C23 Try to save as much as possible

In the car, Wu Gang had already explained that his father accidentally slipped and fell in the bathroom. His head was slightly injured, and he fell into the bathtub with his back facing the sky.

Wang Ye's slapping speed became faster and faster, and only after Tang Xuan had forcefully followed him did he realize how huge the gap between him and Wang Ye was. The blood circulation seemed to have returned to normal as Wu Yong's face regained some color.

Tang Xuan's arms were aching, he was almost unable to hold on. But Wang Ye's speed did not decrease at all, and he would occasionally help Tang Xuan to hit two big acupoints.

The atmosphere in the operation room turned strange. No one knew what the two of them were doing. Could they just save him like that? The answer was that it was impossible. He could only maintain the normal circulation of a dying person's body.

If they were to stop, within half a minute, all circulation in their bodies would stop and they would be unable to revive. This was something that Western medicine could not do.

Tang Xuan felt that his arm was no longer his, and every time he slapped his arm, he felt that it would be hard to endure.

"Throw a needle into Zhu Chi's acupoint!" Wang Ye roared, he could not hold on any longer.

However, this was a fresh life in front of them. If it weren't for them, the Wu Clan wouldn't be in such a dangerous situation. Even if they were to continue living in the dry land, their bodies would be damaged and their movements would be affected.

He could not let Wu Yong die! Because Wu Gang was Chen Jian's brother, he didn't even have a biological mother, so he couldn't possibly let his father die as well, because Wang Ye knew the pain of having no father or mother.

When he saw the family of three on the street, he felt a pang in his heart, and several times he almost couldn't hold back his tears.

Therefore, he kept insisting to protect Wu Yong's life and not let another orphan in the world.

His shoulder was swollen, but he did not care about resting, if he were to relax, even his life would not be able to keep Wu Yong alive.

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the door of the operation room. Chen Jian threw himself in with a paper bag.

"Left and right, the Baihui Acupuncture Point has landed!" Wang Ye roared.

Chen Jian fell in a sorry state, but he did not care about the pain, he placed the powder on the side of the table and asked Wang Ye anxiously what he should do.

The position of the needle was extremely accurate. He roared: "Take out the medicinal powder, pour it into the cup, and then feed it to him to drink."

All the doctors and nurses could not help, so they could only stand there and watch as they saved the patient.

After boiling the thick medicinal juice, the nurse fed it to Wu Yong, as if she was familiar with the process. Wang Ye's hands stopped and he sat down on the ground.

He nearly died from exhaustion! Why did Chen Jian this brat go away for so long!

However, Liu Ming understood after thinking about it. Some of these medicinal herbs were quite rare. Furthermore, they were mostly western medicine so it was already quite rare to find these precious herbs.

Chen Jian also sat on the ground in a sorry state. He wiped off his perspiration and asked: "How is it?"

"He's alive." Wang Ye was very confident.

After a while, when Tang Xuan saw that the bruise on the tip of Wu Yong's finger had disappeared, his expression changed greatly. Then why did he need western medicine?

Tang Xuan was confused, he did not understand what Wu Yong's condition was, he knew that when he was sent to the hospital, his heart had stopped beating, if not for the hospital trying to save him, he would have died.

With the help of the nurse, Wang Ye stood up and removed the two golden needles. His gaze stayed on the two silver needles, but after that he returned Tang Xuan's item to its original owner.

"Cough, cough, cough..." Wu Yong started to cough.

Wang Ye went forward and checked his pulse. It was a bit slippery, so he was afraid that his body was still weak.

"Why would I …" Wu Yong opened his eyes, but before he could clearly see his surroundings, he fainted again.

"Send him to the intensive care unit. The patient's life is no longer in danger, so you have to be careful to feed him liquid food. Don't eat hard objects, you have to operate on him three days later to remove the foreign body from his stomach." Wang Ye instructed.

"Hualalala …" A round of applause rang out.

The instrument also showed the patient's condition to be normal. In front of them, Wang Ye's head seemed to be covered with a halo.

When Wu Yong was sent to the operation room, all the doctors thought that he was dead for sure. But now, he was saved by a young man.

"Everyone, hurry up! There are still patients waiting for surgery! " old doctor called out.

It was as if everyone had seen the most exciting performance in the world, and it was hard to conceal their excitement. Even as they tidied up the operation room, they still couldn't help but discuss about it.

"Wang Ye left the hospital, this is the biggest loss to the hospital!" A nurse said.

"In my opinion, Chen Zhihuan is jealous of Wang Ye. Otherwise, why would he be so targeted!" a young doctor said in a low voice.

Wu Gang sat in the corridor, his hands tied up by his bodyguards, as if he was a prisoner. Seeing the door of the operation room open, a pair of red eyes looked towards Wang Ye from under the messy bangs.

"Don't worry, your dad is doing fine!" Wang Ye walked forward and untied Wu Gang.

"Thank you!" Wu Gang, on the other hand, was not as crazy as he had expected. He was led to apply the medicine by the doctor, and there were many wounds on his body.

Wang Ye had been paying attention to the patient's condition the entire time, and was completely unaware of the commotion outside. There were several times that his bodyguards almost failed to control him, and he slammed his body against the door when his hands were tied.

Fortunately, he was fine. Otherwise, the next to go crazy would be Wu Yong.

Wang Ye went to the pharmacy to get a bottle of glucose. The doctor there knew him, so he did not charge him any money.

There were many young people gathered in this ward. Upon entering, Wang Ye thought that he had come to the wrong place, why were there flowers everywhere, could it be that this Dong Qibin had already started selling flowers at the hospital?

There were a few middle-aged men here, and when they saw Wang Ye coming in, they all became silent.

"What are you doing? Have you recovered from your injuries? " Wang Ye looked at Dong Qibin who was on the sickbed.

The latter looked much older than before. According to Wang Ye's thoughts, he would be transferred to another academy in a few days.

"Is the principal targeting you?" Wang Ye clenched his fists. He was prepared to beat the dean up, but he actually dared to bully his own brothers while he was not around.

"None of his business." Dong Qibin knew that Wang Ye was willing to do anything for his brother and quickly replied: "I donated my bone marrow to a patient, so that's why."

"Good boy, you even know how to do good things." Wang Ye walked over and smiled.

Seeing that the two of them knew each other, the patient's family members also made room for them. From what they said, Dong Qibin and a ten year old little girl's bone marrow matched up. Only he could donate the bone marrow, so this kid took the initiative to donate.

Wang Ye was also speechless towards Dong Qibin. This brat was really a good person.