Zhao Yunlong had heard about Minhong Pharmaceutical, but he didn't believe that this hospital could perform limb replantation surgery, because there wasn't even a professional nurse here, and the person who treated his wounds was a burly man who clearly retained the marks of a soldier.
At this moment, Zhao Yunlong had no intention of cultivating a comradeship. He was utterly despondent and even contemplated suicide. Even if his limbs were successfully reattached, he would have essentially lost his ability to work and would be completely unskilled. This meant that he would have to rely on his parents for the rest of his life, which was the last thing he wanted to happen.
"All of you, get out and bring me the severed limb. Now!"
A voice suddenly interrupted Zhao Yunlong's thoughts. He opened his eyelashes and eyelids, which were slightly sticky from dried tears, and saw a young doctor appear in the room, accompanied by the two men who had been with him.
"yes."
Jiang Yi stepped down. Although he had never met Lin Yao, after joining Minhong, he was trained to obey Lin Yao's orders in everything, without questioning them, only carrying them out.
"Doctor, can my hand be reattached?"
Zhao Yunlong felt his voice was extremely weak, as if it were stuck in his throat and couldn't be uttered, and his throat was also dry. He stared nervously at Lin Yao, who was wearing a large mask and a hat, and felt that apart from the mask and hat, this doctor didn't look like a doctor at all, because the other party wasn't even wearing a white coat.
"Wait a moment, you'll find out soon enough."
Lin Yao's tone was calm, his eyes filled with appreciation and comfort. He couldn't guarantee anything even though the severed limb hadn't been retrieved, even though Jiang Yi's description of the limb on the phone suggested it was fine.
Zhao Yunlong felt as if he were on trial, and whether he would be sentenced to death or released without charge depended on the young doctor in front of him. Although he could not see the doctor's face, he trusted him completely, as if it were his birthright.
"Boss, the severed limb has been brought."
Jiang Yi handed Lin Yao a stainless steel box, looking into Lin Yao's eyes with hopeful eyes. He hoped that his boss could cure his comrade in bed; this was his wish.
"You all leave, and don't let anyone disturb me."
Lin Yao casually took the iron box, turned around and smiled at Zhao Yunlong, "Mr. Zhao, it's all right. You can return to your previous state without any aftereffects."
Jiang Yi was somewhat slow to leave the room. Upon hearing these words, he trembled and a look of ecstasy appeared on his face.
"Get out of the way right now! Don't get in my way!"
Lin Yao turned around and shouted, "Close the door!"
"Yes, boss."
Jiang Yi accepted the order with an unprecedentedly loud voice, his feet instinctively slamming together with a thud, as if he were back in the military camp receiving orders.
Zhao Yunlong remained silent. Although he was filled with fantasies and longings, he still couldn't believe Lin Yao's words.
Is it possible for things to be exactly the same as before, without any aftereffects?!
"It's alright now."
This was the last sound Zhao Yunlong heard before he was plunged into darkness.
At this moment, half of the security guards at Nanchang Minhong Hospital were gathered at the second-floor stairwell, preventing a large group of reporters from going upstairs.
The barbecue stall owner, for reasons unknown—perhaps wanting to publicize Zhao Yunlong's righteous act to earn him government commendation and assistance, or perhaps wanting Minhong Hospital to focus its treatment on Zhao Yunlong—reported the entire incident early that morning to newspapers including *Jiangxi Daily*, *Nanchang Daily*, *Nanchang Evening News*, *Jiangnan Metropolitan Daily*, *Information Daily*, and *New Legal Daily*, as well as notifying Jiangxi TV and Nanchang TV.
After hastily closing his stall, this small business owner surnamed Liu followed the ambulance to the hospital where Zhao Yunlong was taken. He witnessed firsthand the conflict between the staff of Minhong Hospital and the hospital, as well as the forced transfer of Zhao Yunlong to another hospital. Filled with doubt and concern for Zhao Yunlong's ordeal, he enlisted the help of the media to monitor the situation.
Boss Liu met Zhao Yunlong at Minhong Hospital, along with numerous media reporters. Although the media did not photograph the severed hand, attentive reporters captured images of Zhao Yunlong's bare arm, which had only undergone simple bandaging and clearly lacked his right hand.
Reporters used close-up shots to show that the IV drip contained only saline and glucose solution. Even Minhong's staff admitted that no other medications were added to the IV drip, which inevitably raises concerns about Zhao Yunlong's fate.
Jiang Yi ignored the reporters downstairs. He had already given a strict order: no one was allowed to enter the second floor, or they would be fired. He was also worried about Zhao Yunlong's treatment. Although his young boss was rumored to be omnipotent, he still couldn't believe it until he had seen it with his own eyes.
Dozens of reporters and staff carrying cameras confronted Minhong's security guards relentlessly, and the cameras captured these scenes.
The first phase of the article has been written and sent to the editor-in-chief. After consulting with experts and scholars, the reporters all know that Minhong's handling of the case violated medical procedures and showed extreme disregard for the patient's life and health.
The reporters believed that Minhong Hospital was attempting to kill a hero who had acted bravely, depriving him of the opportunity to receive treatment, after initially claiming that the doctor would arrive at 2 PM and then making excuses to say that he would arrive at 7 PM. They even mobilized the Nanchang Municipal Medical Administration Bureau to intervene, but Minhong Hospital refused to cooperate.
The scene in the ward was quite different. It was very quiet, with only the sound of the air conditioner blowing out cold air.
Lin Yao sat beside the hospital bed, holding Zhao Yunlong's wrist with his left hand and the severed hand with his right. Xiao Cao busily performed the reconnection of nerves, blood vessels, and muscles, and occasionally asked Lin Yao to use his medical true qi to nourish the locally reconnected tissues and organs in conjunction with the pill qi she released.
Half an hour later, the sound of the grass rang out.
"Yaoyao, it's all set. Just keep this hand in place. It should be fully recovered in about two weeks. I used a whole 'Dragon Tiger Pill' to promote local bone growth. It would be a shame if that little bone didn't heal properly, hehe."
"Half a month? That's a bit long."
Lin Yao was taken aback; Xiao Cao's prediction was clearly different from his own.
"Do you think he's one of those people from the Yi family who's practiced martial arts?"
Xiaocao scornfully retorted to Lin Yao, "You need to be more quick-witted. No matter how much you try to accelerate the growth of an ordinary person's bones, they won't heal that quickly. Half a month is already pretty good. Don't imagine everyone is a superman. Nobody has the recovery ability of an old bat, like an immortal cockroach."
"Oh, hehe." Lin Yao realized he had overlooked the difference in physical constitution. "Little Grass is amazing! Little Grass is the most amazing!"
"Of course!"
He gently stroked Zhao Yunlong's forehead with his left hand, waking him up slowly.
"Doctor, why did I faint?"
Zhao Yunlong felt very calm. His previous worries seemed to have disappeared. He felt like he was taking a long nap in his dormitory during a rare holiday.
"I made you pass out so I could perform surgery on you." Lin Yao smiled, but his large mask prevented the other person from seeing his expression. "You're fine now. You'll be fully recovered in half a month. I'll take care of it then, and I reckon your wife won't even be able to tell that your right hand was injured."
Ah~~~
Zhao Yunlong exclaimed in surprise and instinctively tried to raise his right hand, but Lin Yao pressed it down.
"My bones are broken, so I can't move them now, lest they become dislocated and grow into deformities. Don't blame me if that happens."