26: Chapter 26 Quack Doctor 26: Chapter 26 Quack Doctor Pushing through the crowd, what came into view was a young girl fainting on the ground, approximately eighteen years old, dressed very plainly.
Beside her was an elderly man with a face full of wrinkles, his murky eyes red, obviously the girl must be his granddaughter.
Bystanders occasionally called out on their behalf, hoping that there might happen to be a doctor in the black market.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chenfeng felt compelled to step in and help.
To tell the truth, he wasn’t a good man, but since he had come across the situation, he thought he’d lend a hand if he could!
After all, it was just a small effort for him.
Just as Ye Chenfeng was about to take out his acupuncture kit to check on the girl’s condition, an arrogant voice rose from outside the crowd, “Make way, make way, I am the Director of Internal Medicine from Tianhai People’s Hospital, let me have a look.”
The crowd parted to make way for the speaker, a middle-aged man in his forties who approached the young girl.
The man, named Kang Weizhong, was the Director of Internal Medicine at Tianhai People’s Hospital, which was one of the largest hospitals in the whole of Tianhai.
Seeing the girl and the elderly man’s plain and even tattered clothes, Kang Weizhong frowned but still knelt down to check on the girl and then said, “She has suffered from a myocardial infarction, her heart has stopped beating, and if she doesn’t receive immediate rescue, I’m afraid she won’t survive the day.”
Hearing this, the old man immediately knelt before Kang Weizhong, pleading, “Doctor, please save my granddaughter, please save her.”
You should know that the big hospitals now only care about money, not people; with money they’ll treat you, and without it, they send you away.
Kang Weizhong somewhat regretted stepping forward; he could tell at a glance that the old man in front of him obviously had no money, even to the point of not affording the hospitalization fee!
But under the watchful eyes of the public, if he outright refused the old man, it would certainly provoke public anger.
So, thinking quickly, he said, “I am helpless, it will take at least half an hour to get to the hospital from here, even immortals would be powerless by that time.”
The old man felt as if struck by thunder; his wrinkled face instantly lost all color, and he kept kowtowing to Kang Weizhong, saying, “Please, I beg you, please save my granddaughter no matter what.”
Ye Chenfeng watched all of this and, after a brief moment of thought, understood what was going through the mind of the Director of Internal Medicine from Tianhai People’s Hospital.
“How about I take a look?” Ye Chenfeng stepped out of the crowd, knelt down, and took the girl’s pulse.
A surge of anger welled up inside him; the girl’s condition was nowhere near as bad as Kang Weizhong had described.
Even if Ye Chenfeng didn’t intervene, just taking the girl to the hospital immediately wouldn’t put her in any life-threatening danger.
The old man looked at Ye Chenfeng with skepticism, seeing that he didn’t look like a doctor at all.
Moreover, Ye Chenfeng was using pulse diagnosis, a method far less common in modern times where traditional Chinese medicine was far behind Western medicine.
After a preliminary diagnosis, Ye Chenfeng was confident he could revive the fainting girl immediately.
He asked, “Old man, your granddaughter must have a chronic condition, right?
Don’t worry, I can revive her right now.”
The old man, as if clinging to his last lifeline, eagerly asked Ye Chenfeng, “Really?
Can you really wake my granddaughter?”
“No problem, you just relax,” Ye Chenfeng said as he took out his acupuncture kit, ready to save her.
“What are you trying to do?
There are no medical devices here at all.
You are committing murder.
Do you really think you can save someone just with a few broken needles in your hand?
This is utterly ridiculous.” Kang Weizhong said arrogantly, his eyes exuding a thick disdain for Ye Chenfeng.
Even at this time, he kept his superior attitude, trying to prove his authority in front of others.
As soon as Kang Weizhong made these remarks, the people around started pointing fingers at Ye Chenfeng, and even the elderly man looked at Ye Chenfeng with skepticism in his eyes.
Ye Chenfeng sighed inwardly; being the good guy was troublesome.
It seemed better to do it less often in the future, but since he had already stepped forward today, he had to cure the young girl, or else she might indeed end up meeting King Yama.
Pointing at Kang Weizhong, Ye Chenfeng yelled, “It’s a pity how you turned out, the way your mom raised you.
People like you are not fit to be doctors at all.”
In Ye Chenfeng’s opinion, since Kang Weizhong chose to be a doctor, he should have the conviction to save lives and help the injured.
If not, how could he be worthy of being called “doctor”?
Ye Chenfeng, however, was not a doctor.
He only took action when he saw someone he wanted to save because it wasn’t his responsibility.
“You itinerant quack, you have no medical ethics at all.
You are harming people,” Kang Weizhong said seriously.
Kang Weizhong’s words stirred up a storm, and the crowd began to blame Ye Chenfeng one by one, with some even demanding Ye Chenfeng to leave immediately to avoid causing harm to themselves and others.
“Shut up, all of you.
Didn’t you hear what he said?
This so-called doctor has already given up on her, so why won’t you let me save her?
Good, who was the one talking just now?
Come forward and try to save her yourself,” Ye Chenfeng shouted desperately.
At these words, the surrounding crowd went quiet like frostbitten eggplants.
Ye Chenfeng was right; Kang Weizhong had already pronounced the comatose girl as good as dead, and if Ye Chenfeng didn’t intervene, she would certainly perish.
Even if Ye Chenfeng were not truly capable, there was at least a glimmer of hope.
Otherwise, there would be none at all.
“Quack, such a quack!
I really want to see how you’re going to wake her up,” Kang Weizhong moved aside, waiting to see Ye Chenfeng make a fool of himself.
In his view, Ye Chenfeng was at best a country healer with no real skills, pretending to be important.
To restart the girl’s heart and wake her from the coma would require modern medical devices.
What use could a few silver needles be?
Regardless, the old man placed all his hope on Ye Chenfeng; because Kang Weizhong had already concluded that his granddaughter was beyond help, at this point, he had no choice but to grasp at straws.
“Young man, my granddaughter’s life is in your hands now.
You must wake her up!” The old man said with deep sadness.
The commotion here attracted more and more onlookers.
People have a natural inclination to enjoy a spectacle; wherever there is excitement, they will flock.
To put it more plainly, some people revel in another’s misfortune.
Instead of lending a hand, they find it amusing.
However, such people are only a minority.
Most people’s morals are not that low.