The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 996 - 898: The Hospital’s Decision

On the hospital bed, Uncle Huang, who originally showed no signs of life, suddenly sat up alive, startling those around him. They all retreated in fright, but upon hearing Uncle Huang calling out for water, claiming he was thirsty, his daughter Huang Qian hurried to his side, pulled out a bottle of Nongfu Spring from her bag, and handed it to him, asking, "Dad, is it really you?"

After receiving the bottle, Uncle Huang chugged it down, and once finished, he gestured for more water, saying, "I need water... water..."

Beside him, Huang Qian quickly handed him another bottle of Nongfu Spring.

Once Uncle Huang drank two bottles of Nongfu Spring, he comfortably leaned against the wall, looking up at his daughter: "Qian, you're here? What exactly is happening? I remember feeling like I was dead, trapped in a dark space, but then a surge of Spiritual Water awakened me, filled my body with power, and brought me back here..."

Huang Qian was equally stunned: "Dad, I don't know what's happening... But you're still in the hospital now, and this young man just saved you... But how is it possible for late-stage liver cancer to be cured..."

Upon hearing Huang Qian's words, the surrounding people turned their gazes to Yang Tian, each and everyone shocked: "Could it be that he really is a Divine Doctor, capable of curing cancer?"

Yang Tian clapped his hands: "Alright, the cancer cells in your body have been completely removed; now you just need to recover slowly. I initially planned for you to wake up naturally, but clearly, these people thought you were dead..."

The crowd exchanged glances, filled with awe and admiration, reminded that they too had illnesses. They hurriedly plastered smiles on their faces: "Divine Doctor, you really are a Divine Doctor! Please, no matter what, help cure our illnesses. We were wrong to doubt you earlier; we beg you, please treat our diseases, and we'll pay whatever amount necessary..."

In their minds, if Yang Tian could cure cancer, then other diseases would certainly be no problem.

Huang Qian's eyes were full of excitement and gratitude as she approached Yang Tian, trying to hold his hand but realizing he wasn't much older than her. In the end, she took out her wallet: "You're the savior of our family; please accept this money no matter what. You saved my dad, and I don't know how else to repay you..."

Yang Tian shrugged: "I don't need money. I just need you to report my deeds and let me receive the worship of the masses, that's enough..."

Huang Qian hesitated: "Are you trying to become famous?"

"Exactly, I do want to become famous. Aren't you a journalist? Just report it..."

Yang Tian said.

Huang Qian nodded heavily: "Don't worry, I'll report your story as soon as I get home tonight. After all, being able to treat late-stage liver cancer is a major breakthrough in medicine—it will surely attract worldwide attention and shock..."

As she spoke, she got more excited, finally exclaiming, "Please give me your phone number no matter what!"

"Of course," Yang Tian gave Huang Qian his phone number and briefly introduced himself: "I'm Yang Tian, sort of a Kyoto person, currently without a main job, but equipped with high-level medical skills. I can cure any illness. That's about it; let's take a photo with the patient, you can capture this moment..."

With that, Yang Tian went to the side of the hospital bed, leaning against it.

Huang Qian promptly took a picture.

After finishing everything, Huang Qian hurried back to write the news article, while Yang Tian was surrounded by numerous excited people in the hospital: "Divine Doctor, do you have time now? Please check my condition and see if you can treat it..."

At this moment, Yang Tian felt his innate Demon Talisman start to activate, as waves of powerful Spiritual Breath rushed from all directions into his body, circling once before gathering by his Dantian.

Is it time to start gathering public worship for his medical skills?

Yang Tian excitedly thought.

The following was straightforward. Yang Tian practiced medicine in Capital City's Ninth People's Hospital, treating patients any time, often curing them within one attempt. Quickly, a long queue formed in the lobby where Yang Tian was stationed; every patient coming in line of their own accord, and Yang Tian could treat them with just a hospital bed set up.

Gradually, patients from the inpatient department of the Ninth People's Hospital started coming over, leaving all other doctors and nurses idle.

They began inquiring among themselves, hearing that Yang Tian was a Divine Doctor; they started to panic: "This won't do. If he continues to stay here, what patients will we have to treat? AIDS and cancer can be left to him, but when regular illnesses also go to him, what will we do?"

After a brief discussion, they decided to send the director to find Yang Tian.

The director, named Wang Ningzheng, had graduated from Tsinghua University and stayed in the Ninth People's Hospital for over thirty years, eventually becoming the director. He gathered the hospital's doctors to convene a meeting to discuss Yang Tian. During the meeting, each doctor suggested keeping Yang Tian there and establishing a dedicated cancer consultation room so Yang Tian wouldn't interfere with other medical fields.

After an hour-long meeting, they unanimously agreed to keep Yang Tian for specialized cancer treatment.

When the meeting concluded, Wang Ningzheng walked out, turning a corner to see his non-accomplished nephew: "Xiaojie, what are you doing here!"

This Xiaojie was none other than Li Da's student, the young doctor who had been causing trouble for Yang Tian, later exposed by Yang for having AIDS, causing him to flee in embarrassment. At this moment, he found his uncle Wang Ningzheng: "Uncle, this Yang Tian said I have AIDS, you must teach him a lesson!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Ningzheng's face slightly changed. He scanned Xiaojie up and down, aware of his nephew's reckless lifestyle; still, how did Yang Tian instantly see through it?

He remained silent for a while, suddenly said: "Honestly, I have considerable doubts about Yang Tian's medical skills. Get a sample of your blood; I need it."

"Oh?"

Xiaojie nodded, promptly grabbing a syringe, drawing his own blood sample, and handing it to Wang Ningzheng.

Wang Ningzheng took the syringe and went directly to find Yang Tian...