Qin Qin, as if oblivious to everyone else, entered the operating room, and the dozen or so doctors and nurses hastily stepped back, giving way to Qin Qin.
Don’t ask why they subconsciously moved aside; they just did when Qin Qin walked in.
Qin Qin looked at Jiang Qingtian on the operating table, his chest continuously oozing blood.
At this moment, Jiang Qingtian had already passed out due to excessive blood loss, his complexion pale and tinged with a faint bluish-gray.
Qin Qin didn’t look any longer at Jiang Qingtian and directly took out the Heavenly Mysterious Ice Soul Needle from her space, rapidly spreading it out on a nearby surgical trolley.
"She couldn’t possibly think to save Young Master Jiang with just a needle," a nurse couldn’t help but say to another nurse.
The other nurse, observing Qin Qin’s magic-like quick movements, couldn’t help but admire the gracefulness, but thought she was overestimating her abilities. With Young Master Jiang’s condition, who could save him? Even the elite doctors from the military hospital wouldn’t dare to intervene.
"Daydreaming, that’s all. Just watch, she’ll be crying later, actually having the audacity to come try to save Young Master Jiang without knowing her own limits."
"Yeah, let’s just watch."
Qin Qin paid no attention to the nurses’ chattering. At that moment, her expression focused as she stared at Jiang Qingtian, her ghost eyes seeing through to the bullet lodged near his heart, surrounded by blood vessels.
Qin Qin quickly pulled out several Silver Needles; she needed to stop the bleeding for Jiang Qingtian before she could remove the bullet.
Qin Qin directly inserted the Silver Needles into Jiang Qingtian’s major acupuncture points, gradually stopping the bleeding.
The bystanders couldn’t make out Qin Qin’s precise movements but could see that the blood gradually stopped flowing from Jiang Qingtian.
Everyone was shocked, exchanging glances; this girl had actually stopped the blood that had been gushing continuously from Young Master Jiang. They had tried all means just moments ago, but none had worked.
The chief surgeon, a military director with twenty years of lead surgery experience, watched Qin Qin with astonished eyes, "This..."
"Pass me the scalpel!" Qin Qin didn’t even turn her head as she spoke, her right hand open and held up in the air.
The chief surgeon subconsciously handed the scalpel to Qin Qin. She focused intently on Jiang Qingtian’s chest, swiftly and accurately making an incision. Her precision astounded the twenty-year veteran director, who watched, mesmerized. Such skilled and precise opening of the cavity, not cutting a single blood vessel, even skillfully avoiding each one.
"Surgical clamp!" Qin Qin called again, this time the chief surgeon was already prepared. Normally, he would have several nurses assisting him, but now he was willing to assist a teenage girl, impressed by her formidable surgical skills. He couldn’t help wanting to learn from her. He thought of the thousands of patients he had treated and admitted that he couldn’t achieve such precision.
The chief surgeon didn’t know that Qin Qin’s impressive skills were greatly aided by her ability to see through the body. If it were solely based on her surgical capabilities, indeed, she would fall a bit short. After all, although she had dared to perform surgery on patients a thousand years ago, her past prowess couldn’t compare to her current precision.
A few minutes later, Qin Qin extracted the bullet from Jiang Qingtian’s heart.
Observing the small bullet in the dish, the dozen doctors and nurses stood there, stunned and in disbelief, as they stared at Qin Qin, whose face remained calm without a hint of nervousness.
"Pinch me, tell me I’m not dreaming?"
"You’re not dreaming, because I saw it too!"
"So amazing, even more skilled than Director Mao! Did you see that? She not only quickly stopped Young Master Jiang’s bleeding but also swiftly removed the bullet. If it were Director Mao, it might have taken several hours."
"Indeed, we underestimated her. We definitely have to ask her later."
Nurses and doctors discussed on one side, while the attending physician respectfully handed over the suture needle to Qin Qin, who quickly took it and stitched up Jiang Qingtian’s wound. Then she took out the golden sore medicine she had concocted two days earlier to stop the bleeding and reduce inflammation and sprinkled it over Jiang Qingtian’s wound before covering it with a gauze.
It was indeed lucky for Jiang Qingtian that two days ago, Lee Fong had cut herself while chopping vegetables, prompting Qin Qin to concoct a bottle of golden sore medicine, which now came in handy for treating Jiang Qingtian’s injury.
Jiang Qingtian’s wound used up almost half a bottle of Qin Qin’s golden sore medicine, which made her feel a bit pained. However, thinking about the ten million that would be deposited into her account soon, she felt the pinch a little less.
Director Mao, the attending physician, pleasingly picked up a clean towel for Qin Qin, "Miss Qin, wipe your sweat!"
Qin Qin glanced at Director Mao, took the towel from his hands, and wiped the sweat from her forehead—the result of treating Jiang Qingtian.
"Miss Qin, how is Young Master Jiang doing? He is saved, isn’t he?"
Although he knew the answer, Director Mao still couldn’t suppress the excitement in his heart and blurted out the question.
Qin Qin nodded indifferently, "He has been saved for the moment, but as for what happens next, it depends on whether he can regain consciousness."
"Of course, of course, Miss Qin, your medical skills are truly amazing. May I ask where you learned your medicine?" Director Mao rubbed his hands nervously. At only about eighteen years old, Qin Qin possessed such impressive medical skills. Every one of them had looked down on her before, a case of ’blind dogs looking down on people,’ including himself. At that time, he had also completely distrusted that such a young girl could save the critically wounded Young Master Jiang. It was only until he saw Miss Qin’s skilled medical treatment that he was deeply humbled.
Qin Qin glanced at Director Mao, but said nothing.
Director Mao felt somewhat embarrassed, knowing she would certainly not share her secret with him, yet he still wanted to ask.
The surrounding nurses and doctors couldn’t suppress their excitement either and gathered around.
"Miss Qin, are you thirsty? I will go get you some water."
"Miss Qin, do you need to rest for a while? Our hospital’s rest room is very comfortable. Please go and take a break."
"Miss Qin, are you hungry? I can order some food for you."
Everyone wanted to ingratiate themselves with the young Miss Qin, who was a medical prodigy. If they could form a connection with her, they might seek her help for their future needs.
Qin Qin declined everyone’s kind offers and walked straight out of the operating room.
Director Mao and a group of nurses and doctors continued to crowd around Qin Qin, unabated in their enthusiastic flattery.
Jiang Feng and Mo Qianhui, upon seeing the surgery doors open, couldn’t help standing up, only to be greeted by this scene.
Sun Xiyang and Meng Xing were also stunned to witness this moment and couldn’t help but step forward.
Ouyang Ge squinted his eyes, watching Qin Qin. He had wanted to see fear and failure in her eyes, but to his disappointment, what he saw was a group of smiling doctors and nurses clustering around Qin Qin, while she responded to them with detached politeness.
What exactly happened in the surgery?
Why were these people so eagerly flattering such a young kid?!
Could it be... No, it wasn’t possible; he was unwilling to believe it.