Divine Level Witch Doctor

The results spoke for themselves.

The Golden Needle in Zhao Yuan's hand was unerring. With little effort, he extracted all the blood clots blocking Feng Ming's femoral artery. What's more, he often inserted the needle at the center point between several clots, achieving the greatest therapeutic effect with the least amount of trauma.

The wounds from the Golden Needle were minuscule. Soon after a clot was removed, the puncture sites would repair themselves and stop bleeding.

At the same time, following Zhao Yuan's instructions, Deng Chang began to suture Feng Ming's wound.

At this moment, he finally showcased his skill as a surgeon. With the help of the surgical Divine Artifact, he sutured the wound beautifully. Even he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, 'What's gotten into me today? I'm performing beyond my limits! Of all the wounds I've ever stitched, this is the most perfect one!'

Just as he finished suturing the wound, Zhao Yuan was done as well.

"Hah..." Zhao Yuan set down the Golden Needle and let out a breath. He looked up, broke into a wide grin at everyone in the room, and announced, "Now, the surgery is truly a success!"

For a moment, the room was silent. Then, it erupted with thunderous applause!

Everyone was clapping furiously—from Zhao Ling, Shen Lijun, and the others who had helped, to Deng Chang, Yang Li, and Wu Mei, who had served as his assistants.

They were thanking Zhao Yuan.

Thanking him for saving a precious human life!

"Brother, you're incredible!" Zhao Ling exclaimed as she clapped, her eyes shining with deep admiration.

It wasn't just her. The faces of the two nurses, Yang Li and Wu Mei, were also filled with admiration.

They were experienced nurses who had seen a lot. They'd assisted in countless surgeries at the hospital, working under many doctors, including no shortage of experts and professors. But in their eyes, even those specialists could never have performed this operation better than Zhao Yuan!

His calm, collected, and confident demeanor during the surgery was especially captivating, making the two nurses' hearts flutter. They found him unbelievably charming.

As Zhao Yuan cleaned his surgical tools and the Golden Needle with boiling water, he turned to Deng Chang and the two nurses. "You can take him to the county hospital now for follow-up care," he said. "Drive slowly and carefully. Don't let him get jostled around."

"Right, of course. We'll drive Xiaofeng down the mountain right now." Deng Chang nodded and rushed out of the room to get people to help carry Feng Ming to the car.

When people came into the room, they saw Feng Ming, surgery complete and all bandaged up, and they all gave Deng Chang a thumbs-up. His friends were the first to praise him. "Old Deng, nicely done!"

Deng Chang immediately blushed.

He didn't dare take the credit. He quickly pointed to Zhao Yuan and said, "You've got the wrong person. He performed the surgery. I just assisted with a few minor things."

"What?"

"He did it?"

"No way!"

Deng Chang's companions were stunned. It wasn't until Yang Li and Wu Mei both stepped forward to corroborate his story that they finally believed that Zhao Yuan had truly performed such an incredibly difficult surgery.

One of his companions asked, confused, "Old Deng, what's going on? Why did he perform the surgery instead of you?"

Deng Chang shook his head and replied with a serious expression, "This surgery was far too difficult. If I had been the one operating, I would have failed, nine times out of ten. I suspect he's the only one who could have completed it so perfectly!"

Hearing this, his companions were stunned all over again.

They knew Deng Chang's personality well. The man was incredibly proud; back at his hospital, he looked up to no one. They never imagined he would hold a young man from a remote mountain village in such high esteem.

One of them couldn't resist asking, "Old Deng, are you being serious? Or are you just pulling our leg?"

"Of course I'm serious!" Deng Chang answered. He then turned to look at Zhao Yuan, his face full of admiration. "His medical skills are far superior to mine!"

Feng Ming's parents and the villagers clearly heard the conversation between Deng Chang and his companions.

It was only then that they realized Zhao Yuan had been the one to perform the surgery.

THUD!

Feng Ming's parents fell to their knees before Zhao Yuan. "Brother Yuan, thank you for saving Feng Ming, thank you!" they cried, tears of gratitude streaming down their faces. "From this day forward, you are the great benefactor of the Feng Family! If you ever need anything from us, just say the word. We will do it without a moment's hesitation!"

"Uncle Feng, Aunt Chen, please get up! You'll shorten my life if you do this!"

Zhao Yuan quickly stepped forward and helped them to their feet.

He said earnestly, "Feng Ming and I are childhood friends. Now that he's in trouble, how could I possibly stand by and do nothing? Please, don't thank me. You should hurry and go with Dr. Deng's team to get Feng Ming to the county hospital. The surgery is done, but he still needs follow-up treatment to recover fully!"

With the help of a few young men from the village, Feng Ming was immediately carried out of the house and toward the village entrance.

Along the way, many villagers who had heard what happened applauded Zhao Yuan and gave him thumbs-ups.

"Brother Yuan, nicely done!"

"That's our village's university student for you! You've really learned some skills!"

"Our village is about to have its own famous doctor!"

Hearing the villagers' honest praise warmed Zhao Yuan's heart. He felt even more thrilled than when he had defeated the Jinling Zhao Family.

At the village entrance, Deng Chang's group opened the back of a seven-seater SUV. After folding down the two rear rows of seats, they lifted Feng Ming inside and had him lie down. Yang Li and Wu Mei crouched beside him to watch over him, ready to provide immediate treatment if his condition were to change during the journey.

The rest of the people, including Feng Ming's parents, got into the other cars.

The cars soon started up and headed down the mountain.

Deng Chang was in the passenger seat of the SUV. Watching Zhao Yuan shrink in the rearview mirror, he suddenly asked, "Hey, doesn't that medical student from this remote village look a little familiar to you guys?"

"Now that you mention it, I get that feeling too," Yang Li said, frowning. "It's strange... have I seen him somewhere before?"

"Ah! I remember!" Wu Mei suddenly cried out excitedly. "He's Zhao Yuan! He's *the* Zhao Yuan!"

"Zhao Yuan? Which one? The name sounds really familiar," Deng Chang and Yang Li said, taken aback.

Wu Mei replied, "The one who single-handedly defeated a Noble Medical Family! The genius who was all over the news not long ago!"

"Holy shit, you're right, that's him!" Deng Chang slapped his thigh. "Dammit, how could I not have recognized him?" he said with regret. "He's my idol!"

All three of them were filled with regret.

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