above the galaxy

Chapter 590 The Thirteen Needles of Ghosts!
Imperial Maritime Hospital.

Dr. Qin Luo had just finished a brain-computer interface surgery and came out of the operating room exhausted when Hospital Director Zhang Pan rushed over with a group of people.

"Dr. Qin, there's something urgent I need your help with," Zhang Pan said earnestly, holding Qin Luo's hand.

If it were someone else, he could directly issue an administrative order.

As the head of a hospital, one has the authority to manage the doctors under one's jurisdiction.

You go wherever I tell you to go, and you deal with whomever I tell you to deal with.

But this guy in front of me isn't like that; he's more like the real old man at the hospital.
Once he's appeased, he'll become Dr. Qin Luo.

If he couldn't be appeased, he went to become the director of another hospital.

It's also possible that he went to work as a doctor at another hospital, while he became the director of the Imperial Maritime Hospital.

There's nothing we can do; after all, he's the empire's number one swordsman.
Qin Luo glanced at Zhang Pan and asked in return, "Which matter is insignificant?"

Qin Luo knows Zhang Pan all too well; he's a typical technocrat.

The medical care is adequate.

However, he preferred administrative management and was keen on climbing the ranks.

He truly lives up to his name.

Therefore, the "important matter" that would make him personally come to his door must be a very important patient.

Why would an ordinary patient need a hospital director to personally intervene?

Qin Luo disliked this kind of 'queue-cutting' behavior. Don't ordinary people's lives matter?

Of course, he also knew that the most expensive thing in the world was medical resources.

In critical moments, a good doctor can truly pull a patient back from the brink of death.

Therefore, people with money and power actually have several more 'lives' than ordinary people.

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Zhang Pan was taken aback, but still smiled and said, "Yes, yes, doctors are compassionate, and every patient is very important."

"But there's an emergency. Minister Shi Hongchuan from the Ministry of Finance called to say that his sister-in-law, Chen Zilin, is suddenly bleeding from all seven orifices and is in critical condition. He hopes you can come and take a look."

"As you know, Minister Shi is in charge of the Empire's finances, and I heard he's about to take another step forward. Our Imperial Maritime Hospital's annual funding is still waiting for his signature and approval."

"I know Dr. Qin's principles, but as the hospital director, I also have my difficulties. Please help me out for the sake of our hospital?"

Qin Luo turned to his assistant and asked, "What's the plan next?"

"Dr. Qin, there are no more surgeries scheduled."

Qin Luo nodded and looked at Zhang Pan, saying, "Get the car ready, we'll head over now."

He knew that Zhang Pan would never miss such an opportunity, and he would definitely go over personally to "show his concern".

The incoming Imperial Finance Minister—who wouldn't want to latch onto this powerful figure if they had even a slight ambition for their career?

Hmm, wasn't the Minister of Finance supposed to be a prominent figure? Has he stepped down?
Qin Luo is a technically skilled person who is busy treating and saving lives every day and has never really paid attention to the personnel changes in these government agencies.

"The flying vehicle is ready, and all the medical equipment is also prepared. Is there anything else Dr. Qin needs?"

Qin Luo hesitated for a moment, then said to his assistant, "Take my medicine kit with you."

"Okay!" the assistant replied happily.

He used to wonder why Dr. Qin still kept an old-fashioned medicine box around all the time, even in the interstellar age.

Later, I followed Dr. Qin on several house calls, carrying my medicine kit, and witnessed firsthand how Dr. Qin took out all sorts of treasures from that kit, demonstrating his amazing medical skills.
He began to look forward to Dr. Qin taking his medicine kit with him when he went out.

In this way, he will be able to witness more amazing skills and learn more.

In the car, Zhang Pan briefly described Chen Zilin's illness process and condition.

"Fiftieth birthday? Bleeding from all seven orifices after drinking a glass of champagne?" Qin Luo asked in confusion.

"That's right, there are nearly a hundred guests here, and they're all important people."

Zhang Pan sighed, not out of sympathy for the patients, but more out of regret that he hadn't been invited in.

Qin Luo had a rough idea of ​​what was going on, but since he hadn't seen any symptoms yet, he couldn't make a final diagnosis.

He lost interest in talking to Zhang Pan and simply closed his eyes to rest.

He was quite tired after undergoing a long and complicated surgery.

The flying car stopped in the courtyard of Wangyue Island No. 9. Before Qin Luo could even open the car door, Zhang Pan had already jogged towards the host who had come to greet him: "Mr. Shi, how could I trouble you to come and greet me personally? How is Ms. Chen's health?"

