Divine Doctor's Harem



Genius Qi took shape!

Under Wang Chao's control, the Genius Qi firmly clamped the ruptured blood vessels in Little Sun's brain, stopping the bleeding.

However, the previous amount of bleeding was significant, causing brain herniation and compression of the cerebellum.

If the intracranial hematoma wasn't cleared promptly, Little Sun would still be in grave danger.

"Now things have become a bit more complicated," Wang Chao's expression turned serious.

He could use his Genius Qi to stop the bleeding, but the effect would not last long.

To quickly remove the intracranial hematoma, there was only one method: craniotomy!

Craniotomy required specialized tools and a long sterile drainage tube.

Within a short time, he couldn't find these tools.

"Doctor, how is my disciple? Is he okay?" Old Wu anxiously looked at Wang Chao, his eyes filled with worry and hope.

With the ambulance yet to arrive, he could only pin his hopes on Wang Chao.

"The internal bleeding is temporarily under control, but the intracranial hematoma must be eliminated. Otherwise, he will still die within thirty minutes," Wang Chao frowned.

Little Sun was already displaying abnormal breathing, indicating that his cerebellum had been damaged.

"Ahh!"

Old Wu's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. He immediately knelt in front of Wang Chao and pleaded, "Doctor, I beg you, please save Little Sun."

"He's my only disciple, my only family."

After speaking, he continuously kowtowed to Wang Chao, his attitude incredibly sincere.

"Old master, I will do my best to save him," Wang Chao's expression became resolute.

As he said those words, he clenched his teeth and made a decision.

Without a drainage tube, he would create one himself!

A Genius Qi drainage tube!

Wang Chao activated his Genius Qi, transforming it into a surgical scalpel, razor-sharp. He swiftly stabbed it into the top of Little Sun's head.

The surgical scalpel was unrivaled in sharpness, piercing through Little Sun's skull, cutting through the meninges, and reaching the site of the hematoma.

At the same time, he circulated his Xuan Gong, solidifying the Genius Qi, turning it into a slender drainage tube with a diameter of 0.5mm. It pierced into the hematoma, with one end within the hematoma and the other outside the skull.

Once connected, the hematoma within Little Sun's brain immediately started to flow out slowly through the Genius Qi conduit, staining the ground with a trickle of blood.

"Why is there more bleeding?" Old Wu's eyes widened in fear and worry.

"Old master, please rest assured. This is the bleeding from his brain. After draining this blood, he will no longer be in danger," Wang Chao explained.

As the hematoma was drained, Little Sun's breathing gradually stabilized, and even his pupils began to enlarge and regain regular size.

"It's working, doctor! You're truly amazing, it's working!" Old Wu rejoiced, standing up excitedly.

"Old master, please sit down. Don't get overly anxious or excited, as it might affect the treatment," Wang Chao advised.

"Okay, okay." Old Wu was overjoyed and quickly sat down, quietly observing Wang Chao's treatment.

With unwavering focus, Wang Chao controlled the size and stability of the drainage tube, continuously draining the hematoma.

After twenty minutes, the intracranial hematoma was finally completely cleared from Little Sun's brain.

Wang Chao removed the Genius Qi drainage tube, completely retracting it. He then took off his outer garment and pressed it against Little Sun's head wound, instructing Old Wu, "Old master, you hold this wound."

Old Wu obeyed without hesitation, taking over Wang Chao's hand and pressing it against Little Sun's wound. He asked, "Doctor, is this enough to save Little Sun's life?"

"It's almost enough," Wang Chao remained calm. "Old master, if you want to save his life, keep holding the wound like this. When the doctor arrives, he will be saved."

"Okay, okay, thank you so much," Old Wu expressed his gratitude excitedly.

"Saving a life is an immeasurable act of virtue, it's the least I can do," Wang Chao stood up. "You keep holding the wound, I'll go wash my hands."

After speaking, he quickly left and disappeared into the crowd. Eventually, he returned to his BMW car and used tissues to wipe off the blood stains on his hands.

