Tang Family’s State fiercely glared at Chu Ge and snorted, "Then we’ll just wait and see."
Tang Youwei fell momentarily silent due to Chu Ge’s words, then nodded, "Then we’ll have to trouble Mr. Chu."
He turned and said to Doctor Liu, "Doctor Liu, let Mr. Chu give it a try."
Although Doctor Liu was somewhat displeased, he was ultimately working for pay, so he nodded slightly, agreeing.
Chu Ge walked into the operating room publicly. However, just as he reached the entrance, someone stopped him.
"Do you even have basic medical knowledge? You’re just going to walk in like that?"
Chu Ge looked sideways at the man, who appeared to be just over thirty, and candidly admitted, "Indeed, I don’t."
The expressions of everyone present, aside from Nangong Man Sha, changed.
Without even basic medical knowledge, how would he treat the Old Master?
Doctor Liu internally confirmed once again that this man must be a charlatan!
Chu Ge simply found all these procedures too bothersome; he wasn’t there to perform a surgery and didn’t need these protocols.
Thus, Chu Ge completely disregarded their procedures and, upon entering the operating room, even turned to tell the nurses and doctors who were preparing to assist him, "I don’t need your help here, everyone please leave and shut the door. No one is allowed to enter."
The nurses and doctors, who found this arrogant man unappealing from the start, couldn’t help but complain upon hearing his demand, "Does he think he’s Bodhisattva? Not allowing anyone to watch, does he have some kind of secret technique?"
"How credible does he look? Even Doctor Liu is at a loss with this patient, how can this man, who appears to be only in his twenties, handle it?"
"Alas, I just feel unlucky now. After work today, I will have to clean the entire operating room again."
As they talked, they walked out.
At the door, Doctor Liu, seeing them all leaving, asked confusedly, "Why are you all out here?"
"That person didn’t want our assistance."
"Hmph, he really thinks he’s a god, as if he himself could perform such a difficult operation!"
The doctors indignantly murmured their dissatisfaction with Chu Ge.
Tang Xin sat there seemingly deaf to the discussion, her eyes slightly lowered as she stared blankly ahead.
Upon hearing this, Tang Family’s State’s face grew even more furious and mocking, "I just knew this damned boy was up to no good! He wants Grandpa to die faster!"
Tang Youwei’s face relaxed slightly, his hands clenched tightly at his side. He was hesitating, wondering whether to interrupt Chu Ge.
What if Grandpa could hold on until Doctor Zhang from Shanghai arrived?
Everyone was preoccupied with their own thoughts, except for Nangong Man Sha, who nonchalantly played with her phone on the side. She had great faith in Chu Ge’s medical skills and thus wasn’t worried about him.
But at this moment, Chu Ge, diagnosing Tang Haowan in the operating room, was not so relaxed.
He frowned as he observed Tang Haowan, lying on the operating table, surrounded by a haze of dark mist. He probed inside with his True Qi but found nothing.
Chu Ge’s brows knitted tightly as he walked back and forth in the operating room, trying hard to recall the ancient books he had read before.
But from start to finish, he could not figure out what could have caused this.
Soon, ten minutes had passed.
Chu Ge had been thinking there for ten minutes.
At this moment, the person lying on the operating table slowly opened his eyes, "Mr. Chu?"
Tang Haowan’s voice was as thin as a thread.
Chu Ge came to his senses and, seeing Tang Haowan awake, quickly approached him, "Old Master Tang, how are you feeling now?"
Old Mister Tang smiled faintly, his smile tinged with a touch of bitterness and reluctance, then shook his head, "It seems, my life is frail."
"No." Chu Ge firmly refuted his words, "Old Master Tang, talking about anything else now is a waste of time, tell me, after we left, who else did you come into contact with?"
Chu Ge had already ruled out poisoning for Old Master Tang, as if it were poisoning, there would definitely be remnants in his body, but he felt nothing unusual just now.
Tang Haowan thought for a moment, then shook his head again, "After you left, I haven’t met anyone."
He had been resting in the lounge, preparing to leave with Tang Xin to return to the Tang family, but he had to visit the restroom midway due to drinking too much tea.
That restroom was public, and when he entered, there were exactly three people inside. If he really had to mention meeting someone, it would be those three.
But he didn’t remember what those three looked like at all, let alone know where they were from.
Chu Ge was silent for a moment before asking, "Did you hear them talk?"
"Talk?" Tang Haowan was about to shake his head but then remembered something and nodded, "They said they were going to find Honda Sakura? It was in dialect though, I didn’t quite catch it, but it seemed to be something like that."
Chu Ge nodded slightly, "Did you smell a fragrance at that time?"
Tang Haowan was stunned, his body felt limp, making his breathing heavy, he thought carefully, the smell in the restroom...
"This hotel is under the Tang family, and the cleaning agents used are also provided by the Tang family. I’m familiar with that scent, but it seems I also smelled another different scent in the air."
Tang Haowan continued speaking, his eyelids gradually growing heavier, but he persisted, "That scent indeed had a fragrance, but it was too faint, so I didn’t mind it."
Chu Ge understood in his heart.
Tang Haowan looked at Chu Ge in surprise, "Could that scent be problematic?"
Then, he thought of something, "Those three people..."
Chu Ge nodded, "Old Master guessed right, it was those three who were up to mischief."
What afflicted Tang Haowan was not poison, but an ancient witchcraft from Japan known as the Soul-locking Technique.
It does not require ingestion, nor physical contact; just a simple inhalation could make a person feel as if poisoned, totally limp, yet exhibiting no detectable symptoms, eventually dying from exhaustion.
This witchcraft had not been recorded in medical books. Initially, considering Tang Haowan was poisoned, Chu Ge had been focusing in that direction. Now, seeing the situation, it seemed plausible.
This kind of Soul-locking Technique, if encountered by an ordinary person, would undoubtedly be fatal for Tang Haowan.
But this matter had just happened to be encountered by him, Chu Ge. His family’s elder loved collecting ancient books, through which he had also been influenced, and the cure for this Soul-locking Technique, was contained therein.