"I'm sorry it has come to this." After speaking, Ling Zhenfei's figure blurred, and he moved like a shadow making a round through the hall, sealing the acupoints of everyone in the room to prevent any disturbances during the treatment, not sparing anyone.

Even Han Yunfeng and Zhang Qin were not spared, and suddenly, the entire entrance of the intensive care unit fell into silence, utterly quiet.

"I apologize, but for Han Lian's sake, you'll all have to bear with this inconvenience for a while."

After saying this, Ling Zhenfei ignored everyone, pushed Han Lian's stretcher to a corner, and began her emergency treatment.

Everyone watched Ling Zhenfei in a daze, only able to watch from a distance, and some even had their backs to Ling Zhenfei, unable to see clearly what he was doing.

First, Ling Zhenfei took out a Nine Revolutions Resurrection Elixir and used the Northern Spiritual Energy to help Han Lian swallow it, then activated the elixir to disperse its medicinal power to various organs.

He then took out his Silver Needles and with utmost speed began to insert needles into the vital organ positions of Han Lian, first locking down the vital energy of the organs.

The efficacy of the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Elixir was to ensure that the vital energy did not fade. Han Lian had been injured before the incident, and she must have taken the elixir afterward; otherwise, she surely would have been dead.

Ling Zhenfei had already examined Han Lian's injuries; her worst injury came from being hit by a powerful burst of Northern Spiritual Energy, leading to severe damage to her internal organs. Fortunately, the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Elixir had preserved a trace of vital energy in her organs, which had kept her alive all this time.

Even though the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Elixir was a Spiritual Medicine, it could not preserve the vital energy indefinitely. By his calculations, today was supposed to be Han Lian's last day, and that's why Ling Zhenfei was so urgent.

When Ling Zhenfei felt Han Lian's pulse, her vital energy was already extremely weak. Any further delay would have left no hope at all.

The Silver Needles, infused with powerful Northern Spiritual Energy, nourished Han Lian's damaged vital channels; after the elixir was ingested and stimulated by the Northern Spiritual Energy, the vital energy became slightly stronger.

Ling Zhenfei still had one critical task to perform: to stimulate the heart to start working again. This was easier said than done, and actually doing it was difficult.

He first gently used the Silver Needles to stimulate the vital channels around Han Lian's heart, forming a grid of Northern Spiritual Energy above the heart to envelop it.

He then used his very powerful Northern Spiritual Energy to mimic the heart's beating, tightening and relaxing, using the heartbeats to drive the flow of blood throughout the body.

This was extremely draining on his Northern Spiritual Energy, but to save Han Lian, what did it matter how much energy was consumed? As time slowly passed, Han Lian's blood was eventually driven by the heart.

Once the blood flow throughout the body stabilized, Han Lian's heart finally began to beat slowly on its own.

It was only a slow beat, and due to her severe injuries, Han Lian showed no signs of waking.

Ling Zhenfei knew that fully healing Han Lian wouldn't be simple; his priority was to ensure she stayed alive.

As time slowly passed, more and more people realized what was happening outside the intensive care unit.

A group of people stood there unaware, only able to move their eyes, which inevitably sparked curiosity; many even thought it was a performance art.

"What's going on here, what happened?" At that moment, An came back. Ling Zhenfei had finished his business and walked over to him.

Ling Zhenfei briefly explained the situation to An, and An nodded, "You did the right thing. How is Han Lian now?"

Ling Zhenfei helplessly replied, "She won't die for now, but to fully save her, I still need to think of a way."

"Let's release these people first."

Ling Zhenfei walked over, his figure swaying as he unlocked the acupoints of everyone around, who almost simultaneously regained their ability to move.

"What did you just do to us?" shouted the doctors, furiously trying to rush at Ling Zhenfei but their legs were numb and weak from standing too long and poor blood circulation, preventing them from moving forward.

"I truly apologize, I did what I did out of a desperate need to save someone. Now, Han Lian has been saved by me."

Ling Zhenfei said to everyone around, feeling very embarrassed.

"What do you mean 'saved'? Stop bluffing." Everyone was moved and staggered toward the bed where Han Lian lay.

Upon returning to Han Lian's side, some doctors checked her breath, others her pulse, each revealing a shocked expression during the examination.

Of course, the most excited were Han Yunfeng and Zhang Qin. Although their daughter was still lying with her eyes tightly shut without any movement, just being told she wasn't dead was enough for them.

"How is this possible, how is this possible? Just a moment ago, she was clearly beyond help."

"This is unreal, this kid must be using sorcery."

"No, it's sleight of hand."

The doctors still couldn't believe what had just happened before their eyes, and most of all, it was quite a slap in the face, a great insult to them as medical professionals.

"You people really are more trouble than you're worth. Do you even know who this person is? He is none other than Miracle Doctor Ling Zhenfei. You are lucky to have met him today, and fortunate not to have committed a fatal error in judgment."

Guo Qing'an, with a hint of anger in his heart, scolded those doctors. Had Han Lian indeed died due to their obstruction, Guo Qing'an would certainly not have forgiven them.

"What, he is Miracle Doctor Ling Zhenfei?"

Although many people didn't know what Ling Zhenfei looked like, as doctors, they were aware of his existence and had heard many stories about him.

Hearing that this was Ling Zhenfei, they were all extremely shocked; they had never expected Divine Doctor Ling to actually appear beside them.

"You are Miracle Doctor Ling Zhenfei?" the doctors asked in shock.

Ling Zhenfei smiled and said, "Yes, I am Ling Zhenfei."

"Ah, Divine Doctor Ling, why didn't you say so earlier? We thought you were just some scam artist causing trouble."

The doctors looked incredibly embarrassed; now that Ling Zhenfei was right beside them, they recalled how unpleasant their previous encounters had been while trying to save Han Lian, and it was quite embarrassing for them now.

"I hope you take this incident as a lesson. In fact, the definition of death in modern medicine is still highly debated, which is why our ancestors in ancient China would keep the body for three days."

Obviously, Ling Zhenfei was not going to hold a grudge against these doctors; their practice of medicine was different from his, relying on machines to determine death. But to anyone looking at Han Lian just a moment before, she would have seemed undoubtedly dead.

"Definitely, Dr. Ling, we will take heed and ensure such an incident never occurs again."

The doctors surrounded Ling Zhenfei with looks of admiration, while the female nurses gazed at him starry-eyed, almost spellbound.

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