"Do you have any other feelings?" Wu Yang would ask every ten minutes.

Yan Lang lay on the floor and didn't dare to move. She was afraid that the silver needle would move to other acupuncture points. She carefully said, "It should be useful to feel the acceleration of the heartbeat, but the side effects are dizziness. Is there any place where you can control this?"

"You … wipe your nose." Wu Yang felt a little embarrassed and handed over the napkin.

Yan Lang took it and felt that there was some warm liquid under his nose. Looking at the endless flow of blood, he pointed at Wen Zhan, who was sitting safely at the side and replying to the company email. "Can I apply for a replacement needle later?" My arms are about to be pierced through by you. Isn't there still a living person? "Normally, I would say something nice. It seems like I can do anything for you. In the end, I'm almost a cactus. What did he do?"

"You didn't volunteer?" Wen Zhan looked up at him and said, "I'm giving you a chance to continue."

Yan Lang snorted from his nose, "Bah, I believe you. If I stab you again, I won't be able to hold on any longer. Little Sister Yang, if the blood flows too fast, I will also go into shock."

Wu Yang didn't say anything. He just counted the time to pull out the silver needles. He had a rough understanding of the theory and the specific acupoints. Just as Wu Yang was about to pack his things, he saw Wen Zhan roll up his sleeves and walk in front of her, saying, "Come on."

"No need." Wu Yang shook his head, wanting to refuse, but seeing Yan Lang's resentful eyes and the two bloodstains under his nose, he felt guilty.

Wu Yang pointed at the sofa and said, "Then sit down."

"Right, right, right. I'll give you two needles as well." Facing his love rival, Yan Lang did not conceal the revenge in his heart.

Wu Yang kicked him in the calf without turning back. He heard him howling in pain and said, "It's not like you're playing around with your family. Don't make trouble."

Looking at Wen Zhan's vascularized arm, Wu Yang raised the needle and dropped it. Without hesitation, he stabbed a few more needles into Wen Zhan's head. From the angle of a bystander, it was extremely shocking. However, Yan Lang clapped her hands, wanting to laugh to the extent of tears. She gloated and said, "Well done, Sister Yang, what kind of acupoint is this? It looks very painful."

Wen Zhan tried his best to endure, but he still felt a trace of pain. He didn't say anything and just quietly looked at Wu Yang.

"Nothing. Ordinary acupoints." Wu Yang did not want to answer.

Wen Zhan had a perennial old stomach disease and a deficiency of qi and blood. Since he wanted to be a patient, Wu Yang did not acupuncture the acupoints to treat the congenital heart disease. Instead, he gave him the right medicine. Therefore, when he pulled out the needle, Wen Zhan felt refreshed and comfortable. The two of them tacitly didn't say anything. On the contrary, Yan Lang stared at him for a long time and asked, "Why didn't he have a nosebleed?"

"Everyone's constitution is different." Wu Yang replied perfunctorily.

Yan Lang suddenly felt as if he had been tricked. He covered his heart with an indescribable sorrow.

DS Hospital, Dean and Vice Principal personally went to the ward to check. Seeing the girl who was able to leave the bed and slowly try to walk, they nodded to Minister Chen and signaled for him to come out. In the Principal's office, the few of them looked a little embarrassed. They nervously said, "The illness that caused Qianjin can't be treated in the usual way, otherwise it will cause irreversible damage to her body."

"The conclusion we reached after our consultation is that we can try using Chinese medicine." After saying that, Vice Principal hurriedly watched his expression change.

Minister Chen did not resist. He had encountered several well-known TCM practitioners before. He knew that many TCM prescriptions would be more effective than Western medicine relying on technology and clinics. He nodded and said, "As long as Qianqian can be cured, any treatment can be tried."

"That's good." Half of the stones hanging in the hearts of the Principal and Vice Principal fell to the ground, and they looked at each other awkwardly.

"Is there anything else?" Asked Minister Chen, seeing that they were hesitating to speak.

"There weren't any clinical cases that we could learn from before. We only have one doctor who can do it, I wonder …" The dean didn't have much confidence when he said this.

Minister Chen only had one daughter, who grew up as the apple of his eye. If it was the principal, he would definitely feel dissatisfied and resist if he heard that his daughter was going to use it as an experimental subject to try the treatment. The two of them had already prepared to endure Minister Chen's harsh scolding and questioning. However, they did not expect that Minister Chen would say, "These past few years, I have also taken Qianqian to see many doctors. It has been useless."

"Whether it's an experiment or an attempt, as long as there's a chance of survival, I'm willing." Minister Chen looked a little haggard. As a father, he kept his posture to the minimum when facing someone who could save his daughter's life.

"Since that's the case, Minister Chen, the doctor who can treat Qian Jin is … Dr.Wu Yang," the principal continued with some difficulty.

"Wu Yang?" Back then, the incident at DS Hospital had caused quite a stir, and Minister Chen had heard of it.

The office was completely silent. At the same time, downstairs was silently preparing for a press conference. Wen Zhan looked at the media reporters who had already arrived and turned around to ask, "Where is he?" The assistant whispered, "We're here."

"Very good." Wen Zhan smiled as he glanced at Jiang Man Ling, who was also at the hospital. He adjusted his microphone and said, "Thank you for coming. We are going to hold today's clarification press conference on the incident in DS Hospital, Dr.Wu Yang. Please explain the truth and the background to Mr. Luan."

Mr.Luan stood in front of the camera unexpectedly. Wu Yang, who was in the hotel room, stared at him in disbelief. He listened to him tell the whole truth. He dialed Wen Zhan's number and immediately asked, "What did you do? Why are you threatening him?"

"I'm not a threat." Wen Zhan looked at Mr.Luan, who was crying with guilt. "He felt guilty and refused to clarify for the sake of his family's livelihood. However, there are also the Wen Family and not just the Jiang Family's company in this city. I just promised him that I would give him a more stable and advantageous position than the Jiang Family, so he was willing to clarify," Wen Zhan said.

It not only ensured the family's livelihood, but also relieved Luan Xiao of the burden of guilt.

Mr. Luan had no reason to refuse the matter of one arrow and three carvings.

Wen Zhan looked at the fast-paced media and whispered to the phone, "Very soon, you will be able to return to the hospital."

The memory of the public was short. After the truth was clarified, they did not have any reason to pursue the matter further. Instead, they avoided mentioning Wu Yang because of their guilt. Thus, they jumped onto the next hot topic. This was the sadness of human nature.

"Thank you." Wu Yang watched the broadcast end on TV and whispered from the bottom of his heart.