The Playboy Bodyguard of the Beautiful CEO-Chapter 997 - 899: The Old Dean Strikes!

Wang Ningzheng held Wang Xiaojie's blood-filled syringe and walked towards Yang Tian. He was in no rush; although HIV survives poorly outside the human body and has a very short lifespan, he held a medical test tube designed to preserve viruses. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

He walked into the hospital building's lobby.

Soon, he saw the lobby was crowded with patients. These patients lined up in a long queue, waiting for Yang Tian to treat their ailments. Among them, some had minor ailments but joined in, packing the lobby tightly.

Wang Ningzheng wore a cold expression, coldly observing the scene. Since the establishment of the Ninth People's Hospital, there hadn't been such a hustle and bustle, but this was still a hospital; it needed to profit. With Yang Tian providing free treatment, how would the medical staff earn their bonuses?

Expression darkening, Wang Ningzheng approached Yang Tian and spoke directly: "Young man, I'm the dean here, my name is Wang Ningzheng. I have something to discuss with you..."

"Whatever it is, speak here; I need to treat the patients."

Yang Tian replied casually.

Wang Ningzheng frowned, seeing Yang Tian's disregard; his expression hardened. "This is Kyoto's Ninth People's Hospital, and we need to make a living. You can treat terminal illnesses like cancer and AIDS, but minor ailments should be handled by our hospital's doctors…"

"Is that the matter at hand?" Yang Tian responded without looking up, "I'm here to court public admiration, so I will treat every person and every ailment…"

Upon hearing Yang Tian's words, Wang Ningzheng's face darkened: "So you're planning to oppose our hospital?"

"It's up to the patients to decide; whoever they want to consult is their choice…" Yang Tian paused, then raised his voice, "Everyone, am I right?"

The waiting patients, already growing impatient, saw Wang Ningzheng trying to delay them further and protested angrily: "Doctor, please step aside; we need to queue. The Divine Doctor is right; it's our freedom to choose which doctor we see…"

Their protest changed Wang Ningzheng's expression. This was his hospital; how could he allow these people to disrupt it? He shouted, "No matter who you are, you cannot cause trouble here. This is our hospital; if you truly want to treat patients, follow our regulations."

Yang Tian started feeling displeased. He was here to gather admiration, but when he noticed the syringe in Wang Ningzheng's hand using his Divine Sense, he quickly discovered it was filled with HIV. He laughed abruptly, "Dean Wang, what's in your hand?"

Wang Ningzheng glanced at Yang Tian and said suddenly: "This is the cancer medication I recently developed; once injected, it can quickly suppress the spread of cancer cells…"

Yang Tian laughed: "So you're planning for me to treat patients with this medication?"

"This…"

Momentarily, Wang Ningzheng hesitated.

The nearby patients hurriedly asked: "Dean Wang, is the medication you're holding really effective against cancer cell spread? Has it been clinically tested?"

"It has been tested…"

After some hesitation, Wang Ningzheng finally replied.

Yang Tian chuckled inwardly; he knew exactly what Wang Ningzheng was plotting. He used his Divine Sense to probe Wang Ningzheng's body and soon discovered he had lupus, an incurable disease manageable with medication; hence Wang Ningzheng appeared vigorous despite being over fifty.

After this revelation, an idea emerged in Yang Tian's mind, and he promptly said: "Dean Wang, let me treat patients with this medication; it can kill all incurable viruses. Cancer, AIDS, and lupus can all be treated…"

"In that case, I'll leave the treatment of patients to you, Divine Doctor."

Wang Ningzheng smirked inwardly.

Yang Tian said nothing; he picked up the medication and called a bladder cancer patient forward. He instructed the patient to undress and lie on a hospital bed. During this time, Yang Tian infused his Spiritual Breath into the syringe, then feigned injecting it into the patient. As the Spiritual Breath entered the patient's body, it thoroughly eradicated the cancer cells. Yang Tian watched the time and then told Wang Ningzheng: "Dean Wang, the cancer cells in his body have been completely cleared. Call his attending physician to check."

"I'll examine him myself to find out!"

A hint of ridicule flashed in Wang Ningzheng's eyes. He hurriedly sent the patient to the oncology department; ten minutes later, he returned, astonished: "My God, the cancer cells in his body have indeed been completely cleared. How was this achieved…"

Yang Tian held up the syringe: "Obviously, it's the medication you provided that was effective; it can kill all viruses and cancer cells. Lupus can be thoroughly treated as well…"

Wang Ningzheng's eyes were full of doubt upon hearing Yang Tian, "Is this true?"

After all, he knew the syringe was filled with Wang Xiaojie's blood. If Wang Xiaojie were indeed infected with AIDS, then the syringe contained HIV. But how could HIV clear cancer cells?

"I don't know either; anyway, I treated the patient with the medication you provided."

Yang Tian replied indifferently.

While Wang Ningzheng remained skeptical, the mention of clearing lupus made him too eager. He had been diagnosed with lupus as a child and managed it with Chinese medicine for years, but it required daily medication and weighed on him heavily. So he rushed into his office holding the syringe.

Inside the office, he hesitated for a long time, eventually recalling Yang Tian's simple use of the syringe to treat a bladder cancer patient. He gritted his teeth and injected the blood into his arm. But, in the next moment, the lupus virus in his body flared up, erupting into red sores as if bitten savagely.

This made his expression change dramatically: "What's happening? My lupus outbreak…"

Frightened, he looked at his hands and feet to discover, to his horror, that his fingernails and toenails were beginning to rot, symptomatic of lupus. His face turned extremely pale with rage, and he stormed out to confront Yang Tian, shouting: "Yang Tian, you've harmed me. My lupus has flared up…"

Yang Tian looked at Wang Ningzheng's sore-covered face and smiled: "Impossible, you're the one who gave me the medication. Don't you know what's in it?"

"You… You…"

Enraged and trembling, Wang Ningzheng couldn't reveal the syringe was full of HIV, swallowing his indignation.

But after this entire uproar, he completely lost it: "Call the police, evict them all!!!"

Yang Tian smiled: "Frustrated into a fury?"

"I'll beat your ass!"

Infuriated, Wang Ningzheng lunged at Yang Tian with his fist, but Yang Tian grabbed his wrist, forcefully slapped him, and knocked him to the ground. Wang Ningzheng struggled to get up, his face livid with fury, shouting: "He attacked me! Seize him immediately!"

But at this moment, a voice full of authority echoed from outside: "Who dares to touch the Divine Doctor!!!"

"Old Dean!"

Upon seeing the elder, Wang Ningzheng's expression shifted.

Several men and women walked in from outside, one of them being Huang Qian. The elder beside Huang Qian was the old dean of the Ninth People's Hospital. Seeing Yang Tian, Huang Qian said hurriedly: "Divine Doctor, I just posted a news article on Weibo and various media platforms, and it immediately alarmed the old dean. He came to see you personally, but couldn't believe you're being driven away. Don't worry, this is the hospital's old dean; he'll help you…"