medical staff kept looking back at Chen Mo with strange gazes.

The middle-aged man looked at the data, his voice trembling: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

"You must have tampered with the equipment!" He shouted, pointing at Chen Mo.

Chen Mo was puzzled, "Tampered with what? Tang Yao's vital signs should be very normal, right?"

After he used his Internal Energy to nourish her, he had sensed her condition thoroughly, and there was nothing abnormal about Tang Yao's body.

If one had to say there was something abnormal, it was that her hand moved a little.

Could it be that this was also reflected in the instrument data?

Thinking of this, Chen Mo couldn't help but feel a bit guilty.

Because even he didn't understand why Tang Yao had moved like that.

If the hospital asked, how would he explain it?

Seeing the change in Chen Mo's expression, the middle-aged man's previously panicked heart settled down. He said with a firm tone, "No wonder you dared to say surgery wasn't needed. So you really did tamper with the equipment! What audacity!"

Chen Mo was really starting to panic now.

Being accused of such a thing, would he have to pay to repair the machines later?

He quickly defended himself, "Don't talk nonsense! I haven't even touched these things. Besides, I'm just a poor student; you can't scam much money out of me!"

Seeing his expression, which showed he was afraid of being scammed, the Yellow-Haired Girl couldn't help but chuckle. She thought she might have misjudged him; she had never seen such a silly swindler.

The medical staff were also confused.

If they said he hadn't tampered with it, the instruments shouldn't be showing the current data.

But if they said he had tampered with it, it didn't make sense that a high school student could fix a multi-million dollar piece of equipment in just a few dozen minutes.

Seeing everyone's reaction, Han Shuang couldn't help but look nervous, "Old Dean, what's wrong? Is Tang Yao's condition very abnormal?"

"Abnormal, very abnormal." The Old Dean looked at the data repeatedly and answered subconsciously. After a pause, he continued, "All the physical data is healthier than a normal person's. It's simply too abnormal!"

Han Shuang's heart had almost sunk to the bottom, but hearing the second half, she suddenly became pleasantly surprised and was so excited she couldn't speak coherently, "That's really, really great!"

"Senior Ghost Doctor, does this mean Tang Yao doesn't need surgery anymore?" Chen Mo asked.

Although he was confident, he still wanted confirmation from a professional doctor to be completely at ease.

As long as it was confirmed that Tang Yao didn't need surgery, he could leave.

Otherwise, he really wasn't used to being watched by so many old men and women outside the window.

Whether it was the title "Senior Ghost Doctor" or the thought of the middle-aged man accusing Chen Mo of tampering with the equipment, the Old Dean calmed down a lot.

"It cannot be confirmed yet."

The Old Dean walked to the hospital bed, stared at Tang Yao's Face, which already had a healthy flush, and reached out to take her pulse.

Seeing this scene.

All the medical staff held their breath, waiting for the Old Dean's diagnostic result.

Their trust in the Old Dean's pair of "Ghost Hands" was even greater than in the hospital's multi-million dollar imported diagnostic equipment.

Meanwhile, the middle-aged man had already stood behind Chen Mo, looking as if he was trying to block his escape route.

The Old Dean closed his eyes and concentrated. His pair of aged, chapped hands rested on Tang Yao's wrist, with four fingers sensing the two arteries and two veins respectively.

Gradually, the Old Dean's fingers trembled slightly.

His expression also became very grave.

Seeing this from the side, the middle-aged man assumed that Tang Yao's physical condition must be vastly different from the instrument data, and he couldn't help but rejoice inwardly.

Although this went against medical ethics, as soon as he thought about being able to see Chen Mo, this scum, receive the punishment he deserved, he couldn't care about that anymore. With a mix of disgust and relief, he said to Chen Mo, "If it weren't for the Old Dean being here, you might have actually succeeded today. But since the Old Dean has stepped in, just wait to fulfill your bet."

"Oh, right. This isn't just practicing medicine without a license anymore. Damaging medical equipment is a very serious offense. I think you can call your parents now."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he didn't give Chen Mo a chance to explain and directly called the equipment department, telling them to come over and estimate the compensation amount for the equipment damage.

"Little Wu, stop messing around! Apologize to this young man immediately!"

The Old Dean, having finished taking the pulse at some point, reprimanded the middle-aged man.

"Old Dean, how can you call this messing around? Although he is young and ignorant, intentionally damaging medical equipment brings such serious safety hazards? I cannot let him off today no matter what!" Having finished the call, the middle-aged man was hot-headed and spoke righteously without thinking about anything else.

But the Yellow-Haired Girl, as a bystander, clearly noticed that the Old Dean's attitude was completely different.

He not only changed how he addressed Chen Mo but also asked Dr. Wu to apologize to him.

Could it be that this guy isn't a swindler?

She looked at Chen Mo with lively eyes, full of interest.

At this moment, the Old Dean said seriously, "I have already diagnosed her. Tang Yao's condition is exactly the same as the vital signs data shown by the instruments."

"I knew it, he definitely tampered with the instruments—" Halfway through, the middle-aged man realized what was said and looked at the Old Dean in disbelief, "What did you say? Exactly the same!?"

"What? Do you think he also tampered with me?"

"I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't dare! Your student would absolutely never think that." The middle-aged man said in a panic.

"Then why don't you hurry up and call the equipment department and tell them not to come? Do you really want to make a fool of yourself?"

"This... I've already called them. If I tell them to go back now, won't they think I'm playing with them?" The middle-aged man explained weakly, but the meaning behind his words was that he still insisted on having the equipment department come over to take a look.

"Fine, you don't even believe my words now. You have such a spirit of seeking truth and pragmatism, so just wait." The Old Dean snorted coldly.

The old people outside saw this scene through the window and looked at each other in dismay.

Even the Old Dean was on the young man's side. Was their previous judgment really wrong?

Chen Mo didn't care about what others thought and kept asking, "Old Dean, Tang Yao shouldn't need surgery anymore, right?"

"Of course not! Young Miss Tang is even healthier than an average normal person now. It's truly a miracle! May I ask how you achieved this, young man?" The Old Dean's attitude toward Chen Mo was very polite.

"This… it's a secret technique from my sect. I'm truly sorry." Chen Mo continued to brush it off with a laugh.

"Auntie Han, since Tang Yao doesn't need surgery, I can leave with peace of mind."

Being surrounded and watched by a group of old people pressing against the window made Chen Mo, who had social anxiety, feel quite uncomfortable.

He said goodbye impatiently.