"Brother, is the person saved?" Wang Baoqi asked.

The crowd was too dense, completely surrounding the area, and she couldn't see anything that had happened inside.

"He was lucky to encounter a divine doctor like your brother and managed to cling to life," Wang Chao sighed. He looked ahead at the streetlights and the high bridge. "Behind the high bridge, there is a shadow, tears beneath the neon lights!"

"These migrant workers are the worker ants of this city. They toil day and night, working hard, using their own hands to build this city brick by brick."

"They give their all, creating happiness with their own hands. Yet, they aren't qualified to enjoy the happiness they've built."

"Baoqi, no matter what you do after graduation, always remember not to forget the contributions of these workers. They are the true owners of this city!"

As Wang Baoqi heard Wang Chao's words, she murmured to herself, "Behind the high bridge, there is a shadow, tears beneath the neon lights."

She carefully pondered over Wang Chao's words and found them increasingly reasonable.

The workers have sacrificed so much for the construction of the city.

Wang Baoqi looked at the distant crowd, recalling the horrific sight of Little Sun just now, her eyes filled with compassion and sympathy.

At the same time, she was lost in thought.

Clearly, Wang Chao's words had resonated with her.

"Alright, I'll take you to school now," Wang Chao said calmly.

Helping workers injured during their work was a common occurrence for him. He would lend a hand when he saw someone in need.

However, an individual's power is limited.

There are too many impoverished people, and one person alone can't help everyone. It requires the intervention of the country.

At that moment, the traffic police arrived, directing traffic, collecting evidence from the collision vehicles, and instructing them to move aside, quickly clearing the blocked road.

After the ambulance arrived, many vehicles at the scene began orderly departing.

Wang Chao's BMW also left.

Before leaving, Wang Baoqi looked at Little Sun, who was surrounded by doctors and nurses, with an even more contemplative expression.

"We are doctors. Where is the injured person?"

After Wang Chao left, a doctor and a nurse hurriedly got out of the ambulance and rushed to the scene where Little Sun had the accident.

"Doctor, great timing! I'm Old Wu, and this is my apprentice, Little Sun. He fell while repairing the streetlight. Please quickly check if he can be saved," Old Wu exclaimed with joy.

"Let me have a look first."

The doctor crouched down and examined Little Sun's condition. After seeing that there was no immediate life-threatening danger, he looked shocked.

He observed the head injury on Little Sun but also noticed the height of the streetlight, over ten meters high. How could someone fall from such a height, hitting their head, and still not be in life-threatening danger?

Moreover, during the examination, he found that Little Sun's pupils were equal in size and very responsive to light.

This clearly indicated that the cranial trauma was not as severe as expected.

It was nothing short of a miracle!

However, upon seeing the bloodstain on the ground, the doctor furrowed his brows and asked, "Mr. Old Wu, did someone provide treatment to your apprentice just now?"

The bloodstain on the ground was obviously cleaned, with some brain tissue fluid, now almost coagulated.

"Yes, yes, another doctor treated Little Sun just now. He said something about removing the intracranial hematoma, that Little Sun is not in immediate danger, but still needs to go to the hospital to stop the bleeding," Old Wu replied.

"Removed the intracranial hematoma? How was it done?"

"I... I don't know. I just saw his hands like this, and then like that. Little Sun's head opened up with a cut, and a lot of blood flowed out. I didn't see any drainage tube. It seemed like Little Sun's blood flowed out into the air."

"Like this and like that?"

As the doctor heard this, his eyes widened, displaying disbelief.

He finally understood that the doctor who treated Little Sun's condition didn't use any tools!

No craniotomy knife!

No drainage tube!

None of them!

How was this possible?

The doctor looked at Little Sun's wound, then at the bloodstain, his mouth agape in shock, unable to speak for a while.

The human skull is the hardest bone!

Unless a highly specialized cutting tool is used, it's virtually impossible to cut through the skull with ordinary means.

Moreover, Wang Chao's cutting technique was exceptional. He only cut a tiny piece of bone and precisely drained the hematoma.

