Chapter 1292 - 1291

With Lin Fan’s single tap, the crazed boy clawing at his own eyeballs immediately lost consciousness, collapsing onto the bed, his hands naturally falling aside. Bloodstains lingered on his fingertips, and fresh blood seeped from the bandages over his eyes, making for a horrifying sight.

The middle-aged woman had already collapsed on the ground, crying loudly. It was only when she saw her son go still that she quieted down, instinctively raising her eyes to look at Lin Fan.

Seeing that Lin Fan was an unfamiliar young man, the middle-aged woman hesitated. Who was this person?

Then she saw Boss Fang walk over.

Boss Fang looked at her and said, "He’s the Dr. Lin I told you about."

Coming to her senses, the middle-aged woman got up from the ground and grabbed Lin Fan’s hand. "Dr. Lin, what’s wrong with my son? Can he be cured?"

Lin Fan replied, "Auntie, don’t worry yet. Let me take a look first."

Boss Fang pulled the middle-aged woman aside and said, "Don’t disturb Mr. Lin while he’s examining."

He glanced at the boy on the bed with a look of distress; it had been so perilous just now. If not for Mr. Lin’s timely intervention, his son’s eyes wouldn’t have been salvageable. Losing the eyes would have been one thing, he might have even lost his life!

It was too dangerous, too dangerous. Boss Fang felt a chill of fear as cold sweat soaked through his back.

Lin Fan sat down by the bed and reached out to untie the boy’s bandages.

The bandages soon came off, revealing the boy’s eyes. Upon seeing the sight before him, even Lin Fan frowned. The boy’s eyes had indeed rotted, the skin around them was swollen and dark, emitting a foul stench. Plus, his own scratching had torn them open, and blood flowed freely.

Lin Fan lifted one of the boy’s eyelids, revealing an eyeball so alarmingly red, laced with numerous tiny black lines, resembling not human eyes but those of a horror movie ghost.

Lin Fan knitted his brows, pulling out a silver needle, inserting it near the eyelid, then withdrew the needle and examined it closely.

Boss Fang and the middle-aged woman watched tensely from the side, gripping their hands tightly, unsure of what diagnosis Lin Fan would make.

Boss Fang remembered something, hurried out, and soon returned carrying a pile of medical records.

"Mr. Lin, these are my son’s complete test reports. Have a look, they might aid your diagnosis," Boss Fang said.

Lin Fan glanced up and replied, "No need, I’ve already reached a conclusion."

Boss Fang quickly asked, "Then what exactly is wrong with my son’s eyes?"

Lin Fan replied, "He’s been poisoned."

Boss Fang said, "That’s what other doctors have suspected too, but during testing, they couldn’t determine the poison. In the end, they concluded it’s an uncommon ocular disease with no corresponding medication. Doctors didn’t dare prescribe anything unnecessarily, only pain and itch relief, which hasn’t helped at all."

The middle-aged woman was a bit puzzled. She had been with her son throughout his treatment, and even the most advanced medical equipment in the world came into play, yet they couldn’t pinpoint a cause. Lin Fan merely probed with a silver needle; can he really diagnose the cause?

Lin Fan nodded, "This poison indeed is rare, it’s normal for those doctors to be unsure of it."

Boss Fang asked, "So, Mr. Lin, can this poison be cured?"

Lin Fan replied, "Where there’s poison, there must be an antidote. Let me think a bit, I’ll write down a prescription, and you can have the medication prepared."

"Alright." Boss Fang was thrilled, seeing a glimmer of hope.

The middle-aged woman pulled at Boss Fang’s sleeve and whispered, "Come outside with me."

The couple stepped outside.

The middle-aged woman said solemnly, "Are you sure about this Lin gentleman you found?"

Boss Fang replied, "Rest assured, he’s trustworthy."

The middle-aged woman said, "Look, we’ve visited countless hospitals and renowned doctors, all reputable graduates experienced in ophthalmology. Yet, they were baffled. Did you see him just now using a single silver needle for a diagnosis?"

Boss Fang said, "What are you trying to say?"

The middle-aged woman said, "What I’m saying is, I’m not convinced. This concerns our son’s eyes, our son’s life! Where did you find this doctor? He’s so young, which hospital is he from? Have you seen his practicing license?"

Boss Fang replied, "I haven’t seen it."

The middle-aged woman rolled her eyes, "You brought in someone with an unclear background to treat our son? What if he’s a swindler? How much did he charge you?"

The middle-aged woman was eager to prove Lin Fan was a fraud. If she discovered Lin Fan was a cheat, she wouldn’t allow him to mess around.

Boss Fang said, "The payments weren’t detailed; I told him as long as he can cure, the cost doesn’t matter."

The middle-aged woman stomped, "How could you say that? What if he can’t cure and charges exorbitantly? How much deposit did he ask for?"

Boss Fang said, "He didn’t ask for a deposit. Calm down, Mr. Lin is genuinely skilled, not a fraud. Just last night at the restaurant, he saved a poisoned woman."

The middle-aged woman paused; they had encountered swindlers before. Frauds claimed to be experts but often demanded hefty fees upfront, refusing refunds if unsuccessful. If Lin Fan were a fraud, he was definitely different from others.

This realization made the middle-aged woman feel a bit more at ease, yet Lin Fan was indeed very young, seemingly only a few years older than her son. Was his medical skill really that impressive? The middle-aged woman had her doubts, choosing to observe further.

Boss Fang understood his wife’s concerns and said, "Let me put it this way, if even Mr. Lin can’t cure him, then we truly have no hope left."

Hearing her husband say this, the middle-aged woman found herself unable to argue further. Her husband had laid it out this way, making it hard for her to object any longer.

The two returned to the room, and Lin Fan handed a piece of paper to Boss Fang. "Follow this prescription and get the medication quickly."

Boss Fang glanced at it, seeing over a dozen medicines listed, and said, "Got it, I’ll personally get the medications."

With that, Boss Fang hurriedly left.

Lin Fan stretched lazily and looked at the middle-aged woman with a smile. "Is there anything to eat at home? I haven’t had breakfast yet. Might as well grab a bite during this time."

The middle-aged woman said, "We do, what would you like, Mr. Lin? I’ll prepare it for you."

Lin Fan said, "Anything is fine. Let’s head out; I can’t eat here."

The middle-aged woman worriedly glanced at her son.

Lin Fan smiled and said, "It’s okay, I knocked him out. He won’t wake up anytime soon."

"Oh." The middle-aged woman had no choice but to lead Lin Fan outside, asking as they walked, "Mr. Lin, my husband says your medical skills are exceptional. Which hospital are you working at now?"

Lin Fan shook his head, "I don’t work at a hospital."

The middle-aged woman’s heart skipped a beat, "Then you must have your own clinic. Which medical university did you graduate from?"

Lin Fan said, "I haven’t attended medical school."

What? The middle-aged woman nearly lost her composure. Lin Fan hadn’t even been to medical school? It sounded unreliable! She couldn’t help but worry again; no, she definitely couldn’t allow Lin Fan to treat!