"Let me see the data!" Dr. Wu spoke, examining the child. He frowned slightly, "This is not an ordinary illness. Give me a copy of the examination results!"
Many doctors busied themselves, not daring to delay in the slightest.
After some time, Dr. Wu shook his head, "Unless a Great Luo Golden Immortal is reincarnated, this child is unlikely to survive!"
"This..."
The doctors stood frozen, not knowing what to do. They were well aware that the child lying in the hospital bed was no ordinary person. If anything were to happen, not only they, but Director Zhao and the others would be in serious trouble.
"Dr. Wu, you are Qingzhou's top doctor, surely you have some solution?" Liu Hao was filled with despair, "The child lying there is extraordinary, but..."
"I am aware of that, of course," Dr. Wu waved his hand, "but this condition is extremely rare, and I am helpless."
Director Zhao entered the ward, his expression suddenly changing, "Dr. Wu, if even you have no solution, what are we to do!"
"This illness is quite peculiar. With Western medical means, it is likely difficult to turn the tide. If there were a Chinese medicine master, perhaps there would be a glimmer of hope," Dr. Wu stated frankly.
Shen Tianlong stood there, his expression becoming dazed. This was the Shen family's only bloodline, and it pained him greatly.
"A Chinese medicine master?" Liu Hao blinked, "The two from before, they seemed to be Chinese medicine practitioners, I wonder..."
"Shut up!" Director Zhao glared, "Those two charlatans, do they deserve to be called Chinese medicine masters?"
"Director Zhao, the院长 just made a call. He invited Doctor Zhao, but you drove him away!"
A chief physician rushed over. The 院长 was on a business trip and did not understand the hospital's affairs. However, after being driven away, Zhao Handong personally called the 院长, becoming even more agitated.
"He was really invited by the 院长?" Director Zhao staggered, almost falling to the ground, his expression somewhat flustered.
"As long as there is a glimmer of hope, we cannot let it go easily!" Shen Tianlong looked at Director Zhao, "I will personally go and invite him now!"
"Elder Shen, you are too kind. You are a national general, a role model for our generation," Director Zhao said frankly, "I will bring a few chief physicians to personally invite him!"
Shen Tianlong nodded, not saying much more. He just wanted to stay by his grandson's side. With Director Zhao handling it, he felt at ease.
After obtaining the address from the 院长, Director Zhao and the others boarded an ambulance and arrived at the Divine Medicine Hall. Bai Xiaosheng was practicing medicine and was somewhat bewildered by the grand procession.
"Is Doctor Zhao here?" Director Zhao asked as he got out of the car.
"My master is in the backyard having tea," Bai Xiaosheng said in surprise, "May I ask why you are here..."
Director Zhao, without another word, headed towards the backyard, his heart filled with anxiety. The child was in critical condition, and if anything went wrong, he feared he would be ruined.
In the backyard, Zhao Handong was drinking tea, appearing very leisurely. His gaze swept around, making the surroundings seem even more elegant.
"Doctor Zhao, it was my rudeness earlier. Please forgive me!" Director Zhao quickly clasped his fists, "The patient's condition is critical. I hope Doctor Zhao can come out of retirement again."
"Isn't this Director Zhao from Qingzhou Hospital?" Zhao Handong smiled, "I am merely a charlatan, I cannot bear the title of divine doctor!"
"It was my momentary confusion. I drove Doctor Zhao out without asking clearly. I truly deserve death," Director Zhao said sincerely.
Zhao Handong drank his tea, his gaze becoming more indifferent, seemingly unhurried.
"Doctor Zhao, the child is in critical condition now. Once his illness is cured, I will surely come to beg for forgiveness another day!" Director Zhao said earnestly.
Zhao Handong waved his hand, "Seeing how sincere you are, I will tell you the truth. With my medical skills, I cannot cure that child. To truly cure him, I'm afraid my master will have to personally intervene."
"May I ask who your master is?" Director Zhao inquired doubtfully.
"It's the young man who was driven out with me from Qingzhou Hospital. Although he is young, he understands many difficult and complex diseases. If you hadn't driven us out, the child would probably have already recovered," Zhao Handong stated frankly.
"I truly have blind eyes!" Director Zhao complained, "I don't know how to invite your master out!"
"Master is angry right now. To invite him out, without something substantial, it's probably impossible."
Zhao Handong smiled, "You can judge for yourself!"
Director Zhao frowned, then said to Liu Hao, "Hurry and invite Elder Shen. As long as he makes an appearance, this matter will surely be resolved."
Shen Tianlong was a national general and had considerable prestige in Qingzhou. With him going, it would naturally be a smooth process.
Not long after, Shen Tianlong arrived personally. Zhao Handong quickly stood up and clasped his fists towards the elder, "Elder Shen is highly respected. With you coming personally today, my master will surely not disappoint!"
"It's all our fault for being foolish and offending a distinguished person," Shen Tianlong clasped his fists, "I am personally coming to invite Doctor Lu to make an appearance!"
Zhao Handong said nothing more and led them towards the common village.
It was already late, and many people in the common village had fallen asleep. The car driving by woke many people from their dreams, and they looked outside.
Grandma Guihua's courtyard was already filled with cars, with Shen Tianlong at the forefront and Director Zhao accompanying him.
Lu Fan was preparing to sleep. He seemed to sense something and walked outside.
"Master!" Zhao Handong respectfully bowed, "These are people from Qingzhou Hospital, they want to invite you to help!"
"Want to invite me?" Lu Fan glanced, "Before, at the hospital, they were very arrogant! They even drove me out. Now they come to invite me, isn't that contradictory."
"Doctor Lu, it was my ignorance. I beg Doctor Lu to help!" Director Zhao clasped his fists, his tone pleading.
Lu Fan stood with his hands behind his back, "I can indeed cure the child's illness, but why should I help?"
"This..."
Director Zhao's face turned grim. At this critical juncture, delaying even a second could be life-threatening. Now that Lu Fan refused to help, he was even more helpless.
"Doctor Lu, the patient is my grandson. Please take pity on me. He is the only bloodline of my Shen family," Shen Tianlong walked out, his eyes filled with pleading.
Grandma Guihua also came to the door. Seeing this situation, she was somewhat bewildered.
"Master, this is Elder Shen. He fought on the battlefield many years ago and is highly respected in Qingzhou," Zhao Handong stepped forward and said, "His three sons all died on the battlefield, leaving only this only bloodline."
"So that's how it is!" Lu Fan nodded and stepped forward to help Shen Tianlong up, "Don't worry, old man, I will not disappoint you!"
Shen Tianlong was filled with emotion and gratitude. With Lu Fan's words, he felt much more at ease.
Surrounded by many chief physicians from Qingzhou, Lu Fan left the common village and arrived at Qingzhou Hospital.