CHAPTER 1336: CHAPTER 1337: AN YIQING SAVES SOMEONE (2)

An Zhifeng nodded, suddenly thinking of a question, "Miss, how do you know so much about this couple’s situation? Are they the ones you’re looking for today?"

An Yiqing smiled meaningfully and nodded imperceptibly.

"Miss, do you want to save her?"

An Yiqing glanced sideways at An Zhifeng, "How are you so sure I can save her?"

"Hehe, Miss, stop pretending. Your medical skills are almost capable of bringing the dead back to life, haven’t you forgotten what you used to say? As long as any of us brothers have a breath left, whether it’s a broken arm or leg, you can save us! Hehe, we’ve always kept that in mind."

An Yiqing looked amusingly at the earnest An Zhifeng, warmth spreading in her heart. In this lifetime, having so many friends and brothers who wholeheartedly believe in her is indeed a very blessed thing.

While An Yiqing and An Zhifeng were chatting, the door of the ward slowly opened, and several doctors in white coats walked out one after another.

"Professor Zhang, how is my wife?" Chief Zhao hurried forward, his gaze at Professor Zhang filled with strong anticipation.

Professor Zhang looked bitterly at Chief Zhao, who was full of hope, opened his mouth but ended up saying nothing.

Finally, he sighed deeply and lowered his head.

"I’m sorry, Chief Zhao, we’ve done our best. Madam Zhao’s body is too weak, her neurological function has completely failed, and we are truly powerless to save her. You should accompany her for the last period."

As soon as Professor Zhang finished speaking, Chief Zhao’s face turned deathly pale, and his body lurched backward. If it weren’t for the people behind him supporting him, he might have already fallen to the ground.

"No, impossible... it can’t be! Professor Zhang, please think of a way to save Xiao Hui, she’s only forty-one, she can’t die! Professor Zhang, please save her!"

Chief Zhao struggled to grab Professor Zhang’s clothes, his face full of sorrow.

"Chief Zhao, my medical skills are truly limited, I really am powerless! Please accept my condolences!"

Chief Zhao seemed to lose all vitality, appearing much older. In front of him, Professor Zhang was the authoritative medical expert from Xuanjin. If even he couldn’t cure Xiao Hui’s illness, then it was truly hopeless.

The atmosphere turned suffocating, and no one spoke, all feeling the despair and sadness.

Just then, a light, calm voice suddenly rang out in the corridor.

"I can cure her illness."

The despondent Chief Zhao snapped his head around, looking with hope at the young An Yiqing who had just spoken. When he saw how young the speaker was, a trace of disappointment flickered in his eyes, but then they lit up again.

"Is what you said just now true? Can you really cure Xiao Hui’s illness?"

"Well, absolutely true." An Yiqing nodded, extremely calm.

Chief Zhao looked at the incredibly young girl in front of him, feeling a bit doubtful, but quickly suppressed it with his worry for his wife. Treat a dead horse as if it were still alive, what if she’s really a master?!

However, the ever-dedicated Professor Zhang frowned.

"Young lady, you say you can cure Madam Zhao’s illness, but do you have any proof? Where’s your medical license? Which school did you graduate from? Have you ever treated patients with severe heatstroke?"

An Yiqing didn’t resent Professor Zhang’s questioning, instead, she found him to be very cautious and prudent. A doctor’s knife is for healing, not for slaughtering whimsically. If just anyone could save lives casually, wouldn’t that lead to chaos?