X-ray Eyes Little Wild Doctor-Chapter 119 - 114: Playing the Pig to Eat the Tiger

The elevator came down, and Assistant Wei pulled Ye Tian into the elevator. Ye Tian didn’t forget to bring Wang Ying along with Eric and Mike, the two bodyguards, so the five of them shut the elevator door, leaving the reporters outside.

The elevator hadn’t closed yet when Vice President Wang, clueless about the situation, also tried to squeeze in, probably hoping to witness Ye Tian fail so he could mock and laugh at him later.

Ye Tian kicked him out, saying, "The elevator is for people, beasts please use the stairs."

Vice President Wang, kicked out, looked ferocious and watched the elevator doors slowly close, silently swearing to himself that one day he would see Ye Tian ruined and discredited.

The reporters, eager to get an interview, encountered Assistant Wei’s icy demeanor and, feeling gloomy about how to explain to their chief editor, then saw the frustrated Vice President Wang.

All their camera equipment was promptly whipped out, as microphones and cameras surrounded Vice President Wang.

"Hello, doctor, I’m a reporter from the evening news. It seems like you know Assistant Wei, could you give us some inside information?"

"Of course, I am the Vice President of this hospital, the hospital’s information is public, you can ask me."

Confronted with the interview, Vice President Wang’s ferocious face immediately became affable.

"What exactly is wrong with Old Lai? Is his life in danger? Could you reveal a little about it?"

Unaware until the interview, the reporters were in for a shock.

It turned out that the reporters learned from Vice President Wang that he was supposed to be the chief surgeon for Old Lai, but someone had been changed halfway through, and it was not an experienced old specialist but an inexperienced youngster instead.

"That person is called Ye Tian. As far as I know, he doesn’t even have a medical license, but it’s such an imposter who has been asked to perform surgery on Mr. Lai. I can’t help but suspect there is something fishy going on here," Vice President Wang revealed to the reporters.

"The use of the word ’insider’ is perfect! Please, continue," the reporters said, their eyes lighting up.

"I suspect that Ye Tian’s relationship with Assistant Wei is not simple. Of course, it’s just a suspicion. Whether they have an improper relationship, I wouldn’t know," Vice President Wang said.

"Ye Tian is just a thug and hoodlum; he’s not a doctor at all," Ma Xu added fuel to the fire, though clearly not as eloquent as Vice President Wang.

The reporters’ eyes widened upon hearing this, not expecting to actually dig up real news, much less explosive insider information.

To get Vice President Wang to keep spilling sensational news, the reporters started digging deeper. Vice President Wang and Ma Xu played off each other, leaving no stone unturned in denigrating Ye Tian.

As they delved further, the truth began to surface. A sinister assistant, aiming to swallow the boss’s fortune, took advantage of the boss’s critical illness to make a move, colluding with the swindler Ye Tian to put the boss in grave danger, then to swallow up billions in assets. This news was enough to shock the nation.

When Vice President Wang was at his most fervent, he gestured grandly, "Let’s go, I’ll take you to the operating room. We must expose the real face of Ye Tian; he’s a fraud!"

The reporters, of course, were thrilled by the chaos. The bigger the story, the better, as it would draw more viewers’ attention.

Under the leadership of Vice President Wang, the reporters swarmed into the elevator, and those who couldn’t fit feared they’d miss the big news. They took the stairs, all to not miss out on the story.

Vice President Wang led the group to the 18th floor, and to his surprise, the surgery hadn’t started yet.

The doctors in the operating room were taken aback to see the Vice President arrive, followed by many reporters.

"Where are they? Where did they go?" Vice President Wang asked.

"Inside," one doctor replied.

"Why isn’t the surgery happening? Whose idea was this?" Vice President Wang pressed.

"That man said surgery wasn’t necessary, and that conservative treatment would suffice. He’s giving Mr. Lai acupuncture right now, in the next room. You should take a look, Vice President, and put a stop to his nonsense," the doctor answered.

"Acupuncture? This is sheer nonsense!" Vice President Wang said sternly, striding towards the neighboring room.

The reporters followed closely behind, fearing they’d miss out on the scoop. An entrepreneur critically ill in the hospital, a beautiful assistant refusing surgery, bringing in a swindler for acupuncture—this was not a common story. It seemed their earlier speculation was correct. If they could unearth even more sensational material, it would undoubtedly cause an uproar.

In the room next to the operating room, Old Mr. Lai lay on the hospital bed with his eyes slightly closed, his body covered with numerous silver needles.

Ye Tian’s hands moved quickly, thirty of the thirty-six Dragon-whisker Needles had been used, protecting thirty vital points on Old Lai. Just six more needles to go, and he could force out the internal bleeding and achieve preliminary recovery.

Just at this critical moment, the door burst open. Vice President Wang walked in with a righteous aura, followed by the jostling reporters.

Once the door opened, the flashbulbs didn’t stop popping and the clicking cameras surrounded them, asking questions left and right. The scene was complete chaos.

"Who let you in!" Assistant Wei frowned.

