Chapter 75: Chapter 69: Doctor: You Used Metaphysics to Shatter My Expertise?

Ma Baoguo looked at Ning An and said slowly:

“Daoist Ning, stop joking.”

Inviting Ning An over was nothing more than hoping to add a glimmer of hope.

In Ma Baoguo’s mind, these authoritative doctors were naturally where his hopes lay.

Facing everyone’s accusations, ridicule, and disdainful looks, Ning An smiled slightly at Ma Baoguo:

“Please rest assured, Leader, just trust the Daoist. Am I the kind of person who speaks empty words?”

“…”

Ma Baoguo didn’t speak and remained silent.

It wasn’t just Ma Baoguo; everyone’s eyes were filled with a strong sense of distrust.

What kind of good person wouldn’t trust a doctor to treat a disease, but instead trust a Daoist?

In this scenario, An Xiaofu’s voice was like a cuckoo, quietly sobbing.

Ha, a woman unexposed to the world!

Ning An no longer hesitated and directly picked up the bowl of medicinal soup on the table: “Dear everyone, could someone please kindly help heat up this bowl of medicinal soup?”

Everyone present turned their gaze towards Ma Baoguo. Seeing Ning An’s earnest and sincere look, Ma Baoguo helplessly nodded and said:

“Could the head nurse please heat up this bowl of medicinal soup?”

The reason Ning An was confident was nothing more than a small hint from the system, not worth mentioning.

But this action appeared frivolous in the eyes of others.

“Little Daoist, though you might be an expert in ghost-catching and drawing talismans, aren’t you overly confident in the field of medicine?”

Another bald middle-aged doctor couldn’t suppress his thoughts. In his view, Ning An was completely indulging in supernatural tricks, mocking immediately:

“Elder An’s condition can’t be alleviated even slightly by Western medicine with high hormone integration. Do you think you can cure it with just any traditional medicinal soup?”

Ning An remained indifferent, merely pointing to the table and saying with a smile:

“I suppose the medicines on the table are part of your record, right?”

“Mm-hmm.”

The doctor coldly snorted in response.

“That’s right, compared to those cold machine tubes and data, I believe this traditional medicine might have unexpected effects.”

Seeing Ning An smiling brightly, the doctor became angry.

Wrecking the place!

It’s blatant wrecking the place!

He immediately rebuked: “Do you think we didn’t try this medicinal soup for Elder An? Do you really think we’re like those online sayings that scorn traditional medicine? Ridiculous!”

Ning An remained calm, speaking unhurriedly: “We’ll see if it works or not.”

As they spoke, the medicinal soup had been heated up, and the head nurse carefully brought it in.

Ning An kept an eye out, glanced again, and saw the golden light was still there.

When the head nurse entered, Ning An intended to help, but after walking two steps, he realized he was unnecessary.

Seeing the doctors and nurses looking at him with puzzlement and disdainful eyes, Ning An obediently walked out.

Compared to him, who relied on the system, the medical staff on-site were clearly more professional.

The scene was once again controlled by the busy medical staff, even Ma Baoguo had to obediently wait on the other side of the hallway.

Seeing An Xiaofu still teary-eyed, Ma Baoguo forced himself to perk up and comforted her:

“Don’t worry, the old man will have the blessing of heaven, and even the miraculous Little Daoist has come; he’ll be fine.”

Actually, regarding Ning An’s approach, Ma Baoguo had no confidence in his heart.

It’s fortunate that he chose an option that these doctors considered a backup, allowing everyone to barely accept it.

If Ning An had performed a ritual on-site, speaking of exorcising evil, he wouldn’t have needed to take action; the medical staff present would have directly dealt with him.

Looking at the hospital, which seemed out of place with him, as the sky grew darker, Ning An

Since remaining here was unnecessary, Ning An, seeing it was getting late, sought permission from Ma Baoguo to leave.

At this moment, Ma Baoguo’s attention was almost entirely focused on the ward.

Seeing Elder An’s life approaching its final countdown and the doctors present were helpless, even in the end, it was an outsider Daoist choosing an unreliable therapy…

Though he felt Ning An’s approach was hasty and reckless, he still tried to appear gentle, stood up, shook hands with Ning An, and expressed gratefulness: “Thank you, for your trouble.”

No extra words, everything was unspoken.

After instructing the driver a couple of times, Ning An left with the driver.

For Ma Baoguo, Ning An truly admired him from the bottom of his heart.

Such a high official yet able to act for the ideals of his country to such an extent, even bringing over a Daoist considered unreliable by ordinary people despite worldly views, even for a faint hope…

Before leaving the building, Ning An turned back and saw the sunset shine on Ma Baoguo, whose previously upright figure now appeared slightly hunched.

“Rest assured, for those whom the system has commanded, even if Yama dares to take, I’ll cause a ruckus and bring them back with Foster Father.”

Ning An’s voice was almost inaudible, carried away by the wind.

Standing in the hall, Ma Baoguo clearly didn’t hear, his expression indescribably desolate, as if burdened by a heavy sludge.

…

And so, from sunset to dawn the next day.

Ma Baoguo barely rested, just waiting, desperately needing good news.

Feeling slightly tired from standing, he gently twisted his waist, looked up at the round moon in the sky, and inexplicable sorrow welled up in his heart.

Previously, Dragon Country was impoverished, relying entirely on Elder An’s selfless devotion to the nation to have the courage to confront the enemy.

But now, the situation in Dragon Country is improving day by day. Though there are some setbacks, life is getting better, and Elder An is supposed to enjoy his life, but it seems… there will be no future.

Unconsciously, tears welled up in Ma Baoguo’s eyes but he continued to comfort An Xiaofu.

In a soft voice, he said to An Xiaofu, “Xiaofu, you haven’t slept for almost a day, go get some rest. I’ll be here, and when you wake up tomorrow, you’ll surely hear good news.”

An Xiaofu stubbornly shook her head, desperately avoided showing her red eyes, and revealed a smile more miserable than crying, saying:

“Uncle Ma, I know, there’s no way my grandfather… can be cured, late-stage cancer, no medicine can help, my grandfather might not… endure much longer.”

“These doctors are full of nonsense!”

Ma Baoguo initially pretended to be angry, then sighed, losing his leader’s demeanor, tears fell immediately:

“If it were possible, I wish it was me lying on that bed. As Elder An’s student back then, I received so much benefit from him, now I’m helpless for my mentor. Let all diseases come to me instead, why trouble a man dedicated to the country and the people…”

The more he spoke, the more agitated he became, eventually causing some breathlessness, just pounding the wall in sorrow.

Right at this moment.

In Elder An’s ward, a nurse rushed out, her urgent voice breaking the silence here:

“Leader, Elder An… Elder An… has experienced a miracle!”

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