C8 Rescue

Zhang Qiang was speechless by what Qin Chuan said. He wanted to argue with Qin Chuan, but he did not have the courage to perform the surgery. The scalpel with blood on it pointed at Zhang Qiang and closed his mouth for him.

"You are the father of the child, right?"

Qin Chuan saw him shut up and immediately turned his eyes to Wang Dachuan.

"I, I am. Please save my son." Wang Dachuan said hastily.

"Cut the crap. If you want your son to live, clean up all the people in the operating theater."

Qin Chuan pointed at the doctors around him with a scalpel, especially Zhang Qiang.

"Okay, then I will leave my son to you, but if anything happens to him, you can forget about living!"

Wang Dachuan gritted his teeth, grabbed Zhang Qiang, and threw him out of the operating theater.

"I don't need to do anything to the others, do I?" Wang Dachuan looked at the others coldly.

"Yes, yes, yes. We will leave now."

The doctors immediately scattered and ran out of the operating theater as if they were running for their lives. In fact, they all knew that if they stayed here, they might have to bear the responsibility.

"Why aren't you leaving yet?" Wang Dachuan pointed at the last nurse in the operating theater and said.

"She will stay and be my assistant."

Qin Chuan covered his eyes with Faang Wen and said in a deep voice.

"Okay, I will leave my son's life to you."

Wang Dachuan nodded heavily and closed the door of the operating theater. At the same time, he kept himself outside the door.

The operating room suddenly became quiet. Qin Chuan immediately started to save the poor boy.

"Qin Chuan, what do you want me to do?"

Faang Wen, who was standing by the side, saw that Qin Chuan was busy with his own business. She could not help but step forward and ask.

"Help me draw out the blood from his chest."

Qin Chuan pointed at his chest that had been cut open and said to Faang Wen.

"Good, good."

Faang Wen was a little panicky. Although she had entered the operating theater a few times, those were all experienced chief physicians who supported Qin Chuan. This was the first time Faang Wen had not been a doctor. She hurriedly drew the blood from the boy's chest. Faang Wen stood by the side and quietly waited for Qin Chuan's next move.

"Take this with you first."

Qin Chuan pulled out a medical mask from somewhere and handed it to Faang Wen.

"Okay."

Faang Wen took the mask and was about to put it on.

"No, I want you to wear your eyes." Qin Chuan reminded.

"Wear, wear your eyes?"

Faang Wen pointed at the face mask and said uncertainly.

The face mask did not cover her mouth to block her eyes. This was the first time she had heard of wearing it like this.

"Yes, I don't want others to know about the process of my treatment. If you insist on seeing it, then I can only give up on treating him."

Qin Chuan pointed at the child who was getting weaker and weaker on the hospital bed and said.

"You! Why are you so petty?" Faang Wen helplessly pursed her lips. Seeing Qin Chuan's firm gaze, she could only block the face mask in front of her eyes.

"How about this? You can save him now, right?" Faang Wen said unhappily.

"Turn around. If you dare to turn around, I will stop the treatment immediately." Qin Chuan pointed at the wall behind Faang Wen.

"Hmph, petty person!"

Faang Wen stuck out her tongue at Qin Chuan and had no choice but to give up the idea of peeking. She slowly turned around.

She probably could not see it anymore. Qin Chuan immediately took a deep breath. He circulated the Universal All-knowing Scripture in his body and gathered all the energy in his right index finger. It was not until the tip of the index finger was translucent that Qin Chuan reached his index finger into the boy's chest and gently pressed on the heart that almost no heartbeat could be seen.

As the energy in his body slowly flowed out, the damaged heart immediately reacted. The wound that was almost a centimeter long healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, the gurgling blood seemed to be blocked by an invisible film and no longer flowed out.

At the same time, outside the operating theater, Wang Dachuan, Zhang Qiang and the others looked anxiously at the tightly shut operating theater door. Especially Zhang Qiang. Hatred flashed across his eyes, and he wished that Qin Chuan could cure the child to death.

At this moment, Director Chen, the white-haired Prof. Faang, and a group of doctors from the hospital in the city center, walked over quickly. This Director Lee was none other than Lee Tianci, who had operated on Lu Xueqing.

"How's the situation inside? Who was the one operating inside?"

Director Chen saw Zhang Qiang standing outside anxiously and immediately asked curiously.

"Director, you are here!"

Zhang Qiang looked like he had seen his family. He dashed in front of Director Chen and pointed at the operating theater with a sad face.

"Director Wang's young master is being..."

"My baby!"

A sorrowful cry interrupted Zhang Qiang's words. Everyone looked over and saw a group of people rushing over from the other side of the corridor.

The person in the lead was a charming woman in her thirties. She was Wang Dachuan's current wife, Su Ru. Behind her were a few bodyguards in black suits.

Su Ru screamed and rushed into the operating room, but was pulled back by Wang Dachuan. "Little Treasure is in the emergency room. Don't disturb him."

Wang Dachuan hurriedly said to Su Ru.

"Ah? They were all saved?" Su Ru's expression changed drastically when she heard this. She immediately slapped Wang Dachuan's face.