Chapter 295 - 294 Critical Illness

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Chapter 295: Chapter 294 Critical Illness Zuo Xing’er’s uncle was hospitalized in a private hospital. Although it was a private institution, both its scale and medical standards were very high; such large private hospitals were willing to spend the money to hire experts. The special care ward was located on the sixth floor of the inpatient department. Lin Tian followed Zuo Xing’er to Room 666, pushed the door open, but there was no one inside. Just then, a young nurse came in from outside. She wore a pink nurse’s uniform and was quite attractive. The special care wards for the wealthy were indeed different; even the nurses providing care were so beautiful. She politely asked, "Are you family members of the patient in Room 666?" "I’m his niece. Where is my uncle?" Zuo Xing’er asked anxiously. The young nurse glanced at Lin Tian and the others before saying to Zuo Xing’er, "The patient just had a serious complication and has been moved to the operating room." "What? How could this happen!" Zuo Xing’er exclaimed in shock. She couldn’t believe that her uncle had already been taken to the operating room in just a short while after she left. Zuo Xing’er’s body swayed a few times as if she was about to lose her balance. Lin Tian quickly went up to support her, placed his hand on her back, and pressed on several acupressure points a few times. Zuo Xing’er took several deep breaths and recovered. Zhang Lingyu had been standing by the whole time. Seeing Lin Tian press a few acupressure points and Zuo Xing’er recovering so quickly, she wondered if he knew medical techniques. "Zhang Lingyu, she was just overstimulated, which led to a counterflow of qi and blood. If I hadn’t massaged her acupoints in time to adjust her circulation, she would have fainted already. You and Manxuan, come and help support her, and pay attention to her emotional fluctuations," Lin Tian glanced at Zhang Lingyu and Xiao Manxuan, motioning for them to come and support Zuo Xing’er. "Oh, okay," Zhang Lingyu said. Although she was surprised, she still came over with Xiao Manxuan to help support Zuo Xing’er. The young nurse looked at Lin Tian with astonishment. Working in the special care ward, she had seen many family members of patients get overwhelmed and faint. The nurses didn’t have any effective methods except to press the ’Ren Zhong’ acupoint after someone had fainted to revive them. But this young man in front of her managed to treat someone in the midst of fainting, a first aid method she had never heard of before. And his accurate pinpointing of the acupoints in such a rush was unheard of by the young nurse. She had seen many old traditional Chinese medicine practitioners perform acupuncture, but without exception, they all had to palpate to locate the acupoints. Compared to this young man in front of her, they were worlds apart. Lin Tian didn’t realize that his simple massage had led the young nurse to think so much. Now, every time he performed a massage, Lin Tian would naturally use his x-ray vision to locate the acupoints, which had become a habit for him. "Please follow me," the young nurse didn’t ask any more questions and gestured for Lin Tian and the others to follow her. The nurses in the special care ward were all professionally trained, not just in nursing but also in etiquette training. They knew how to speak, what to ask, and what not to ask; they all had their own rules. Following the nurse to the end of the corridor, she pushed open a door, and Lin Tian finally saw the operating room. Outside the operating room, a middle-aged beautiful woman was pacing back and forth anxiously. "Auntie..." When Zuo Xing’er saw the middle-aged beautiful woman, she called out and hurried over to grab her arm. "Xing’er, don’t worry, the doctors are trying their best to save him. It will be alright," the woman said, comforting her though she was worried herself. After calming down, Zuo Xing’er pulled her aunt to Lin Tian and introduced him, "Auntie, this is the expert I’ve been telling you about." "Mr. Lin, hello, my name is Zhong Huiyun. Xing’er has mentioned you a lot. Thank you for looking after Xing’er," the beautiful woman introduced herself, though her tone was much more normal than Zuo Xing’er’s and did not keep calling him an expert repeatedly. Zhong Huiyun thought Zuo Xing’er was just being young and ignorant, exaggerating Lin Tian’s deeds. She believed there were people skilled in martial arts, but stomping the floor so hard it caved in, with a diameter of ten meters no less, was something she could never believe. "Aunt Zhong, how long has Xing’er’s uncle been in there?" Lin Tian asked. He was also glad to interact with normal people. If a beautiful woman kept calling him a sage like a little girl, Lin Tian felt he couldn’t stand that tone. "He’s been in for over half an hour," said Zhong Huiyun with a worried expression, sighing. No sooner had she finished speaking than the doctor and the assistants, nurses, and others pushed open the door of the operating room and came out. Zhong Huiyun and Zuo Xing’er immediately crowded around them. "Doctor, how is my uncle?" "Doctor, my husband is okay, right?" They both anxiously stopped the doctor, asking with concern. The doctor furrowed his brows, thought for a moment, and then said gravely, "He suffered a severe head injury, and a sudden intracranial hemorrhage formed a blood clot that’s pressing on the brain nerves, causing him to fall into a deep coma. There’s a possibility he might not wake up. That is to say, he could become vegetative. Moreover, the location of the blood clot is very problematic. Craniotomy surgery carries significant risks. We’ll notify you after the specialists have had a consultation." The doctor shook his head and left with a few nurses. "Vegetative state?" Zhong Huiyun felt a wave of dizziness, as if she was about to faint. Lin Tian couldn’t just stand by and watch her pass out; he moved quickly and appeared by Zhong Huiyun’s side to support her. Then, just like he had done with Zuo Xing’er before, he pressed several points on her back. Zhong Huiyun felt a cool sensation coursing up her back and reaching her brain, which brought her instantly back to clarity. Once she was alert, she realized it was Lin Tian who had come to her aid and couldn’t help but show a look of surprise on her face. "Mr. Lin, thank you," said Zhong Huiyun. Although surprised, with her husband still in the operating room, she was not in the mood to inquire further. While they were talking, two nurses pushed a patient out. "Who is a relative of Zuo Hongyi? The patient is being transferred to the ICU," a nurse asked, looking at Lin Tian and the others. "I am," Zhong Huiyun raised her hand in response, and then followed them to the ICU. Lin Tian followed behind, taking a close look at the person on the gurney—a man in his forties with a square face, bandaged head, but very pale complexion. "Brother Lin, you said you know medical techniques, can you cure my uncle?" Zuo Xing’er, a few steps behind, asked Lin Tian with hope in her voice. "Yeah, jerk, didn’t you cure my mom and Sister Song? You can cure Xing’er’s uncle too, right?" Xiao Manxuan, being kind-hearted, was also tense seeing Zuo Xing’er anxious, and she couldn’t help but look expectantly at Lin Tian. These two little girls were desperate, especially the Second Miss, thinking I’m some kind of miracle worker. They should learn from Zhang Lingyu to be more rational, Lin Tian thought, quite speechless at their attitude. The conditions of Mrs. Xiao and Song Yanan were caused by overwork, which was not life-threatening. As for the man lying in the ICU, he had suffered a severe head injury, and it was already fortunate that his life could be temporarily saved. "Don’t worry, the doctor only mentioned a coma, which means there is no immediate danger to life. As long as there is no danger, there is definitely a chance to wake him," Lin Tian said solemnly, trying to stabilize the two anxious girls for the moment. No one was allowed into the ICU, but that was not a problem for him. Lin Tian’s x-ray vision passed through the glass and reached Zuo Hongyi’s head; then it penetrated the skull, allowing him to see inside the brain. Visit freeweb(n)ovel.co(m) for the best novel reading experience

Chapter 295 - 294 Critical Illness

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