The moment the hot-headed young doctor finished speaking, the director spun around and delivered a resounding slap across his face!
*Smack!*
“You bloody idiot! Who taught you to talk like that? Want to die? Shut it!”
Then, the director turned, addressing the doctors and nurses before him with grave seriousness.
“Listen up, I’ll say this once. If you don’t want trouble, go home today and conveniently forget anyone broke into the ICU. Understood?”
The old director’s face was dead serious, his brows so furrowed they seemed permanently knotted.
It was clear even he was deeply troubled.
No one dared say another word. They all nodded silently and dispersed.
Once the crowd had cleared, the director, now all smiles, entered the ICU and quietly closed the door.
“Major General, please forgive me! I had no idea you’d be here!”
The director had once met Xu Fei briefly and knew his true identity.
At that moment, Xu Fei was fully focused, administering acupuncture to Su Hong.
Su Hong’s injuries were indeed severe, forcing Xu Fei to employ both the Heavenly Dao Divine Needle and his internal Yang energy in tandem, or risk failure.
Xu Fei had been in the ward for over ten minutes, and Su Hong’s condition was now stabilised.
As the patient had entered a self-recovery phase, Xu Fei glanced up at the director and said coolly, “Do I know you?”
“Heh heh, Major General, you may not know me, but I’ve seen you! We even took a photo together at that medical conference in Jizhou!”
His words tugged Xu Fei’s memory back to a distant moment.
Xu Fei vaguely recalled the medical conference, but it was just after he’d completed his training under his master.
Young, accomplished, and backed by a renowned mentor, he’d been swarmed by people seeking autographs and photos, stretching blocks long. There was no way he’d remember this man.
Still, Xu Fei had overheard the director’s earlier actions outside the ICU, so he chuckled and said, “I don’t care who you are, but you’ve done well keeping my identity under wraps. This time, I’ll let slide your delay of critical treatment!”
At that, the director grinned apologetically, a weight lifting from his chest.
The director’s stalling of treatment was obvious to anyone in the know.
He’d done it to gain leverage when negotiating fees with the patient’s family, to seem more authoritative.
Who could’ve guessed it wouldn’t be the family showing up, but Xu Fei himself!
Given the situation, Xu Fei not punishing the director was already the greatest leniency.
“The patient’s condition is stable now. You know what to do next, don’t you?”
“Absolutely, absolutely! Major General, I won’t disturb you further. If you need anything, just say the word!”
With that, the director left the ward, while Su Hong, still on the bed, hadn’t opened his eyes.
Xu Fei glanced at the old man and said with a hint of exasperation, “Alright, Patriarch Su, no need to keep pretending to sleep. I can see right through you!”
