The Strongest Dandy in the City-Chapter 233: Treatment

"Xiaofei, Chenfeng is right, with the current level of medical advancement, your grandfather will be fine," Ye Zhenhong said, deceiving himself. He was all too clear that Duan Nan, the head of the military hospital in Capital City, was not only an authority in medicine in Huaxia Country but also internationally. If even he said that Wu Anguo was beyond help, then the chances of Wu Anguo surviving were practically zero. Now, the only thing to do was to comfort Wu Xiaofei, who was the most emotionally unstable.

After being silent for two or three minutes, Wu Xiaofei murmured softly, "Don’t try to comfort me anymore. If the military hospital can’t save my grandfather, then which hospital in Huaxia Country could possibly cure his illness?"

The military hospital in Capital City can be said to be the very best in Huaxia Country. Whether it be the skills of the doctors or the medical facilities, they are incomparable to other hospitals. After all, the military hospital in Capital City mainly serves the high-ranking officials and meritorious figures of Huaxia Country.

Seeing Wu Xiaofei with tears blurring her vision and a face of slight despair, Ye Chenfeng felt an ache in his heart. The memories of the times when Xiaofei stood up for him and protected him from childhood flashed through his mind. He gently kissed Wu Xiaofei’s forehead and said with unwavering determination, "Xiaofei, do you believe in me? If you do, I promise I’ll ensure Grandfather Wu lives a safe and peaceful life."

With her waist embraced by Ye Chenfeng, Wu Xiaofei, upon hearing his words, could not help but want to believe him. Even though she knew her grandfather was nearly beyond hope, she still said, "Chenfeng, I believe you."

"Chenfeng, Xiaofei, don’t just stand here foolishly, let’s go to the special care ward and see An Guo!" Ye Zhenhong’s tone was filled with sorrow. He had never expected such a tragedy to occur during what should have been happy times.

Wu Zhifang, Wu Kunming, Wu Jie, and Ye Dongjian glanced at Ye Chenfeng and Wu Xiaofei. Although they were reluctant to admit it, they had to accept that Wu Anguo didn’t have much time left.

In the special care ward.

Wu Anguo lay on the bed with his eyes closed, looking very peaceful but extremely pale. Duan Nan, the head of the military hospital, said, "Wu Anguo has fallen into a deep coma, and I fear he may leave this world while comatose."

As a doctor and the head of the military hospital, Duan Nan had the responsibility to let the patient’s family know about Wu Anguo’s condition. He could not comfort the family with promises that were beyond the hospital’s ability to fulfill.

Ye Chenfeng approached the bed, extended his right hand, and gently placed his palm over Wu Anguo’s chest. A gentle stream of Soul Force flowed from his palm into Wu Anguo’s body.

After examining Wu Anguo with the Soul Force, it was clear that his condition was just as Duan Nan had described: one of the blood vessels on his heart had ruptured, and the entire organ was showing signs of necrosis.

However, for Ye Chenfeng, this was not an insurmountable problem. He had cured late-stage cancer before; could he not also cure Wu Anguo’s illness? Moreover, Wu Anguo was Wu Xiaofei’s grandfather! Even if it meant snatching a life from the hands of King Yama, Ye Chenfeng was determined to save Wu Anguo’s life.

The onlookers in the ward watched Ye Chenfeng’s seemingly pretentious actions, their grief intensifying. Ye Dongjian spoke up, "Chenfeng, stop deceiving Xiaofei. We should all just face reality."

"Chenfeng, rest assured, even if my dad is no longer around, no one will stop your marriage to Xiaofei. That’s a promise I’m making to you," Wu Zhifang said, shaking his head.

Ye Chenfeng didn’t have time to explain everything to them. Only by truly curing old Master Wu would those present believe his words. So, without hesitation, he took out the acupuncture set he always carried with him and started to heat a silver needle with a lighter for sterilization.

Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s actions, Duan Nan panicked. Wu Anguo’s condition was already very grave, and if he was needlessly stuck with a few needles, his condition could deteriorate immediately, perhaps not even allowing him to live for another couple of days. Duan Nan hurriedly tried to stop him, "Young man, what do you think you’re doing? Are you planning to perform acupuncture on Wu Anguo? If it were possible to cure Wu Anguo’s condition with just acupuncture, we wouldn’t need hospitals at all. Besides, acupuncture requires precise control over the acupoints. If you needle the wrong spot, the consequences will be beyond your imagination."

