CHAPTER 303: CHAPTER 303: LOVE COMES FIRST OR LAST

Ye Ningwan asked everyone to step aside and went forward to check Mr. Feng’s condition.

First, she felt his pulse, then opened his eyes for a look, and immediately took out silver needles to prick a few points on the top of his head.

The family doctor, a staunch Western medicine practitioner, saw Ye Ningwan performing acupuncture on the patient and hurriedly said, "We should send him to the hospital for an X-ray first. You can’t just start with acupuncture. What’s the point of it? This isn’t a heatstroke."

"Shut up," Ye Ningwan scolded, focusing intently on needling Mr. Feng.

Feng Huai ordered the servants to quickly escort the family doctor out.

The family doctor was stunned that even Feng Huai trusted Ye Ningwan over him, completely challenging his life views.

After Ye Ningwan inserted a few needles into Mr. Ye, he stopped convulsing, and his condition stabilized.

Feng Huai breathed a sigh of relief.

However, Ye Ningwan said, "Don’t relax too early. I’ve only temporarily controlled the situation to prevent further deterioration, but it’s not over yet. I’ll write a prescription, and you need to quickly get the herbs according to it from the herbal medicine store. Also, I suggest sending him to the hospital for an X-ray; I suspect he has gastric bleeding that’s not yet manifesting. An X-ray will clarify everything. If there’s gastric bleeding, the herbal medicine I prescribed won’t be effective or absorbed."

"Quickly, split up: one team takes him to the hospital for an X-ray, the other gets the herbs according to Miss Ye’s prescription," Feng Huai immediately instructed.

Everyone sprang into action at once.

Mr. Feng was no longer convulsing or frothing at the mouth, at least keeping everyone from being overly frightened.

With Feng Huai in charge, they quickly and orderly began their operations.

Ye Ningwan wasn’t at ease and suggested going to the hospital as well.

Feng Huai couldn’t be happier, thanking her repeatedly: "Thank you, Miss Ye, for not holding grudges and still being willing to go with us. Rest assured, I will make sure Feng Jiuzun returns your items to you. If he refuses, I’ll break his legs."

"Business is business. I am a doctor; saving lives is my duty. Whether he gives them back is his problem, but I can’t stand by and watch someone die," Ye Ningwan said.

"Miss Ye is truly a person of great integrity," Feng Huai praised with a thumbs-up.

Feng Jiuzun, watching from the side, was also dazzled by Ye Ningwan’s brilliance, liking her even more.

Indeed, the girl he liked was so exceptional.

As Ye Ningwan went along, Zhan Hanjue naturally wanted to go too.

He couldn’t be at ease letting Ye Ningwan be alone with Feng Jiuzun.

This guy was like a lapdog, jumping at every opportunity to cling to Ye Ningwan.

He couldn’t give Feng Jiuzun any chance.

But ideals are plentiful, while reality is harsh.

He hadn’t even stepped out the door when he received a call from Chen Tan, saying the people from W Group had arrived and wanted to meet him.

Zhan Hanjue frowned.

Xia Wenyuan took Chen Tan’s phone and said to Zhan Hanjue, "My dear Mr. Zhan, no matter how busy you are, you must return to the company. They insisted on seeing you last time, meeting you will assure them. They don’t trust me to always handle it! This is our last chance; if we miss it, it will be difficult to enter the Western market."

"You go back to the company first. I’ll go myself. Don’t worry, there won’t be any trouble," Ye Ningwan reassured him.

Zhan Hanjue ended the call but still felt uneasy, "But that Feng Jiuzun..."

"The Feng family needs me now, and with Feng Huai here, he won’t let Feng Jiuzun cause trouble," Ye Ningwan said.

Hanjue was still worried.

Ye Ningwan asked, "Are you not assured about Feng Jiuzun, or do you not trust me?"

"Of course, it’s him I don’t trust. Alright, I believe you. I’ll head to the company. Call me if anything happens," Zhan Hanjue said, reaching out to touch her head.

Ye Ningwan smiled, watching him leave.

Feng Jiuzun stood by with a resentful expression, watching this scene forlornly.

Feng Huai also saw and patted his shoulders, "You brat, don’t force something that isn’t yours. Even though I think Ye Ningwan is a good girl to have at home, you’ve missed your chance."

"Who says I’m late? Love doesn’t care about who comes first," Feng Jiuzun insisted.

Feng Huai shook his head.

They quickly got into the car; Mr. Feng had already been taken to the hospital, and they needed to hurry as well.

The hospital took it very seriously, arranging a CT scan for Mr. Feng immediately.

Shortly, the results came out; Mr. Feng indeed had gastric bleeding.

Because he was unconscious, he couldn’t throw up.

Otherwise, he would have vomited a lot already.

The hospital director, also an internist, saw the scan and Mr. Ye’s condition, exclaiming, "This is incredible! This combination of cerebral and gastric bleeding. Even young people can’t usually handle this, let alone the elderly. Just yesterday, a similar patient didn’t make it after being brought in. Mr. Feng’s stable condition is a medical miracle."

"What miracle? We had a traditional Chinese doctor to stabilize his condition," Feng Huai said.

"What? Chinese medicine stabilized him? Please, I must meet them," the director said excitedly.

Ye Ningwan stepped forward and said to the director, "Hello, I performed the acupuncture to stabilize his condition. Could you tell me the details now? Let me see if I can help."

Another doctor, a staunch Western practitioner, had always looked down on Chinese medicine, seeing it as deceitful mysticism.

Seeing how young Ye Ningwan was, he scoffed further and immediately mocked, "How can you help with anything? You only know how to insert a few needles, without even knowing if they were correctly applied."

"What, Doctor, you don’t believe in my abilities?" Ye Ningwan asked.

The young doctor replied, "Look at how young you are. Aren’t there better ways to make a living than exploiting patients?"

"Nonsense, apologize," Feng Jiuzun shouted, furious upon seeing Ye Ningwan insulted.

Ye Ningwan raised her hand to stop him, "Doctor, since you doubt my abilities, let’s do this: we’ll both listen to the director’s account of the condition. Let’s see who can devise a more effective treatment plan to cure the patient."

"Sure, I’m a legitimate medical school master’s student. How can I not outdo a charlatan like you?" the young doctor scoffed.

Ye Ningwan smiled, inviting the director to explain the condition.

The director didn’t expect it would turn into a showdown, but seeing the Feng family didn’t object, he described the situation.

As soon as he finished, the young doctor quickly suggested, "In this situation, surgery should be performed first to address the intracranial hemorrhage, and then attend to the gastric bleeding. Since the gastric bleeding is caused by the intracranial hemorrhage, once the latter is controlled, the former will naturally be managed."

The director nodded, recognizing this as the standard treatment for such situations.

"Miss, what do you think?" the director asked Ye Ningwan.

The young doctor immediately said, "You can’t just repeat what I’ve said. Even if you choose the same approach, you must provide your own rationale. Otherwise, that’s plagiarism."