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The atmosphere in the ward was extremely oppressive.

A deep sense of despair permeated the air.

Looking at his only son lying motionless and unconscious on the bed, Zhao Hongyuan felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on his heart.

He turned to look at the two top doctors in front of him, his voice slightly hoarse.

"Mr. Shen, Mr. Zheng."

"With your medical skills, is there really no way to help?"

As a tycoon who controls a trillion-dollar industry.

Zhao Hongyuan had never felt so helpless in his life.

He was willing to do anything to save his son, even if it meant losing everything and paying any price.

But now, they have money but nowhere to spend it, and people they need help with but no way to get it.

The two top experts in the province fell silent.

After a moment, Shen Zhenlin, a leading figure in traditional Chinese medicine, frowned slightly and spoke slowly.

His eyes were fixed on the young master of the Zhao family on the hospital bed, his expression extremely solemn.

"Mr. Zhao, please forgive my bluntness."

"Your son's bodily functions are in perfect order, his internal organs are in harmony, his meridians are unobstructed, and there are no lesions from head to toe."

"Common illnesses, injuries, and nerve damage can all be ruled out."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Hongyuan and Su Huirong's faces turned pale again.

No lesions?

Why has he remained unconscious?

Shen Zhenlin sighed inwardly.

Throughout his life as a doctor, he has seen countless difficult and complicated cases.

But today's situation has gone beyond the scope of medicine.

Judging from the pulse and complexion.

He had a bold and strange guess in his mind.

This is not an illness at all!

It's more like the soul-loss syndrome described in folk tales!

The three souls and seven spirits are scattered, leaving only the physical body but the mind, thus the person falls into a deep sleep.

But he could only suppress this thought deep in his heart.

The concept of "loss of spirit" is vague and has no scientific basis or instrumental evidence to prove it.

The key is.

He had only guesses, but no ability to treat the illness whatsoever.

If you speak out rashly, you won't solve the problem.

It will only make the situation more chaotic, increase panic, and even be criticized as spreading rumors and misleading the public.

He's a cautious and discreet doctor; he can't speak carelessly.

After much deliberation, Shen Zhenlin could only remain silent and stop talking about it.

Zheng Qishan, a leading Western medicine expert standing nearby, was still repeatedly reviewing the mountain of test reports.

Once, twice, three times...

He checked every piece of data and every brain image repeatedly.

The more he looked, the more somber his expression became, and the more his brows furrowed.

Finally, he put down the report and let out a long sigh.

His tone was extremely serious as he stated the worst possible outcome.

"Mr. Zhao, I'm telling you the truth."

"From a Western medical perspective, the current situation is not very optimistic."

"The patient's brain structure is intact, with no bleeding, embolism, or compression."

"But his brain and consciousness seemed to have completely fallen into a state of dormancy."

"In this situation, there is no surgery available, and no medicine can cure it."

"Even if we forcibly attempt interventional treatment or nerve stimulation, the risks are extremely high."

"The probability of eventually waking up is still extremely low, almost nonexistent."

boom!

These words struck the Zhao couple like a bolt from the blue.

Su Huirong swayed and almost collapsed to the ground.

Tears could no longer be held back and streamed down her cheeks.

"Significant... How can it be so uncertain..."

Zhao Hongyuan's body stiffened, and the light in his eyes dimmed completely.

Two top-tier doctors simultaneously declared that there was no cure.

Traditional Chinese medicine found no lesions, and Western medicine could not treat it.

Is he, the only heir of the Zhao family, destined to spend the rest of his life sleeping in bed?

Just when the entire audience was plunged into utter despair.

Dean Lu Weiguang's mind flashed back to that young figure.

He gritted his teeth and mustered his courage to speak.

"General Manager Zhao, and the two senior experts."

"The doctor who first saved the patient and stabilized his life yesterday was from our hospital, named Lin Yuan!"

"Perhaps... he has a different way!"

The moment the name "Lin Yuan" was uttered, Shen Zhenlin, who had been silently pondering, suddenly raised his head.

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in his previously somber and obscure eyes.

Others may not know Lin Yuan's abilities, but he knows them all too well.

He had personally witnessed Lin Yuan's actions at the Zheng family's residence.

