Chapter 733 - Chapter 733: Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand Si Fuqing! (2)

Chapter 733: Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand Si Fuqing! (2)

Translator: _Min_

“I can cure him, and he can save more people,” Si Fuqing said lightly, “He’s a doctor, and a doctor’s duty is to save lives. So, I’m not just treating a pair of hands, but countless lives.”

Qin Yusong was the chief physician of the cardiology department.

Every year, many patients passed away due to various cardiovascular diseases.

But with Qin Yusong around, the mortality rate could be significantly reduced.

Yuejian’s gaze paused for a moment, and she sighed softly, “Little junior sister, you say you have a tough heart, but sometimes you’re surprisingly soft.”

…

“Third senior sister, help me,” Si Fuqing clung to her arm and began to act coquettishly, “I know you’re the best, when I return to the sect, I’ll tell everyone that you’re better than second senior brother.”

Yuejian:

Precisely grasping her weakness.

“Alright, alright, I surrender,” Yuejian raised her hands, “I’ll listen to you.”

Si Fuqing went to check the ward.

She knew her patients had been switched, but she didn’t mind.

The hospital wouldn’t assign emergencies to interns; it wouldn’t be life-threatening.

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“Grandma, how are you feeling today?” Si Fuqing bent down, “Is your stomach still hurting?”

“It’s still a bit painful,” the grandma said a few words and then opened up, “Ah, my granddaughter even said you shouldn’t join that variety show, saying you’ll be criticized again online, making people worry.”

Si Fuqing thought for a moment, pulled out a signed photo, “Grandma, you can give this to your granddaughter when she comes next time, let her focus on studying, I’m doing fine.”

Backstage.

The department head was very satisfied, “Miss Si is really suitable to be a doctor. She’s quite good at communicating with patients. The old folks just love her for being such a well-behaved girl.”

Director Qin’s mouth twitched, “Don’t be deceived by her appearance.”

Well-behaved?

Indeed, she was quite well-behaved, even tying a butterfly knot for a python.

Very girlish.

Today’s recording didn’t encounter major issues, but some interns were still scolded by Qin Yusong, including Wei Chengyun.

They didn’t thoroughly inquire about the patients’ medical history.

During dinner, Ning Zhi sighed, “I don’t deserve to study medicine with my qualifications.”

“It’s not about deserving or not,” Si Fuqing took a bite of her bun, “As long as you study hard, and study for long enough.”

Upon hearing this, Bai Jinxi looked up.

Study hard?

Talking about “effort” in front of so many medical prodigies?

That’s ironic.

While the interns were eating, the door of the cafeteria was pushed open.

Everyone turned to look.

But Bai Jinxi stood up with excitement, “Secretary Liu.”

Secretary Liu was LI Yanchen’s personal secretary. His presence meant LI Yanchen came to visit her shift.

“Our President LI wants to treat everyone to some food,” the secretary smiled, “Thanks for your hard work during these days of shooting.”

Upon hearing this, the interns couldn’t help but feel a bit restrained.

Including two postdoctoral fellows in their thirties, who were even older than LI Yanchen.

But in the circle of Sijiu, who hadn’t heard of LI Yanchen’s name?

Originally, the LI family was inferior to the Lin family, but because of LI Yanchen’s extraordinary methods, the LI family successfully rose to become the second-tier powerhouse after the Yu family.

LI Yanchen stood at the door without entering, just glanced at the secretary.

The secretary understood and began to distribute drinks and food.

When it came to Si Fuqing, he said specifically, “Miss Si, this is your milk tea.”

“I don’t drink it, there’s powdered fat inside, it’s not good for the body,” Si Fuqing lowered her head to write the medical record, “I’m a star, I have to maintain my figure.”

The secretary was speechless.

Their milk tea wasn’t from a street stall; it was from a top-tier dessert shop. Where would there be any powdered fat?

He glanced at LI Yanchen, then whispered, “Miss Si, this is President LI’s goodwill. You should understand, right?”

Si Fuqing still didn’t raise her head, “I said I’m not drinking it, didn’t you hear?”

