Yuan Shanshan sobbed as she spoke, "Lei Yiming, Lei Yiming, he..."
Due to her agitation, her voice was somewhat choked up.
Hao Jian's expression turned grim, "First, calm down and take your time to explain."
Taking a deep breath, Yuan Shanshan slowly began to recount the events.
It turned out that Lei Yiming had a change of heart mid-way and decided not to perform the surgery on Yuan Shanshan's mother.
That was bad enough, but the problem was that he first brought Yuan Shanshan's mother into the operating room, anesthetized her, and began the surgery before he changed his mind. This meant that Yuan Shanshan's mother was currently lying on the operating table, unattended.
If no one went to perform the surgery on her at this point, the elderly woman would surely die there.
A flash of fierce energy passed through Hao Jian's eyes. What malicious intent Lei Yiming had, to just leave a patient on the operating table without a care in the world—wasn't this clearly intending to let someone die?
Moreover, he had sent away all the surgeons capable of performing the operation. It was absolutely impossible that Lei Yiming was not acting out of vengeance!
"Hao Jian, what should we do?" Yuan Shanshan cried despairingly, filled with hopelessness and anxiety.
"Don't panic just yet, let me think," Hao Jian got out of the car, bowed his head in thought, and eventually sighed:
"Yuan Shanshan, if I say I can perform the surgery on your mother, would you trust me?"
"You... you know how to treat illnesses? Why haven't you mentioned this before?" Yuan Shanshan was completely taken aback.
That's because I keep a low profile. Do I really need to tell you that my master is Medicine King Liang Wangsun?
Hao Jian thought to himself but casually responded, "Me not saying it doesn't mean I can't do it."
Being the God of Death, Hao Jian had witnessed countless slaughters and sustained just as many severe injuries; he can be said to have walked through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. If he did not possess medical skills, he would have turned into a pile of dry bones long ago!
Although Yuan Shanshan was somewhat skeptical, inexplicably, she felt a strange trust in Hao Jian. At that moment, her lovely face lit up with joy and eagerness as she looked at Hao Jian:
"Hao Jian, can you really cure my mother?"
"I believe there shouldn't be a problem," Hao Jian smiled slightly.
Heart transplantation, though difficult, wasn't incredibly so. If he couldn't manage even that, he would indeed disgrace his own formidable reputation as the God of Death.
"Then let's go to the hospital director right away."
Yuan Shanshan wiped the tears from her face, simultaneously shocked and thrilled, and said impatiently.
For Hao Jian to perform the surgery wasn't going to be that easy; he needed the hospital director's approval first.
"No, absolutely not!"
But after hearing the request from Hao Jian and the others, the hospital director immediately shook his head and rejected it, "You are joking with a patient's life. I absolutely won't allow you to act rashly!"
"Director, please trust Hao Jian this once, he really has a way!" Yuan Shanshan pleaded.
"Trust him?" The director sized up Hao Jian and then scoffed:
"Are you kidding me? Do you know medical techniques? Can you perform surgery? With your inexperience, even if you know some medicine, how skilled can you really be?"
"Hey old man, that's not right to say. You can't look down on me just because I'm young and handsome. I may be very handsome, but I'm genuinely capable, definitely not just a pretty face!" Hao Jian retorted unhappily.
Yuan Shanshan and the dean both had dumbfounded expressions. Shanshan remarked, "When you speak, is it necessary to always praise yourself too?"
"No need to say more. I will absolutely not let you gamble with the patient's life," the dean flatly refused with a stern face.
Seeing this, Yuan Shanshan was extremely anxious, and Hao Jian, too, became infuriated:
"Old man, listen to me very carefully now. Yuan Shanshan's mother is right now lying on the operating table in your hospital. After Lei Yiming made the incision, he just abandoned the patient on the table. So, it's him who is joking with the patient's life, not me. During this time you and I are wasting with nonsense, the patient's life is constantly under threat.
If you have any shred of mercy as a medical doctor, discard your old-fashioned prejudices now!"
"Is what he said true?" The dean looked at Yuan Shanshan. He couldn't believe Lei Yiming would go so far to jeopardize the patient's life.
Yuan Shanshan nodded with a face full of distress. No one felt more tormented and anxious than her at that moment.
With a grim face, the dean hesitated for a moment and then finally nodded heavily, "I'll let you try, but I must supervise personally!"
Even though he wasn't a cardiology expert, he still knew something about it. He planned to stay by Hao Jian's side in case the latter was clueless, so he could make the worst-case plan to try to save the patient's life.
"No problem, let's head to the operating room right now!" Hao Jian agreed promptly, nodding decisively.
Hao Jian and the dean changed into surgical gowns and sterile gloves, then headed toward the operating room.
Yuan Shanshan quickly grasped Hao Jian's hand, her eyes brimming with tears, "Hao Jian, you must save my mom. I'm begging you."
Hao Jian nodded with a smile, "In the past, I never let you down, and I surely won't now. All you need to do is believe in me."
Yuan Shanshan watched Hao Jian with a silly giggle, somewhat relieved after seeing the confident smile on his face.
Seeing Hao Jian and the dean enter, the bewildered doctors inside felt as if they had found their mainstay.
Lei Yiming had left and hadn't returned. None of them knew how to proceed with the surgery. As time ticked away every second, the patient was on the brink of death, and they all felt very uneasy.
However, as far as they knew, the dean didn't understand heart transplantation either!
The dean nodded, his eyes clouded with gloom. It turned out what Yuan Shanshan said was true. Lei Yiming had indeed deserted the patient and left, which was nothing short of reckless endangerment.
"Dean, who is he?" At that moment, someone noticed Hao Jian and asked the dean.
"He, he is the chief surgeon for this operation," the dean explained reluctantly.
"Chief surgeon? Isn't he a relative of the patient? How did he become the chief surgeon?" One nurse, recognizing Hao Jian, asked in confusion.
Hearing this, the other doctors panicked:
"Dean, you're really being reckless, allowing just anyone to perform the surgery. If this results in death, our hospital will have to take responsibility!"
Clearly, they all doubted Hao Jian. Heart transplantation is an advanced medical technique. It's easy to learn but very hard to master.
And without ten or twenty years of clinical experience, success is simply impossible!
They could all see that Hao Jian was just in his early twenties. Even if he knew something about medicine, he probably knew only the basics.
"Do you even have another option? If I don't operate on her, will she not die?" Hao Jian scoffed disdainfully:
"Responsible? Is leaving the patient on the operating table without care your idea of being responsible?"