Suddenly, Xuanyuan Jie seemed to recall something, a hint of difficulty appearing on his face.
"Right, Ling Tian, there's something I need to tell you. Come to think of it, this matter was my oversight."
"Please, go ahead! We're like brothers, no need to be formal."
"Well, you know Elder Lu's status is quite extraordinary, so the medical services provided to him are naturally handled by elites.
And the current medical team responsible for Elder Lu is the first team of the Sword Bureau. I'm worried they might make things difficult for you..."
Ling Tian nodded. Xuanyuan Jie's concern was not unfounded. Where there are people, there is a Jianghu, and where there is a Jianghu, there are disputes!
Even within the Sword Bureau, it was the same. Within their system, there were sixteen medical teams, each specializing in different medical fields.
Of course, there were overlaps in their areas of expertise, which led to comparisons and competition.
In fact, this competition within the Sword Bureau was very fierce. After all, treating important figures was both a challenge and an honor.
Once a prominent figure's illness was cured, and good relationships were established, one's future path would be wide open, a veritable superhighway.
So, while people from different teams appeared friendly on the surface, they were secretly vying against each other.
The Sword Bureau was aware of this situation below. They hadn't intervened, because in any organization, only through such healthy competition could the institution remain vibrant!
Of course, the leaders of each team would maintain a cordial appearance, but the people under them might not be so easy to deal with.
Especially for someone as young as Ling Tian, he might be met with a cold shoulder.
If an ordinary young person were treated with disdain, they would either endure it or leave, as far away as possible, as no one would indulge them.
But Xuanyuan Jie knew perfectly well what kind of monster this young man before him was. He was one of the few who knew what Ling Tian had been doing in Japan recently.
The entire underworld of Japan was now in chaos, a truly惨不忍睹 (miserable to behold) and earth-shattering situation.
Xuanyuan Jie was well aware that even if his entire Xuanyuan family mobilized, using all their manpower and resources, they probably couldn't create the kind of stir Ling Tian had.
Did they truly not fear being turned into a "human stick" by the "stick immortal" if they dared to show him disrespect?
That's why he gave Ling Tian this well-intentioned reminder. After all, young people had tempers, and there were always clueless individuals around. He needed to give him a heads-up.
"Brother Xuanyuan, please rest assured. I am a doctor, and saving lives is my duty. As for prejudice and disdain, they really mean nothing to me!"
They waited for over ten minutes before a man in his 50s, with a receding hairline and a slightly portly build, emerged from the building.
Behind him followed four plainclothes men, whom Ling Tian recognized at a glance as skilled practitioners.
The bald, stout man, wearing a white coat, carried himself with considerable presence. His name was Su Deshang, the deputy head of the first team of the Sword Bureau.
In his youth, he had worked at the Harmony Hospital in the capital for many years and was an expert in geriatric diseases. Later, he joined the Sword Bureau and his career had been smooth sailing.
This man was the main person in charge of Elder Lu's treatment team. All diagnostic and treatment actions, even details of daily life such as medication and water intake, had to be reviewed and approved by him before implementation.
In the past few days, Elder Lu's condition had worsened. The shrapnel remaining in his body had caused inflammation and a high fever.
Although they had used many medications to stop the inflammation and reduce the fever, the elder's physical condition was very poor.
He had even fallen into a coma, being conscious for no more than two hours a day.
Recently, relevant experts from the Sword Bureau had held countless meetings and proposed numerous treatment plans for Elder Lu's condition.
Then, these top medical experts gradually screened and reviewed these plans, selecting the best ones.
However, these treatment plans had not yielded the expected results on Elder Lu; in fact, his condition seemed to be deteriorating. This immediately threw everyone into a panic!
One must understand Elder Lu's status. For such a person, their every move and their health were being closely watched by countless individuals.
Curing his illness would bring both fame and fortune, but failing to do so, while not their direct responsibility, would still be a significant blow.
Just then, someone came to report that Xuanyuan Jie had found a miracle doctor to treat Elder Lu.
Su Deshang's feelings about this were very complex. On one hand, he thought it was nonsense. What kind of experts were not at Hospital 704? Almost all the best and most top-tier doctors in the country were there.
Even if other hospitals in the country had skilled doctors, it was almost impossible to say they could surpass those at Hospital 704.
In other words, if an outside expert could cure an illness that so many of their specialists couldn't, how would the people of the Sword Bureau save face?
On the other hand, he also hoped that this doctor possessed genuine skill. After all, if Elder Lu could recover, the pressure on them would be significantly reduced.
After much deliberation, Su Deshang decided to meet this doctor to see if he had the qualifications and ability.
Furthermore, Su Deshang was well aware of Xuanyuan Jie's identity. The Xuanyuan family and Elder Lu's family had a very close relationship.
The elder of the Xuanyuan family was also over 90 years old. Not long ago, he had personally visited Elder Lu and was received by him, a testament to their esteemed connection!
Moreover, Xuanyuan Jie had stated that if Elder Lu's illness could be cured, the Xuanyuan family would provide the medical team with a generous bonus, an astronomical sum.
Faced with such a magnanimous benefactor, it would be foolish not to show enthusiasm.
Su Deshang immediately strode towards Xuanyuan Jie and extended his hands.
"Mr. Xuanyuan, what brings you here? I heard you've found a miracle doctor. Could you please introduce me?"
"Dr. Su, you are too kind. I am here regarding the elder's illness, of course.
By the way, how is Elder Lu's condition now?"
"Alas, it's not optimistic. He has recurring low-grade fevers, and his conscious time is now less than an hour a day.
Especially in the back of his head, near the brainstem, there is a tiny piece of shrapnel that is causing inflammation.
We are worried that repeated inflammation will lead to brain inflammation, causing brain cell death. If that happens, even if the elder survives, he might end up in a vegetative state!"