47: Chapter 47 The Heart!

Su Ye walked away quickly.

Nowadays, Su Ye could be considered a minor celebrity within the hospital.

The reason was simple: once that video, "If I'm Rich, I'll Be Lewd," was released, almost every young person at The First Peoples Hospital was shaken.

The older generation of doctors were so shocked they felt faint, and the Publicity Department was initially anxious.

To everyone's surprise, the video went viral, directly pushing Su Ye to become the hospital's newly minted "Spiritual Leader."

In a sense, this could be considered a clash between the "Traditionalists" and the "Reformists" within the hospital.

In the end, Su Ye, this medical genius, used traffic as a sharp blade to achieve a phased victory.

As he walked down the corridor, people really did recognize him.

"Is that the genius, Su?"

"It really seems to be him. He's much more handsome in person than in the video. Why is he walking so fast?"

"Shh, keep it down. He's the hospital's treasure now."

Su Ye felt nothing inside.

No, that wasn't entirely true.

Because at this moment, Su Ye's heart was racing with excitement.

Li Tong.

As soon as this name appeared, something seemed to strike a chord deep in Su Ye's heart. Li Tong was the middle-aged man who had collapsed at the Marathon, the one whose heart already showed signs of a budding embryo, and the person who had allowed Su Ye to truly comprehend the Breathing Technique from the "rhythm of the heart and breath" for the first time.

All this time, Su Ye had been waiting.

At first, he thought his judgment might have been wrong, or that Li Tong's condition wasn't as serious as he had imagined. But now that he heard the name again, the long-suppressed anticipation in his heart was ignited in an instant.

After quickly crossing two corridors, Su Ye could barely contain the excitement within him.

Logically speaking, as a Standardized Resident Trainee, he did not have the qualifications for independent consultations.

Even though he was currently quite prominent in the hospital, even though he held a Provincial Level 1 Medical Practitioner License, and even though the Vice President treated him with special regard, rules were rules. Without sufficient seniority, seniority was a heavy burden.

But Su Ye was different, after all.

Within the hospital, he was already an exception among exceptions. Zhang Yuanping valued him, the Vice President looked after him, and the old man Zhou Jingtang had made it clear he intended to mentor him. Although Zhou Jingtang hadn't explicitly used the word "disciple," the people in the hospital weren't stupid; everyone understood it tacitly.

Furthermore, Zhou Jingtang had repeatedly mentioned it personally to the hospital's senior management.

Su Ye already possessed the ability to conduct independent consultations and could be given opportunities as appropriate.

Therefore, this time, because the patient had specifically requested to see a young doctor named Su Ye as soon as he entered the hospital, and had mentioned the emergency rescue at the Marathon, the hospital had cleared the way after verifying the information.

They allowed Su Ye to conduct the consultation alone.

This in itself was a very high level of authorization.

...

Inside the consultation room.

Li Tong was already waiting inside.

The moment Su Ye pushed the door open, he saw his appearance clearly.

His complexion was flushed.

It wasn't a healthy flush, but a crimson red as if something was trapped inside his body, unable to dissipate. Especially around the corners of his eyes and the sides of his nose, there was a faint aura of heat. Sitting there, even though he was perfectly still and appeared delirious, he gave off a sense of restless anxiety.

It was like a ball of fire burning deep within his flesh and blood.

Li Tong had originally been keeping his head down with his hands resting on his knees, breathing somewhat heavily. When he heard the door open, he jerked his head up, and the moment he saw Su Ye, his eyes lit up.

That feeling was truly like a drowning person suddenly seeing a piece of driftwood.

"Dr. Su!"

He stood up almost immediately, his voice carrying an irrepressible urgency.

"You're finally here. Please, save me."

Su Ye walked over quickly and gestured for him to sit down first.

"Don't rush. Sit down and talk."

"How are you feeling now?"

After Li Tong sat down, it was as if he had finally found his backbone; his emotions stabilized slightly, but he still couldn't hide his anxiety when he spoke.

"At first, I didn't think there was any major problem with my body." He gasped for air, his voice dry. "After I fainted at the Marathon that day, I kept thinking it was just due to extreme exertion and heatstroke. After all, my head was spinning at the time, and I didn't think much of it."

"Besides, I lost the number you gave me."

Speaking of this, he looked a bit annoyed and embarrassed.

"I originally thought that if I was fine after a couple of days, I'd just let it go. But I didn't expect that things would get more and more wrong over the past few days."

Su Ye's gaze narrowed slightly.

Li Tong raised his hand to press on his chest, gritted his teeth, and his voice lowered.

"Every day, it feels like there's a fire burning in my chest."

"It burns during the day, and it burns at night. It's most uncomfortable when I lie down. Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night from the heat, as if someone stuffed a piece of burning coal into my heart. I'm just so miserable."

"At first it was just stuffiness, then it became scalding, and later, even breathing started to feel scorching and painful."

"I couldn't stand it anymore, which is when I remembered what you said to me that day."

"I just thought, no matter what, I had to come here. I just wanted to see you."

By the time he finished speaking, a layer of fine sweat had broken out on his forehead. Clearly, just describing these symptoms was enough to cause him discomfort.

And Su Ye, at this moment, had almost completely confirmed his suspicions.

As expected.

The thing inside Li Tong had not dissipated; instead, it was continuing to develop.

It was even more pronounced than it had been at the Marathon.

Li Tong clearly regarded Su Ye as his last straw for survival now.

This wasn't strange.

After all, it was Su Ye who had saved him at the Marathon. Coupled with the fact that when he came to find Su Ye, he had heard about Su Ye's standing in the hospital—Provincial Level 1, genius doctor, disciple of Jiangcheng's medical titan—these labels, when stacked one after another, gave Li Tong hope. Especially since Su Ye had told him to find him if he had a 'problem'; that emphasized 'problem' was something he had only truly understood in these past few days.

Su Ye didn't rush to express his stance.

"Let me check your condition first."

His voice was calm, and his movements were steady.

After speaking, Su Ye picked up the stethoscope from the table and, like the most ordinary doctor, pressed the chest piece against Li Tong's chest.

But in reality.

The moment the stethoscope landed, the index finger of Su Ye's other hand had already naturally pressed against the skin of Li Tong's chest.

Almost at the same moment.

Mental Energy surged in silently.

Following the skin, passing through flesh and blood, it probed toward that abnormally restless heart.

Li Tong did not know what was happening.

In his perception, he only felt that the young doctor's hand was surprisingly steady. There was even an indescribable coolness in his palm, and that coolness seeped into his chest bit by bit, like a drop of water falling into a boiling wok, strangely suppressing that scorching sensation by a few degrees.

Just this one moment.

Li Tong couldn't help but let out a long breath.

Comfortable.

So comfortable.

It was as if the fire that had been suppressing his chest for several days had finally been opened up by someone.

And Su Ye's consciousness, at this moment, had completely submerged into it.

He "saw" it.

Li Tong's heart, compared to the last time, was completely different.