"The situation is not optimistic." Shi Hongyun casually shook hands with Zhang Pan and asked anxiously, "Where is Dr. Qin Luo? Has Dr. Qin Luo arrived?"

"They're here, they're here. Dr. Qin had another major surgery scheduled, but I said it wouldn't work; you had to come here."

Before Zhang Pan could finish speaking, he saw Shi Hongyun let go of his hand and jog towards Qin Luo, who had just gotten out of the car.
Hmm, this scene looks familiar.

Where have you seen it?

Shi Hongyun grasped Qin Luo's large hand tightly, his eyes reddening, and said, "Dr. Qin, it's so good that you're here. Please, no matter what, save Zilin, save my wife."

"Don't worry, I'll do my best." Qin Luo nodded calmly, not making any promises.

Saving lives and healing the wounded is a doctor's duty, and we cannot ignore those who have power and influence.

Even the lives of the rich are still lives.

"Dr. Qin, please come in quickly, please follow me."

Led by Shi Hongyun, the group walked into the inner room.

Most of the guests in the courtyard had left, but some who were close to the Shi family, as well as Chen Zilin's relatives and best friends, remained.

In an antique-style room, Qin Luo met the female homeowner who needed medical treatment.

Chen Zilin is still bleeding from her seven orifices, though the amount is not large, and the bleeding has not stopped.

Two maids kept wiping away the blood with handkerchiefs soaked in warm water, but no matter how much they wiped, they couldn't wipe it all away.

Qin Luo waved his hand, signaling the two maids to leave.

This kind of thing is meaningless.

Dr. Qin Luo took a few drops of blood from the nasal cavity and put them into the intelligent testing instrument that had just been brought in.

Three seconds later, the instrument emitted a crisp 'beep' sound.

Qin Luo took the test report printed out by the instrument, examined it carefully, and muttered to himself, "Strange, really strange."

Shi Hongyun, who had been anxiously waiting nearby, quickly asked after hearing Qin Luo's words, "Dr. Qin, is something wrong? Is Zilin alright?"

"Madam, this is a case of poisoning," Qin Luo said.

"Poisoning? What kind of poison?" Shi Hongyun also suspected that his wife had been poisoned, otherwise why would she be bleeding so much?
But who exactly poisoned her?
What deep-seated hatred could you possibly have? Why can't you take it out on someone else?
"That's the strange thing," Qin Luo said, taking Chen Zilin's pulse. "Madam's symptoms suggest poisoning, but the test results didn't detect any toxins."

"Can't find any pathogens? Could it be that the equipment is faulty?"

Shi Hongyun couldn't say Qin Luo's medical skills were inadequate; if he wasn't good enough, then there were no better doctors in Phoenix City. Therefore, he could only suspect that the testing equipment was faulty.
Look, a person's name is like a tree's shadow.

They would rather believe the testing equipment was faulty than suspect that the doctor's skills were lacking.

"Could it be that this instrument isn't comprehensive enough? Is it unable to detect some rare viruses?" Zhang Pan chimed in from the side.

"That possibility cannot be ruled out," Qin Luo said. "The world is vast and full of wonders. It's understandable that there are some strains of poison we are unaware of."

"However, without being able to determine the strain, we cannot prepare the corresponding detoxification agent."

Shi Hongyun was terrified and asked, "What should we do?"

"We can only try the most primitive method," Qin Luo said.

"any solution?"

"Bring me my medicine box."

"Here you are." Upon hearing Qin Luo say that he would use the most basic method, the assistant, carrying a medicine box, squeezed to his side.

There was no way around it; there were just too many people in the room.

Qin Luo looked around and said, "The patient needs a quiet environment. Everyone who is not involved should leave."

Shi Hongyun thought Qin Luo's words made a lot of sense, and immediately said, "Okay, okay. Everyone, go outside and wait. I will let you know as soon as there is any situation."

As a result, most of the people in the room left immediately.

Shi Hongyun then persuaded Chen Zilin's parents and friends to leave. Seeing Zhang Pan still standing there, he said, "Dean Zhang, why don't you leave first? Dr. Qin Luo needs to treat my wife, so it might be a little inconvenient for him."

"Oh, I'll go out now. I was thinking of seeing if I can help in any way."

Zhang Pan offered an explanation and then left the room.

There is no way, people under the eaves have to lower their heads.

The director of the Imperial Maritime Hospital held a high position and wielded considerable power, but he was still somewhat outmatched by the Shi family, one of the nine great families.