The secretary could only put down the milk tea and leave.

Bai Jinxi naturally saw this scene.

She clenched the cup tightly, her fingers turning white.

What is Si Fuqing doing?

Flirting with LI Yanchen in front of her?

Isn’t Su Yang enough, she still wants a second one?

Bai Jinxi couldn’t bear it anymore, but with so many people around and her being LI Yanchen’s girlfriend, she had to be generous, otherwise, she would be criticized.

Finally, LI Yanchen spoke up, “Alright.”

The secretary wiped the sweat from his forehead, “President LI still has some matters to attend to. He’ll come to visit everyone another day.”

The door was closed again.

Ning Zhi whispered, “Teacher Si, don’t you like drinking milk tea?”

Si Fuqing rarely posted on Weibo, but her studio’s business was quite active, often posting about her daily life.

The most common things were milk tea, cola, and fried chicken.

“It depends on who it’s from,” Si Fuqing lazily replied, “If it’s from someone else, what if I really get sick from drinking it?”

Ning Zhi nodded, “True, we still need to be cautious when we’re outside.”

Si Fuqing didn’t work overtime today; she left the hospital on time.

Sang Yanqing also knew about LI Yanchen’s visit, immediately becoming alert.

She kept an eye on things and called Yu Xiheng, “Mr. Yu, something happened today…”

Yu Xiheng raised his head, “LI Yanchen?”

On the side, Feng San flipped through the files, “He’s the eldest son of the second branch of the LI family, currently serving as the president of the LI Group.”

Yu Xiheng nodded lightly, “The child of Yunzhi still hasn’t been found yet?”

Feng San hesitated, “Still matching DNA samples from abroad.”

Even Zero’s intervention, finding a child lost twenty years ago was like finding a needle in a haystack.

And some people from remote areas might not even be included in DNA databases.

Yu Xiheng nodded, emotionless, he said, “As soon as possible.”

Feng San acknowledged.

“Boss, boss,” Si Fuqing poked her head in, “I want to drink milk tea. Where did you buy it last time?”

Yu Xiheng raised an eyebrow, nonchalantly, “Do it yourself; self-sufficiency is the key to prosperity.”

“You made it?” Si Fuqing was surprised, then applauded, “No wonder! I was wondering why it tasted so good, better than what I usually get outside. Boss, you’re amazing!”

Feng San:

After studying for so long, he still couldn’t flatter as effortlessly as Miss Si.

At Sijiu City First Hospital.

Qin Yusong was still in his office, going through medical records, but his heart couldn’t calm down.

The words Si Fuqing said during the day kept echoing in his ears.

He didn’t hold much hope; he just thought Si Fuqing was kind-hearted.

At this moment, the office door was pushed open.

“Haven’t left yet?” Cai Zhongnian walked in, “How was today?”

“There’s progress,” Qin Yu Song came back to himself, “The kids are all enduring hardships well.”

“In our line of work, it’s all about hard work. Your hand… sigh, it’s such a pity.” Cai Zhongnian also felt very distressed, “Both you and Qingchen are rare medical prodigies.”

But such a prodigy was ruined by a medical dispute.

The main culprit of the medical dispute would at most go to prison for a few years. Who could bring back a lost hand?

“I’ve told you all before, I went to the Free State for further study and heard of a miraculous doctor,” Cai Zhongnian said, “They call this doctor ‘Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand.’ This doctor is truly remarkable; he can even revive vegetative patients.”

“It’s a shame nobody knows where he went. If I could find him, your hand would definitely be saved.”

Qin Yusong suddenly looked at him with shock, his hand trembling.

Cai Zhongnian was puzzled, “What’s with that expression? Don’t believe me? I’m serious. Some people just need a good night’s sleep, and their illness disappears. It sounds unbelievable, right? But there are such doctors; the end of science is theology.”

Qin Yusong struggled to control his wildly beating heart, and he slowly exhaled, “If what you’re saying is true, I might have encountered the doctor you mentioned.”

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