In an instant, all eyes were on Ye Qiu.

Except for Bai Bing, the other experts were unfamiliar with Ye Qiu and assumed he was just Bai Bing’s assistant.

“Do you have a way to stop the bleeding?” one expert’s eyes lit up as he asked.

“Yes.”

“What method?”

“Maoshan Talisman.”

The expert’s face immediately darkened. “Director Bai, where did you find this assistant? This is a critical moment, and he’s talking about feudal superstitions.”

Bai Bing frowned slightly.

Ye Qiu said, “Director Bai, let me try. Using the Maoshan Talisman, I should be able to stop the bleeding.”

“Should? So you’re not sure, are you? If we delay the emergency treatment and the patient dies, who will be responsible?” another expert said discontentedly.

“Do you have a way to stop the bleeding?” Ye Qiu’s words made the expert’s face flush.

If I had a way, would I be wasting time talking to you?

Ye Qiu continued, “If we don’t stop the bleeding soon, the patient will die in a few minutes.”

“How confident are you?” Bai Bing asked.

“Fifty percent.”

Hmm?

Bai Bing and the other experts looked at Ye Qiu with skepticism.

Fifty percent was not a low chance.

“Let Ye Qiu try!” Bai Bing decided.

An expert immediately said, “Director Bai, you need to think carefully. If he fails to stop the bleeding and the patient dies, who will bear the responsibility?”

“I will,” Ye Qiu said.

“You? You’re just an assistant. If the patient really dies, can you bear the responsibility?”

The white-haired expert said, “I think now is not the time to discuss responsibility. We need to stop the bleeding quickly!”

“Ye Qiu, go ahead. If it fails, I’ll take the responsibility,” Bai Bing said.

Seeing that she had spoken so decisively, the other experts couldn’t say much more. Besides, the situation was urgent, and they couldn’t find a better way to stop the bleeding.

Ye Qiu immediately stepped forward and said to a nurse, “Get me a bowl of clean water quickly.”

“Okay.” In just ten seconds, the nurse handed a bowl of clean water to Ye Qiu.

Ye Qiu formed a sword with his fingers and drew a talisman over the water. Five seconds later, he dipped his fingertip into the water and quickly applied it to the wound near the patient’s carotid artery.

Seeing this, several experts couldn’t help but curse.

“Using a bit of water to stop the bleeding?”

“Utter nonsense!”

“Director Bai, this guy is unreliable. We should think of other ways to save the patient.”

Ye Qiu’s treatment did seem unreliable, and Bai Bing was also anxious. Could this really work?

Then, Ye Qiu applied the water to the wound near the patient’s heart. After finishing, he stopped and said, “It’s done.”

Done?

The experts couldn’t believe it.

“Director Bai, this guy is unreliable. We should think of other ways,” an expert said, just as the nurse exclaimed, “The bleeding has stopped! The bleeding has stopped!”

Impossible!

But the experts instinctively looked at the patient’s wound.

The next second, they were all stunned.

“The bleeding really stopped?”

“How is this possible!”

“Incredible!”

The two heavily bleeding areas on the patient not only had no blood flowing out but also showed signs of the wounds gradually healing.

The experts were dumbfounded.

In all their years of practice, they had never seen anything like this.

It was miraculous.

“How did you do it?” an expert asked Ye Qiu.

Bai Bing also looked at Ye Qiu, her beautiful eyes full of curiosity.

“I used the Maoshan Talisman. As for the treatment process, you all saw it just now,” Ye Qiu explained. “Many people think the Maoshan Talisman is feudal superstition, but it’s not. It’s the wisdom left by our ancestors, a profound and mysterious art that can save lives.”

Immediately, the experts’ faces showed embarrassment.

“Young man, I’m sorry. I was ignorant and almost delayed your treatment. I sincerely apologize.”

“I apologize too. Fortunately, you stopped the bleeding; otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.”

“Thank you so much. Without you, I don’t know what would have happened.”

After speaking, the experts bowed to Ye Qiu in unison.

Seeing this, Ye Qiu felt touched.

In today’s society, people often care about saving face. Even if they make mistakes, many are unwilling to admit it, let alone apologize.

But these experts, despite their age and status as renowned surgical authorities, bowed and apologized to Ye Qiu, showing their respect for medicine.

“You flatter me. You are all experienced experts. I still have much to learn from you,” Ye Qiu said humbly.

The white-haired expert looked at Ye Qiu eagerly and said, “Little Ye, the Maoshan Talisman is so amazing. Can you teach me? I’m willing to be your disciple.”

“This…”

Ye Qiu looked troubled.

“Hurry and suture the wound. We can discuss other matters later,” Bai Bing said, helping Ye Qiu out of the predicament.

Twenty minutes later.

The surgery was over.

As they exited the operating room, they saw a strange middle-aged man sitting on a chair in the corridor.

He was strange because his attire and appearance were unusual.

He looked about forty or fifty years old, wearing a sky-blue long robe, with long hair tied with a jade hairpin, frosty sideburns, and a clean-shaven chin, giving him a refined and elegant look.

He was dressed like an ancient scholar.

Why was someone in a costume drama at the hospital?

Ye Qiu was puzzled.

At that moment, the middle-aged man stood up abruptly, blocking their way, and asked, “Doctor, how is Han Long?”

“Han Long? You mean the injured person inside?” Bai Bing saw the middle-aged man nod and said, “The surgery was very successful. He’ll be transferred to a ward soon.”

“Thank you,” the middle-aged man said gratefully.

“Don’t thank us. Thank Little Ye. If it weren’t for him, your friend would be dead,” an old expert pointed to Ye Qiu.

The middle-aged man turned his gaze to Ye Qiu, scrutinizing him.

At that moment, Ye Qiu felt an overwhelming pressure, as if the man’s gaze was a sharp sword piercing his heart, very intimidating.

“What’s your name?” the middle-aged man asked.

“Ye Qiu,” Ye Qiu replied.

“Ye Qiu, thank you for saving Han Long. My name is Cao Yuan. If you ever need help, you can find me.”

“No need to be so formal.”

Ye Qiu didn’t take the middle-aged man’s words to heart, smiled slightly, and left with Bai Bing.

On the way back to the consultation room, Bai Bing suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared at Ye Qiu without saying a word.

“Director Bai, why are you looking at me like that?”

Bai Bing’s gaze was cold, making Ye Qiu feel uneasy.

“Did you stay at Lin Jingzhi’s place last night? Did you sleep with her?” Bai Bing asked coldly.

“I…”

Ye Qiu was about to answer when Zhao Yun hurried over and said, “Ye Qiu, I finally found you. Come with me quickly.”

“What’s wrong?”

“The Dragon King has urgent business with you.” Zhao Yun dragged Ye Qiu out of the hospital and into a Mercedes.

The Dragon King sat in the back seat, his face serious.

“Dragon King, what’s so urgent?” Ye Qiu asked curiously.

“Little Ye, pack up and leave Jiangzhou immediately.”

Hearing this, Ye Qiu’s face changed, and he asked, “Why?”

“Because the Ninety-Thousand-Year-Old has come to Jiangzhou. If you don’t leave now, it will be too late!”