As expected, Chen Fang had chosen the right direction. When Gu Yelin heard this, his dark pupils flashed, and he slowly nodded in agreement.
About fifteen minutes later, hurried footsteps echoed through the hospital corridor. Following that, the figure of Ye Chenghong appeared in front of everyone.
Gu Yelin stood up and walked briskly towards him.
Ye Chenghong’s face was full of urgency, and he had no mind for pleasantries, immediately asking, "Where’s the girl? How is she? Is her injury serious? Where is she? How come she got into trouble again after just a few days?"
His string of questions caught everyone off guard, leaving them momentarily speechless.
But it was the composed Gu Yelin who respectfully recounted the incident in meticulous detail from beginning to end.
"I’ll go in and see the girl first. Wuchang, Nie Shan, follow me," Ye Chenghong gestured, and the two people behind him, Bai Wuchang and Nie Shan, hurriedly followed with a medicine box in hand.
Then, several doctors in white coats were seen being ushered out of the ward.
"Look here, Director, who is that man inside? How can you let him take charge like that? The patient’s injuries are very severe, we weren’t even sure if we could save her, and that man inside, he..." an experienced elder doctor wearing glasses complained dissatisfiedly to Chen Fang.
Chen Fang nodded as she listened. This elder doctor was a renowned professor in the medical community, with extraordinary medical skills and a commendable medical ethic, who was also very responsible. Even as the director, Chen Fang held great respect for this senior professional.
After the elder doctor finished speaking, Chen Fang gently explained, "Old Wang, the person just now was Mr. Ye Chenghong."
With an eye roll, Old Wang, without thinking, retorted, "What Mr. Ye Chenghong? Even if he were Mr. Zhang, I would... What did you say? Who did you say he is? Say that again?" Old Wang’s tone shifted, he shrieked in amazement, incredulously staring at Chen Fang.
Chen Fang secretly laughed to herself, knowing that the old professor would certainly react .
"Old Wang, he is Mr. Ye Chenghong. The girl in the ward is his disciple. Don’t worry, with Elder Ye there, the patient won’t be in danger."
Old Wang’s face turned excitedly red as he nodded repeatedly, his speech stuttering, "Right, right, right! With Mr. Ye’s miraculous healing abilities, there definitely won’t be any danger! I-I-I need to go back! I need to calm down! Director, could you introduce me to him later, so Mr. Ye can give me some guidance?"
Chen Fang, barely holding back her laughter, nodded earnestly.
After the group of doctors left, the corridor became eerily quiet. Aside from the sound of treating Gu Yelin and his companions’ wounds, only the chatter from other wards could be heard.
Not long after, the door to the ward next to the emergency room swung open, and Duan Tang, disheveled but still elegant, hurried out.
"Girl!" With a soft call, he looked up at the light in the emergency room, then slumped against the wall in despair.
Gu Yelin turned his head and gave him a cold glance, his eyes flickering slightly, but he said nothing.
Time ticked away, minute by minute, until the light in the emergency room went off after more than two hours.
The door opened, and an exhausted-looking Ye Chenghong followed by Bai Wuchang and Nie Shan came out.
"The girl is fine, she just needs some rest. There are no burns, she has just overdrawn her Inner Breath. Once she wakes up, she’ll concoct some of her odd medicines to take, and she’ll be as lively as ever," Ye Chenghong explained, waving his hand to the worried Gu Yelin, Duan Tang, and An Zhifeng.
Hearing the outcome, everyone let out a sigh of relief.