This treatment method was simply godlike, unbelievable!

It was incredibly awe-inspiring!

"Could that person be a human scanning machine? So precise?" the doctor muttered to himself.

"Doctor, can... can my apprentice still be saved?" Old Wu urgently asked.

The doctor snapped out of his thoughts and replied, "Yes, he can. Let's go back to the hospital for further examination."

A group of people lifted Little Sun onto a stretcher and transported him to the hospital for further examination, including a scan of his intracranial blood vessels.

Once again, everyone was astonished by the results.

Little Sun had multiple ruptured cerebral blood vessels that required surgical repair; otherwise, he would be at risk of life-threatening bleeding.

"Mr. Old Wu, the doctor you mentioned earlier, what method did he use to treat Little Sun?" asked a professor with a furrowed brow.

As a neurosurgeon who had performed many surgeries, he had never seen a patient with such peculiar circumstances.

Based on his assessment, Little Sun's cerebral blood vessels were severely damaged, which would result in significant bleeding and subsequently, intracranial hematoma and brain herniation.

Brain herniation would compress brain tissue and ultimately result in Little Sun's death.

However, it seemed that all the blood vessels were somehow clamped by an invisible force, preventing further intracranial bleeding.

It was nothing short of a miracle!

"I'm not quite sure either. He seemed to use acupuncture, yes, acupuncture. There were many silver needles on Little Sun's head," Old Wu replied.

Everyone quickly examined Little Sun and indeed found some silver needles on his head, which shocked them once again.

"Why did not you mention this before the scan?" the professor asked, his face darkening.

It was well-known that metal objects must be removed during CT scans or examinations; otherwise, grave consequences could occur, potentially endangering the patient's life.

"I... I could not bear in mind at that moment. Doctor, is there a problem?" Old Wu became anxious.

Although the professor wanted to scold him, he ultimately said, "It's fine."

However, he could not help but stare at the silver needles, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Could acupuncture really suppress intracranial bleeding?

It seemed inconceivable and impossible no matter how they looked at it.

Moreover, despite the strong electromagnetic force exerted by the machines, those silver needles hadn't flown out of the acupoints on Little Sun's head, making it even more inexplicable.

"A divine doctor reborn, I'm afraid there's no one with such medical skills," the professor muttered, full of admiration for Wang Chao's expertise. Then he uttered to Old Wu, "Old Wu, your apprentice is lucky to have encountered such an esteemed person."

Subsequently, they wheeled Little Sun into the operating room for surgery. Although Wang Chao had only drained the hematoma and stopped the bleeding, further surgery was still necessary for Little Sun's faster recovery.

Meanwhile, Wang Chao's BMW had already parked near the entrance of the high school.

He got out of the car, carrying bags of belongings, and walked with Wang Baoqi to her dormitory on foot.

"Master, let me help you!"

Liu Yilin rushed over from inside the school, enthusiastically offering to carry Wang Chao's belongings. He then smiled at Wang Baoqi and said, "Wang Classmate, long time no see."

"Yeah, it's been a while," Wang Baoqi nodded.

Since learning about Liu Yilin's efforts for their family, she had started to view him in a more favorable light.

Liu Yilin beamed with satisfaction.

"Aren't you training at the company? Why are you back at school?" Wang Chao glanced at Liu Yilin.

"Master, although I'm from an affluent family, I still need to take entrance exams. The exams are coming up soon, so I have to go back to school to review," Liu Yilin replied.

"You can study?" Wang Chao looked at him disdainfully.

This affluent second-generation had always been known for martial arts and causing trouble. Now he claimed to be able to study?

"Master, please do not look at me like that. I really can study, and since I started practicing your mind techniques, my mind has become much more agile. I'm confident I'll get good grades in the exams," Liu Yilin uttered confidently.

"Wang Chao!"

Before Wang Chao could respond, Liu Yifei came out of the school's administrative office and ran up to him. "You've come at the right time! Quickly, take me home!"