Heavenly Dragon Doctor Son-in-Law-Chapter 99 - 100 Are you qualified to be a doctor, you fool?
Seeing the pain Tang Xuewu was in, his heart couldn’t help but ache for her. He had always been clear about his grievances. To help someone who had treated him so coldly? If word got out, wouldn’t he become a laughingstock? And yet, he couldn’t bear to see her suffering.
After a moment of thought, Qin Long gritted his teeth. "Let’s go to the hospital and check on the situation."
"Yes! Yes!" Tang Xuewu immediately grabbed Qin Long’s hand, her voice filled with excitement. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢
"Zi’er, take us to the cardiology department at Jiangzhong Hospital," Qin Long reminded her.
"Yes, Young Master," Zi’er nodded immediately.
"Ah Long, you’re amazing! You even know which department to go to?" Tang Xuewu’s eyes widened as she glanced at him.
"Old Master Tang’s illness is definitely a heart problem," Qin Long explained patiently, holding her hand and gesturing to illustrate the heart’s function. "The root of the issue is in his heart. Once that’s treated, he can leave the hospital."
"You... you’re incredible." Tang Xuewu was stunned, but she roughly understood that her grandfather had a blocked artery that needed to be cleared immediately. Qin Long’s medical skills seem amazing.
「Outside the emergency room for the Cardiocerebral Department at Jiangzhong First People’s Hospital.」
The Tang Family sat anxiously to one side while several specialists reviewed the situation.
"Given the Old Master’s condition, my recommendation is still a bypass surgery," one of the specialists said. "However, his blood vessels are thin, and considering his advanced age, the procedure carries significant risk. The family needs to discuss this. If you agree, sign the consent form, and we’ll operate immediately. I must be frank, though—the success rate is only a few percent. You should prepare for the worst."
Upon hearing this, none of the Tang family descendants dared to look up, let alone sign. They worried that if the old master died on the operating table, whoever signed the form would not only lose their inheritance but also be cursed by everyone. At the mere mention of a signature, they all lowered their heads in silence.
Just as Tang De was about to speak, Zhang Meilan pulled him aside and berated him.
"I recently heard about a ’Medical Immortal’ in Jiangzhong," Tang Sen, Tang De’s second brother, said, frowning as he scanned the crowd. "His Golden Needle technique is said to be miraculous—he even saved Mrs. Zhao’s daughter from a near-vegetative state. Does anyone know this Medical Immortal Qin?"
The rest of the Tang Family shook their heads; none of them had heard of such a person.
At these words, the specialists looked annoyed. Those people just steal our business. Besides, we’re no angels ourselves; sometimes, you can make a nice sum even when the patient dies.
"Fine. If you’re not going to sign for the surgery, you might as well start preparing a coffin," a middle-aged doctor with a specialist’s badge said impatiently.
"Are you even fit to be a doctor? You idiot." A cold scoff suddenly echoed from nearby.
Everyone turned in an instant. It was none other than Qin Long and Tang Xuewu. She supported Qin Long, her face etched with worry. Following closely behind them was Zi’er, looking beautiful and lithe in her sportswear.
The Tang Family and the specialists all looked up at Qin Long.
"Who did you just call an idiot?" the middle-aged specialist demanded, his face flushing red. As an expert with over twenty years of experience and an elite in the field of cardiocerebral medicine, he was deeply insulted. To declare he wasn’t fit to be a doctor was a blatant humiliation!
"I was calling you," Qin Long retorted, his gaze turning icy.
"Who the hell do you think you are!" the specialist snapped, gritting his teeth. "Fine, fine! Tell me, why am I not fit to be a doctor?"
Qin Long shot him a dismissive glance. "Because a bypass surgery isn’t necessary, yet you’re here trying to force them into it," he said coldly. "Isn’t that the definition of an idiot?"
"Fine! Fine!" the specialist roared, his face twisted with fury. "You’re so clever, are you? Go on then, listen to him! Don’t do the surgery! Let’s see if the old man even makes it through the night! If you won’t do the surgery, then let him die!"
Qin Long’s expression hardened, and he was about to argue back when Tang Yuxiang jumped in.
"Qin Long, you damn fool, can you shut your mouth?" he yelled. "Who are you to speak for the Tang Family? Nobody asked you!"
Hearing this, the other members of the Tang Family instantly understood. They were all agonizing over the old master’s condition. For this crippled loser, Qin Long, to come in and verbally abuse the specialist... was he trying to get their grandfather killed? They were all trying to curry favor with the experts; who would dare to openly insult them?
"Qin Long, you’re not welcome here! Get lost, you useless dog!" one shouted.
"You’re nothing but a worthless bum living off a woman!" another sneered.
"Of course we listen to the specialist, not a moron like you!" If you were really so capable, why would we have bothered bringing Grandfather here in the first place?
The Tang Family bombarded him with insults.
Even Zhang Meilan gave Qin Long a shushing gesture. Qin Long had been quite good to their family lately, so she was too embarrassed to yell at him. In the past, she would have marched right up and slapped him silent.
Qin Long shrugged, giving Tang Xuewu a helpless look. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to help, but they simply refused to believe him. There was nothing he could do.
"Ah Long knows acupuncture and massage! He’s really good at it, you guys shouldn’t—"
Before Tang Xuewu could finish, Tang Chuchu cut her off, clenching her teeth. "Tang Xuewu, are you an idiot? Grandfather is dying, and you’re still defending this fool? Get lost!"
"Xuewu, that’s enough. We need to keep a low profile," Zhang Meilan whispered, pulling Tang Xuewu aside and signaling for her to be quiet.
"But Mom, Qin Long’s medical skills really are—" Tang Xuewu started to say, feeling aggrieved.
"Be good, Xuewu. Your father and I know. Let’s just watch and see for now." Zhang Meilan just wanted to keep her head down and avoid attracting attention; she knew that sticking her neck out now would only lead to trouble. With that, she covered Tang Xuewu’s mouth to prevent any further issues.
Frustrated, Tang Xuewu stomped her foot but eventually retreated to a corner to sit quietly.
"Doctor, please don’t be angry," Tang Yuxiang said, rushing to apologize to the specialist. "He’s our family’s famous idiot. His mind isn’t right. He only recently got a little better, but now he’s back to spouting nonsense." As he spoke, he surreptitiously slipped two packs of Zhonghua cigarettes into the doctor’s pocket.
The specialist’s expression immediately softened into one of understanding. He chuckled. "This young master is the one who makes sense. I shouldn’t lower myself to arguing with a madman." He finished with a disdainful glare at Qin Long.
"Doctor, how is my grandfather now?" Unable to contain her anxiety, Tang Xuewu asked again.
"Old Master Tang has some blockage in the arteries of his heart, and they could rupture at any moment," the specialist recited. "His blood flow is dangerously slow. If this continues, it will very likely cause a thrombosis. Therefore, we must clear the vessels as quickly as possible to relieve the pressure on his heart." After speaking, he fell silent. If an artery ruptured, not even a Daluo Golden Immortal could save him.
"The only option is a surgical bypass. However, the Old Master is extremely weak, and with insufficient blood supply to his heart, the mortality rate is as high as eighty percent." In reality, the mortality rate was over ninety percent, but he quoted eighty to ensure he could collect a hefty surgical fee before the old man died.
At this, the faces of the Tang Family members filled with sorrow.
