8: Chapter 8 A Scallion 8: Chapter 8 A Scallion Upon hearing Wang Yan could treat the illness, everyone except Beiming Xue showed expressions of ridicule, mockery, and contempt.
After all, Wang Yan looked too young, really not seeming like a doctor.
So, after Wang Yan finished saying this, everyone turned their heads away and ignored him.
Xiahou Que, however, laughed.
The more embarrassment Wang Yan displayed, the happier Xiahou Que felt.
To make Wang Yan’s embarrassment even greater, he smugly asked, “You say you can treat illness, do you know what disease the elder has?”
Wang Yan calmly replied, “The elder is agitated and has phlegm confusion syndrome.”
Xiahou Que laughed loudly, saying, “What phlegm confusion syndrome, you really make up names!
Smith just clearly said it was phlegm obstructive syncope, and you say it’s phlegm confusion syndrome.
Smith is the best Western doctor in Wanghai City?”
Seeing that everyone didn’t take Wang Yan seriously, Beiming Xue became anxious and hurriedly said, “Brother Wang Yan can treat illness.
I had a toxic thorn in my leg, and he sucked it out with his mouth, and used…”
Before Beiming Xue could finish speaking, Xiahou Que’s eyes went green—his fiancée’s thigh was sucked by another man, the color of the hat on his head was truly beautiful.
Xiahou Que shouted angrily, “What part did he suck?
Where did you suck?” At the same time shouting, Xiahou Que glanced at Beiming Xue’s thigh.
Beiming Xue angrily said, “It’s none of your business, what does it have to do with you.”
The less Beiming Xue said, the more Xiahou Que felt there was something between Beiming Xue and Wang Yan, and he was furious with eyes wide open.
Just then, suddenly Elder Beiming on the sickbed started coughing.
“The elder awoke?” Everyone was delighted and hurried to look at the sickbed, even Dr.
Smith said happily, “If Elder Beiming can awaken, there’s no need for surgery.”
Only Wang Yan said with worry, “The Inner Canon of the Yellow Emperor says: coughing follows gasping, the end is near; if the elder isn’t treated, it might be too late.”
Xiahou Que was bickering with Beiming Xue without getting anywhere, and as Wang Yan spoke up again, he turned to Wang Yan, “You’re really a jinx, cursing the elder nonstop.”
Listening to Wang Yan’s words, Beiming Bufan was also somewhat unhappy, gesturing towards Lone Wolf, saying, “Take him out.”
Beiming Xue hurriedly protected Wang Yan, saying, “Dad, no, Brother Wang Yan really can treat illness.”
Seeing Beiming Bufan was angry, Xiahou Que was very pleased and laughed, “Lone Wolf, quickly take him out, lest this little wildling embarrass himself here.
What coughing follows gasping, I didn’t see Elder Beiming gasping.”
Just then, Elder Beiming suddenly stopped coughing, then opened his mouth wide, gasping heavily, his face turning redder, his chest rising and falling unsteadily, looking really dire.
Beiming Bufan was shocked, hurriedly rushing to the bed, shouting, “Father, father…”
However, Elder Beiming’s breathing grew more rapid, and on the cardiac monitor beside, the heart’s beating also grew more rapid.
“Dr. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ ɴovᴇl_Firᴇ.ɴet
Smith, quickly save my father.” Beiming Bufan anxiously shouted.
Smith stood by the bed, quickly examined, then shook his head, saying, “It’s no good, phlegm clogged the throat, I can’t operate, it’s too late now.”
It’s too late.” Everyone except Xiahou Que was stunned.
Beiming Xue was dazed for a moment, suddenly grabbing Wang Yan’s arm, shouting, “Brother Wang Yan, quickly save my grandfather.”
Upon hearing this, Beiming Bufan suddenly remembered, Wang Yan’s every word earlier was now coming true.
This indicated Wang Yan wasn’t just speaking thoughtlessly.
Immediately, Beiming Bufan looked at Wang Yan, asking, “Can you save him?”
Beiming Bufan was overjoyed, saying, “Quick, what do you need, a scalpel?
Wang Yan said, “Give me a scallion.”
“What, you want a scallion?
A scallion can save someone?” Beiming Bufan was stunned, at this moment wondering if talking with this young man made him crazy.
Who would have thought, Wang Yan still nodded, saying, “If you don’t give it to me now, I’m afraid it will be too late.”
At this point, the fluctuations of the heartbeat on the cardiac monitor were becoming smoother, and the machine was emitting a piercing sound.
“We can only give it a try.” Beiming Bufan thought in his heart, loudly shouted, “Quick, bring the scallion.”
In no time at all, two cooks ran in panting with a big bundle of scallions, asking curiously, “Master, the scallion is here, what do you want to eat?
Scallion dipped in sauce?”
Even the two cooks were somewhat puzzled, with the elder gravely ill, Beiming Bufan still had the leisure to eat scallion dipped in sauce?
After hearing the two cooks’ words, Beiming Bufan scolded angrily, “Put down the scallions and get out.”
The two cooks had never seen Beiming Bufan so furious, hurriedly dropped the scallions, turned, and ran out.
At this moment, Beiming Bufan felt his mind was a tangled mess, his eyes widened staring at Wang Yan, his eyes almost turning red, shouting, “Are these scallions enough?”
By now, Wang Yan had already bent over, picked up a scallion, peeled off the dry skin, broke off the root, and walked to the bedside.
Then, Wang Yan pinched Elder Beiming’s chin, opened the mouth, and inserted the scallion stem into Elder Beiming’s mouth.
Seeing this, everyone’s faces showed vivid expressions.
Smith showed a mocking expression, Xiahou Que had a schadenfreude grin, and Lone Wolf shook his head, extremely disdainful.
Beiming Bufan gritted his teeth, displaying a smile of bitterness, self-mockery, and remorse.
At this moment, Beiming Bufan really felt he was mad, actually believing a young rascal’s nonsense.
Only Beiming Xue looked at Wang Yan with eyes full of trust and expectation.
In the midst of various expressions on everyone’s faces, Wang Yan had already inserted the scallion stem into Elder Beiming’s throat.
At this moment, the cardiac monitor beside the sickbed was sounding a continuous alarm, with the heart’s fluctuations heading towards a straight line.
Seeing this, Beiming Bufan sighed deeply.
The elder’s passing meant the Beiming Family was about to decline.
Beiming Bufan’s expression was bleak, just about to turn and leave.
Suddenly, Eldere Beiming on the sickbed started coughing violently, then the cardiac monitor began bouncing again.
Beiming Bufan hurriedly turned back, seeing Elder Beiming lying on the bed, coughing violently, following the violent cough, a large mouthful of phlegm was spat on the ground.
As the phlegm was spat on the ground, Elder Beiming’s heartbeat immediately returned to normal.
Seeing this, everyone’s eyes widened, completely unable to believe everything happening before them.