"Everyone out, you’re hindering my treatment! Who among you can bear the responsibility if something goes wrong!" Ye Tian shouted in fury.

"Keep pretending," sneered Vice-President Wang, "as if you don’t know your own limitations. You’re audacious enough to boast here. At best, you’re just a quack."

Ye Tian frowned, "What if I cure Old Lai?"

"Stop daydreaming. You think you can cure Mr. Lai? Ha, only if the sun rises from the west," Vice-President Wang said professionally, "Mr. Lai has had a myocardial infarction and is now unconscious. Moreover, to my knowledge, he has a history of rheumatic heart disease. Even if I performed the surgery myself, the success rate would be no more than 50%."

Actually, 50% was an overstatement; 20% would be impressive.

"You quack doctors don’t know shit!" Ye Tian retorted, "I’ll ask you just one question, what would you do if I cured Old Lai?"

Vice-President Wang, who had been practicing medicine for 30 years and had seen countless patients, wasn’t very skilled, but his experience was undeniable, or else he wouldn’t have been able to become a vice-president.

He knew all too well the seriousness of Lai Dongming’s condition - myocardial infarction compounded with rheumatic heart disease, a complicated case among complicated cases. Not to mention Ye Tian, a youngster, even specialists from the capital wouldn’t dare guarantee a success.

In such cases, the best outcome could usually only be a vegetative state.

"If you cure Old Lai, I will resign in front of the press, and you can take my place as vice-president," Vice-President Wang confidently continued, "But what if you fail to cure him, or even make matters worse, what then?"

"Fail to cure him? Just a heart condition, and you think I can’t handle it?" Ye Tian’s face was full of mockery, "If I can’t cure Old Lai, you’re free to kick my head around like a ball, how about that?"

"Fine, that’s a deal. The reporters are watching, so don’t you back out," Vice-President Wang said confidently. This kid, Ye Tian, was surely going to lose.

"Whoever backs out is my son!" Ye Tian thought to himself, if you back out, then you’re my son, and you’ll have to call me dad every time you see me. But if I back out, calling myself ’son’ is no big deal.

"You might as well start cleaning your head for it to be kicked around, heh, let’s see how you die this time," Ma Xu gloated.

Ye Tian’s brows furrowed as he exclaimed, "Scram!"

Startled, Ma Xu quickly hid behind Vice-President Wang.

"Big Brother Ye, I believe in you," the young nurse Wang Ying clenched her fist and cheered him on.

The treatment began in earnest. The room was filled with people, yet there was a silence that spoke to the intense and quiet atmosphere.

Everyone had their eyes wide open, waiting to see the final result.

Although the outcome was uncertain before the results were in, the reporters knew that with his vast experience, the Vice-President was almost sure to win. They had little faith in Ye Tian.

Ye Tian calmed his excited heart and approached Old Lai’s bedside once more. The once vigorous elder now lay peacefully on the hospital bed, appearing aged yet kind.

He lightly wiped his right hand over the cloth bag and pinched a Dragon-whisker Needle between his fingers. Without looking, Ye Tian flicked his fingers and with a hissing sound, the needle shot out, accurately hitting Old Lai’s Tan Zhong acupoint.

In this way, Ye Tian released six needles. When the last of the six Dragon-whisker Needles were out, the silver needles on Old Lai’s body went from 30 to 36.

Arranged according to the thirty-six heavenly gangs, the needles lined up on the elder’s body, seemingly clearing the blocked heart meridian. Old Lai, who had been unconscious for a long time, let out a faint groan.

"He made a noise!" The reporters were shocked.

Assistant Wei breathed a sigh of relief. Although Lai Luo hadn’t woken up yet, Ye Tian had made him vocalize, which meant the treatment was working, considerably easing her concern.

As Big Brother Ye’s treatment showed results, Wang Ying’s eyes lit up, more delighted than if she had saved someone herself.

Ma Xu was dumbfounded at the moment. This Ye Tian actually had some real skills: "Uncle Wang, what do we do now?"

Thinking that if Ye Tian really cured him, it wouldn’t be much of a problem for himself - just an apology would do. The youngster didn’t care about that. But Uncle Wang might have to resign; losing the vice-president position like that was unbearable.

Vice-President Wang frowned and said, "What’s the rush? Anyone with that many needles stuck in them would cry out!"

Though he said this, he couldn’t help but start to worry. If this guy was really feigning incompetence and ended up curing Old Lai, he would be utterly disgraced. There was also the immediate resignation, with the reporters looking on, making it impossible for him to go back on his word.

"Help me prop him up," Ye Tian instructed Assistant Wei.

Assistant Wei propped up Old Lai on the bed as Ye Tian took a deep breath and silently channeled the Inner Clan Mastery. His right palm rested against the old man’s abdomen and his left against his back, gradually applying pressure.

A warm surge of Inner Strength flowed gently from Ye Tian’s hands into Old Lai’s body. The unconscious elder felt so comfortable that he uttered another faint moan.

The sound was soft, but to the listeners, it was like a thunderclap on a clear day. Their gazes turned unanimously towards Vice-President Wang, whose face was an ashen blue.