Now only Qin Luo, Shi Hongyun's assistant, Chen Zilin, and her two personal maids remain in the ward.
Having two girls help makes things a little easier.

The space suddenly felt much more spacious, and the air seemed fresher.

Qin Luo took out a box of silver needles from his medicine chest and explained, "The 'Thirteen Ghost Needles' have the effect of expelling evil spirits and eliminating toxins. I'm using these needles to expel the poison from Madam's body."

As he spoke, he had already inserted a three-inch-long silver needle into Chen Zilin's forehead.

With three lifts and three releases, a faint silvery radiance shimmered and flowed, seeping into the muscles.

Soon, a layer of black mist spread out from the silver needle.

"They're out! They're out!"

Shi Hongyun shouted excitedly.

"Mr. Shi, please keep quiet and don't disturb Dr. Qin while she's administering acupuncture," the assistant reminded him from the side.

"Yes, yes, I'm sorry," Shi Hongyun apologized immediately.

In front of patients, doctors are truly 'God'.

A physician assistant is at least equivalent to a seraph.

Even a big shot like Shi Hongyun could only admit his mistake after being stopped and corrected by his assistant.

In an extremely quiet environment, Qin Luo inserted eleven silver needles of varying lengths in succession.

Chen Zilin's face and head were covered with a dense array of silver needles, with a large amount of black mist emanating from each needle.

As the black mist grew denser, it condensed into black water.

When the black liquid on the silver needles turned white and no more black energy was expelled from Chen Zilin's body, Qin Luo slowly began to remove the needles.

All eleven silver needles were put into the needle box, and a junior assistant disinfected and organized them.

Qin Luo was drenched in sweat; the treatment had exhausted him.

Shi Hongyun stepped forward and asked in a low voice, "Dr. Qin, is my wife alright?"

Qin Luo shook his head and said, "I can only temporarily expel the toxins from her body. Whether new toxins will regenerate still needs to be observed."

"Moreover, this acupuncture treatment is not enough; two more treatments are needed to consolidate the results. However, her bleeding has stopped."

Upon closer inspection, Shi Hongyun discovered that his wife had indeed stopped bleeding. Overwhelmed with emotion, he exclaimed, "Dr. Qin is truly a miracle worker! He cured her with a single touch!"

"Dr. Qin, you are our family's savior. We will repay you in the future."

Qin Luo waved his hand and said, "Saving lives is the duty of us doctors. Mr. Shi, there's no need to be so polite."

"How could we do that? Our Shi family will remember this kindness. Dr. Qin, you've worked hard. Why don't you go to the tea room for a cup of tea?"

"No, there's nothing else here, so I'll head back now."

"I'll have someone take you back."

"No need, no need. I'll just take Dean Zhang's car back."

"Alright. I'll send someone to pick up Dr. Qin tomorrow."

Qin Luo hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Alright."

He wasn't sure if Zhang Pan would come tomorrow, but having someone from the Shi family to guide him would save him a lot of trouble.

He could tell that Wangyue Island was not a place where just anyone could freely enter and leave.

Stepping out of the room, Shi Hongyun said that Chen Zilin's condition had stabilized, and everyone cheered and rushed forward to praise Qin Luo's superb medical skills.

Who wouldn't want to be friends with a renowned doctor?

Shi Hongyun finally had the heart to thank Zhang Pan, and said while holding Zhang Pan's hand, "Dean Zhang, thank you very much for bringing Dr. Qin Luo over."

"Mr. Shi, you're too kind. This is what we medical workers should do. We've just done our duty. If you need anything in the future, please don't hesitate to ask, Mr. Shi."

"Definitely, definitely. Let me write down Dean Zhang's phone number; we can contact him directly if needed."

After everyone finished exchanging pleasantries, Shi Hongyun personally saw Qin Luozhangpan and the others off.

The assistant, carrying a medicine box, climbed into the passenger seat, only to find that the driver sitting in the driver's seat was somewhat different.

Yes, they look different.

He used to be a handsome young man, how did he turn into a big bearded man?

"May I ask who you are?" the assistant asked curiously.
"Mr. Shi asked me to take you home safely," the bearded driver said expressionlessly.

As he spoke, he started the car and flew into the sky.

"No, that's not right!" Qin Luo exclaimed, "I rejected Shi Hongyun, who exactly are you?"

"Dr. Qin is very cautious," the bearded driver said with a smile. "I'm a friend of Princess Xiuxue, a good friend of Dr. Qin. She asked me to invite Dr. Qin to a place."

(End of this chapter)