City’s Best Divine Doctor

Hong Wu was hit by five bullets, one in the head and one in the chest, which were the most severe. Although the five bullets were removed during surgery last night.

However, due to excessive blood loss and other reasons, Hong Wu has not yet passed the critical period. It’s very likely that if luck is bad, he could lose his life.

The young man claiming to be Hong Wu’s friend’s grandson, they just learned that this young man indeed belongs to the same world, at least he’s not likely to harm Hong Wu.

But does he really possess the medical skills?

They’re not sure.

"What’s wrong with Wu Ye’s condition? Just half an hour, I can make him walk out of the ward on his own."

Half an hour?

How is that possible?

Is it really that miraculous?

If they knew Ye Qiu treated many wealthy cancer patients in America’s New York, perhaps they wouldn’t think that way.

However, Ye Qiu was very low-key while treating those wealthy patients in New York.

Apart from those patients referred by Mr. William, it didn’t really spread out.

Also, Ye Qiu doesn’t have the time to treat other patients now.

Just half an hour.

Now, after Ye Qiu let others leave, only he and the comatose Hong Wu were left in the ward.

Of course, Miranda and Xia Jing were outside.

If anything happens to Hong Wu, the first to be affected would definitely be these two women.

Though they didn’t say, they would surely be considered as hostages.

Ye Qiu watched Hong Wu lying on the bed, unconscious.

If not for reading the Chinatown Chinese Daily, he really wouldn’t have thought that this gentleman had such capabilities, perhaps the reason for someone wanting his life.

Ye Qiu meticulously examined him.

Besides the severe gunshot injuries, the man himself was old and had high blood pressure and other ailments, though not very severe.

After a thorough examination.

First, treat the head.

The bullet entered the back of the head, leaving a large wound, causing brain hematoma and brain hemorrhage.

The doctors already treated this during the emergency surgery last night.

However, the brain is the most sensitive part of the body.

The brain is like a computer’s host; if the host has problems, the computer is useless and needs fixing, just like Hong Wu’s brain.

It took Ye Qiu about fifteen minutes to completely treat it.

Then, the chest where a bullet hit.

Actually, this shot was very close to his heart. If it were closer, the man might have died, but now the bullet hit the lung, and although it was removed during surgery last night, the wound hasn’t healed quickly.

This also affected Hong Wu’s inability to wake up.

Ye Qiu spent another ten minutes treating it.

After treating the injured chest area completely so it looked almost like before he was shot.

Ye Qiu knew now Hong Wu was affected by shock and blood loss, requiring time to recuperate.

"Wu Ye, are you alright?" Ye Qiu asked beside him.

Hong Wu slowly opened his eyes.

He only remembers having dinner at the seafood hotel with his brothers last night, then leaving there and turning at the staircase when two black men approached.

Hong Wu hadn’t reacted yet.

The two black men started shooting at him.

He remembers being shot in the chest, then in the head, chaos ensued as others helped block bullets, and he fell into a pool of blood, then lost consciousness.

As the saying goes, you have to repay your debts someday.

Hong Wu knew this well, having been in the underworld for over fifty years.

He couldn’t count the conflicts, grievances, and enmities he’s had with others.

So when he fell to the ground with some consciousness, he thought he was dead for sure.

Wondering if there is regret.

Now, as he opens his eyes again, initially seeing an unfamiliar young man watching him, he didn’t recognize this young man.

And he couldn’t recall seeing him anywhere.

But he knew he wasn’t dead.

Now he feels no pain in the head, chest, or body, just weak and limp, unable to move.

He smelled the pungent, unpleasant smell of Western medicine strongly.

"Who are you?" Hong Wu asked.

"I just treated you."

Ye Qiu replied.

His grandfather was dead; he didn’t acknowledge Capital City’s Ye Lao.

So, he wasn’t Hong Wu’s friend’s grandson.

It was just an excuse.

"Are you a doctor?" Hong Wu asked surprised.

Is this Chinatown?

Chinatown has many Chinese hospitals and clinics, mostly focusing on traditional Chinese medicine.

But this doesn’t look like a Chinese medicine hospital; instead, it looks more like a Western hospital.

Ye Qiu nodded.

"You can get up and walk around now. Basically, there’s no problem anymore. Rest for a while and your body will be back to normal as before."

Hong Wu was momentarily surprised that there could be such a remarkable young doctor here?

He expected to die from gunshots.

Unexpectedly, now this young man claims he’s almost back to normal as before.

Hong Wu got up and walked around.

Indeed, there was no problem.

He felt weak earlier, but now slowly regaining strength.

When Ye Qiu and Hong Wu opened the door and walked outside, those waiting outside were anxiously waiting. Suddenly seeing Hong Wu stepping out with a bit of color in his face startled them greatly.

"This, this is too incredible!" those Chinese thought.

They thought the young man was joking.

But now it doesn’t seem so.

"Wu Ye, are you alright?" The surrounding people quickly surrounded him respectfully asked.

It was time for Ye Qiu to leave.

He took Miranda and Xia Jing, preparing to leave.

When Hong Wu and the men beside him recalled the young man, they found he had already left.

"Who was that young doctor just now?" Hong Wu asked.

"Wu Ye, he said he was your friend’s grandson, surname Ye."

Friend’s grandson?

Which friend was that?

Hong Wu sat there, really unable to remember which friend?

He knew many surnamed Ye, but hadn’t heard of any friend’s grandson like this.

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