Back then, the old master of the Zheng family suffered from a strange and intractable disease. He visited many famous doctors, but none of them could cure it. Even he almost couldn't figure out the real cause of the disease.

But Lin Yuan, despite his young age, saw through the cause of the illness at a glance and easily ended Old Master Zheng's strange ailment.

That extraordinary insight and knowledge far surpassed that of ordinary veteran doctors, and even he sincerely admired and highly recognized it.

Shen Zhenlin immediately spoke, his tone extremely firm.

"That's right! Quickly, please invite Dr. Lin over!"

"Perhaps he has a unique solution to this strange and bizarre illness!"

The scene of Zheng's family treating him that day is still fresh in his memory.

The more mysterious the illness, the more Lin Yuan's extraordinary medical skills are highlighted.

Shen Zhenlin's words undoubtedly gave Lin Yuan the highest level of endorsement!

Everyone present was stunned.

No one expected that the highly respected master of traditional Chinese medicine, Elder Shen, would have such a high opinion of a young doctor!

Zhao Hongyuan, who had been feeling utterly hopeless, suddenly became visibly shaken!

A surge of hope instantly ignited in his dim eyes.

Who is Shen Zhenlin?

A top-tier traditional Chinese medicine master in Jiangnan Province, who has seen countless patients and never makes false statements!

A doctor whom even he highly approves of must be extraordinary!

This was the only lifeline he could grasp at that moment!

Zheng Qishan, a leading authority on Western medicine standing to the side, raised an eyebrow slightly but remained silent.

He was deeply involved in the provincial Western medicine system and had never heard of the name Lin Yuan, so he naturally knew nothing about the other party.

However, Shen Zhenlin was highly experienced and respected, and since the other party had taken the initiative to recommend him, he had no reason to object.

The atmosphere of despair in the ward instantly dissipated.

Zhao Hongyuan dared not delay for a moment and immediately looked at Lu Weiguang, the hospital director beside him, his tone urgent.

"Dean Lu, thank you for your help! Please send someone to fetch Dr. Lin Yuan immediately! The sooner the better!"

"If you can save my son, my Zhao family will reward you handsomely!"

"Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I'll arrange it right away!"

Lu Weiguang quickly agreed and immediately took out his phone to call Lin Yuan.

At this moment, the corridors and ward entrances of the neurology department were already crowded with on-duty doctors, nurses, and interns.

Everyone heard that two leading experts from both inside and outside the province were coming to consult, so they all gathered around, eager to witness the brilliance of these top doctors and learn from and observe difficult cases.

The crowds were so dense that the scene was noisy and chaotic, severely impacting the diagnosis and treatment in the ward.

Upon seeing this, Lu Weiguang's face darkened, and he turned to Ma Jun, the director of the Department of Neurology, and gave him a stern order.

"Director Ma, immediately disperse all onlookers!"

"Clear the passageway, maintain absolute silence in the ward, and no one is allowed to linger or gather around!"

"clear!"

Ma Jun immediately responded and quickly turned around to guide the crowd.

The medical staff dared not disobey the hospital director's orders and reluctantly dispersed.

Song Yuwei was the only one left behind by Ma Jun.

There is no other reason.

The hospital is currently developing a medical promotion account, with Song Yuwei responsible for shooting short medical videos and recording the diagnosis and treatment process of typical and difficult cases.

The scene of two renowned doctors consulting on and dealing with a rare and unusual disease today is of great publicity value and is also excellent documentary material.

At a crucial moment, it was precisely the opportunity that required her to preserve video footage.

Therefore, Lu Weiguang specifically instructed that Song Yuwei be allowed to stay in the ward and observe the entire process.

Song Yuwei stood in the corner, her heart filled with anticipation.

She had worked with Lin Yuan once and had also witnessed his medical skills.

Even Elder Shen personally recommended him, so it seems that this time, Lin Yuan might be able to create a miracle.

The ward fell silent.

All eyes were focused on the tightly closed door.

The Zhao couple clenched their hands nervously, their hearts pounding with anticipation.

Shen Zhenlin closed his eyes and waited patiently, certain that Lin Yuan would have a solution.

Zheng Qishan remained calm, intending to see for himself what made this doctor, so highly praised by a leading figure in traditional Chinese medicine, so exceptional.