"Chenfeng, stop this nonsense. I know you’re worried about your Grandfather Wu, but you don’t know anything about medical skills. Hurry up and put the silver needles away," Ye Zhenhong commanded.

"Grandpa, who says I don’t understand medical skills? Moreover, I’ve promised Xiaofei I would ensure Grandfather Wu lives a long life, and I will make good on that promise. As a real man, I should be responsible for the words I’ve said," Ye Chenfeng said earnestly.

"Chenfeng, don’t get agitated. We all know you’re not versed in medicine, and no one will blame you for it."

"That’s right, Chenfeng! Put away the silver needles quickly! I believe Xiaofei won’t blame you either."

"Chenfeng, don’t add to the chaos any longer, let Grandpa Wu spend these two days in peace!"

"Brother-in-law, even if you can’t save my grandpa, you are still my one and only brother-in-law, and no one here will blame you for it."

Wu Zhifang, Wu Kunming, Ye Dongjian, and Wu Jie took turns persuading Ye Chenfeng.

Ye Chenfeng’s eyes were solely on Wu Xiaofei as he asked again, "Xiaofei, do you believe in me?"

Looking into Ye Chenfeng’s clear, confident eyes, Wu Xiaofei replied unconsciously once more, "Chenfeng, I believe in you."

A smile crept onto Ye Chenfeng’s lips, followed by his Soul Force being channeled into the silver needles, which he quickly stabbed into Wu Anguo’s chest, "swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh swoosh," the five silver needles were inserted into Wu Anguo’s chest almost simultaneously.

The onlookers were all agape, especially Duan Nan, who was well-versed in medical skills. Seeing Ye Chenfeng’s acupuncture technique, he was certain that Ye Chenfeng was an acupuncture master; however, despite how skilled Ye Chenfeng might be, he positively could not pull Wu Anguo back from the brink of death.

As the five silver needles penetrated Wu Anguo’s chest, Ye Chenfeng’s right palm pressed against the side of the chest near the needles. The purpose of these needles was to stabilize the blood vessels of the heart. One blood vessel on Wu Anguo’s heart had already ruptured. If Ye Chenfeng carelessly used the Soul Force to heal Wu Anguo, the blood vessels in his heart might not withstand it, leading to a complete burst of the vessels. At that point, even Ye Chenfeng would have no recourse.

"Chenfeng is really being reckless, we can’t let him continue this nonsense," Ye Zhenhong said, coming out of his shock.

"Zhenhong, don’t rush into anything. I see that each needle he’s inserting is very precise. Although it has no effect on Wu Anguo’s condition, it won’t worsen it either. Let’s just let him be for now!" Duan Nan spoke up, his gaze curiously scanning Ye Chenfeng up and down.

As the continuous flow of Soul Force infused, the ruptured blood vessel on Wu Anguo’s heart slowly healed, and then, nourished by the Soul Force, the progressively necrotized heart also began to regain its functions.

Since Ye Chenfeng’s Soul Force had advanced to the seventh level, not all of his Soul Force was depleted while treating Wu Anguo, and the treatment time was significantly shortened as well.

About half an hour later...

Ye Chenfeng withdrew his palm, with a small part of his Soul Force consumed, and a fine layer of sweat beading his forehead.

"Young man, now you must believe what I said, right? You’ve tried your best, and now it’s time to peacefully accompany Wu Anguo on his final journey," Duan Nan said.

Ye Chenfeng, with a smile lingering at the corner of his mouth, didn’t respond to Duan Nan and instead looked at Wu Xiaofei, "Xiaofei, I won’t let you be saddened. Grandpa Wu’s illness has been cured by me."

Everyone in the sickroom stared at Ye Chenfeng dazedly, thinking that he was laying it on a bit thick with his lie—how could Wu Anguo possibly...

While they were secretly upset, Wu Anguo unexpectedly opened his eyes without any warning and even muttered, "Shouldn’t I be at Chenfeng and Xiaofei’s engagement ceremony?"

This time, everyone in the sickroom held their breath, especially Duan Nan. Although he was sure Wu Anguo could live for one or two more days, he should have remained in a coma, and even their hospital couldn’t wake Wu Anguo from his coma. Could it be that the young man’s few needles actually roused Wu Anguo?

Many questions lingered in Duan Nan’s mind at that moment. (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian (qidian.com) to cast your recommendation votes and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)