“Elder Wan, you’re here!”
Meng Chang’an looked dejected and haggard. He glanced at his father and said in a hoarse voice, “My father… Elder Wan, you should take a look at him yourself!”
Wan Shiyue and Qin Xi subconsciously looked at Elder Meng on the bed who was convulsing uncontrollably with his eyes closed and a tight frown on his forehead, apparently in pain.
Convulsion was actually an instinctive reaction of the body as well as a conditioned reflex. The others seemed to be used to seeing Elder Meng in such a state.
Qin Xi frowned. She looked at the old man who was covered in tubes and various instruments. He looked like he was terminally ill. Her gaze landed on the black fog on Elder Meng and knew that his coma was definitely not simple.
Wan Shiyue asked Qin Xi, who was frowning but looking calm, and asked, “How is he?”
Meng Chang’an was stunned. He subconsciously looked at Qin Xi and asked in confusion, “Elder Wan, this is…”
“Oh, this is the Chinese doctor I specially invited over to treat Elder Meng. Her name is Qin Xi.”
Elder Wan did not care if his words would strike people as ridiculous. He did not even look at the shocked looks on the experts’ faces. He introduced Meng Chang’an to Qin Xi, “This is Meng Chang’an, Elder Meng’s eldest son.”
Meng Chang’an asked in disbelief, “Elder… Elder Wan, are you serious?”
Wan Shiyue’s face darkened and he immediately exuded an intimidating aura. “Of course. Why would I joke at a critical time like this?”
When the dean at the side heard that, his expression changed drastically. Although Wan Shiyue was someone he could not afford to offend, he still felt insulted.
His expression was a little ugly as he said, “Elder Wan, what do you mean? Do you not trust our sanatorium, or do you not trust these experts? Besides, this is against the rules!”
One of the experts was unhappy and said in a serious tone, “Isn’t this ridiculous? What can a little girl like her do?”
“What does she know about an illness that even we can’t treat? Chase her out. Don’t disturb our treatment.”
“Rules? Hmph.”
Wan Shiyue stared at the dean and the few experts and asked, “Let me ask you, what illness is it that caused Elder Meng to be in a coma?”
The dean and the rest looked troubled as they stammered, “Although we haven’t found out the cause yet, we’ve been working hard to find it. As long as we can find it, I believe we can save Elder Meng.”
Wan Shiyue said in an unreserved manner, “Let me ask you again. Why is Elder Meng unconscious? Why is he convulsing? Why hasn’t he recovered after so long? Are you unable to treat him or not? Speak!”
The dean and the others looked pale. “We…”
At this moment, Qin Xi smiled. Her voice was soft and gentle, but it was like a loud slap to the face of the dean and the others.
“So these are so called experts! You can’t treat the patient, and you try to stop people with the ability to treat the patient. You really blew my mind today. Even elementary school students know the fact that there’s always someone better. However, you’re like the frogs at the bottom of a well, short-sighted and stubborn. Even though you know that you don’t have the ability, you still insist on sticking to your guns. What you are doing is not treating but killing.”
“If you can’t treat the patient, just say that you can’t. Doctors aren’t omnipotent, nor are they immortals. There are many illnesses that can’t be treated, and no one will laugh at you for saying you can’t. But look at you, stubborn and ignorant. As soon as the other doctors came to check on Elder Wang, you all started mocking and ridiculing. You’re doctors. It’s your duty to treat illnesses and save people, not kill people because of your sense of pride!”
