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Chapter 180: More Punctual Than a Routine Check-in

    <h4>Chapter 180: More Punctual Than a Routine Check-in</h4><h4><strong>Editor: </strong>Dragon Boat Trantion </h4>


    "Is it you?"


    The doctor red at Nan Yan with visible anger.


    The nurse had informed him that it was a young girl.


    Perhaps she was a newly minted medical student, unaware of her own limitations. She had audaciously imed that there was no need for ster casts and that these patients could recover within a month.


    He had practiced medicine for over twenty years, tending to thousands of fractured bones, but he had never heard ofplete bone healing in just one month.


    "It’s me," Nan Yan responded calmly, her tone courteous. "I’d like to request your assistance. If anything goes wrong, I’ll take responsibility."


    For her alone, removing these ster casts would waste a lot of time.


    The doctor angrily questioned, "How will you take responsibility? If they end up disabled, can you shoulder the responsibility for their future?"


    Nan Yan exined, "I am confident that I can facilitate a faster recovery for them. They will be fine. Even if something does happen, it won’t be the hospital’s responsibility."


    "If you insist on doing this, then please leave the hospital. You can do as you wish, but as long as they are here, I must take responsibility for my patients. I cannot allow you to act recklessly."


    The doctor had strong principles and remained unswayed.


    "Youngdy, don’t think that learning a bit about medicine makes you the reincarnation of a great healer. Matters of life and death require utmost caution. Don’t make grandiose ims lightly."


    Nan Yan sighed internally. Indeed, her current age was a disadvantage. Even if she told the truth, nobody would believe her. An Xiran, Little K, and the others trusted her unconditionally, but the doctor’s disbelief would cause her trouble.


    With no other choice, Nan Yan called Tao Qingming.


    "Nan Yan, you are quite a busy person. Howe you have time to contact me?"


    As soon as he answered the call, Tao Qingming’s cheerfulughter echoed through.


    After exchanging a few pleasantries, Nan Yan got straight to the point. "Elder Tao, I need to trouble you with something."


    "What’s the matter? Nan Yan, please go ahead!" Tao Qingming appeared very loyal.


    "I’m at the First Central Hospital in T City, and I would like to take over the treatment of several patients. However, the attending doctor doubts my medical skills. I hope you can vouch for me."


    "Oh, I see. Sure thing, pass the phone to him, and I’ll have a word with him."


    The doctor, having overheard Nan Yan’s conversation with Tao Qingming, though not fullyprehending, took the phone and held it to his ear. As he heard Tao Qingming introduce himself, his expression immediately changed.


    Even through the phone line, his attitude became remarkably respectful and his tone filled with excitement. A few minutester, he humbly stated, "Alright, rest assured, Miss Nan. I will do my best to cooperate."


    Afterward, he handed the phone back to Nan Yan, apologizing, "Miss Nan, I’m truly sorry for my earlier rudeness."


    Nan Yan maintained a calm expression and replied, "It’s no problem; you’re also responsible for the patients. Now, I’ll need your assistance."


    Watching thisplete reversal of the situation, An Xiran, Little K, and the others couldn’t help but wonder who Nan Yan had called to have such a profound impact. With just one phone call, the previously authoritative doctor had transformed into apletely different person.


    However, now was not the time to inquire about this.


    Nan Yan needed to prepare medication for Little K and the others.


    The doctor called in several nurses to help remove the ster casts from Little K and the rest of the patients, while he personally apanied Nan Yan to the Traditional Chinese Medicine room.


    After the casts were removed and the treated areas cleaned, it took nearly an hour for Nan Yan and the doctor to return. In Nan Yan’s hands were severalrge jars of medicine.


    "Apply a thickyer of this ointment to their injuries, and after that, wrap it with gauze," she instructed.


    The nurses quickly applied the ointment to Little K and the others. The pharmaceutical equipment in this facility was well-equipped and fully automated, significantly reducing the time required to produce the ointment.


    If Nan Yan had done it all by herself manually, it would have taken her more than ten hours toplete.


    Once the ointment had been applied, the patients noticed something remarkable:


    "These ointments, once applied, make my broken bone areas feel somewhat cool, and the pain isn’t as severe!"


    "I thought it was just my imagination, but do you all feel the pain has reduced?"


    "Yes, I feel less pain too, it’s a bit like an ice pack!"


    "It’s incredible! I believe that Sister Nan Yan can definitely help us recover to our original state!"


    "..."


    "..."


    The injured individuals, once filled with pain and worry about their futures, now began to have hope.


    Seeing this, An Xiran felt a sense of relief in his heart, but at the same time, a hint of darkness crossed his eyes.


    He called Nan Yan to leave the hospital room, and outside, he said, "Yanyan, we have no choice but to withdraw from thepetition this time."


    All of their yers were injured.


    During the dinner outing, not only the yers who participated in the match were present, but also the substitute yers and staff.


    In total, there were nearly a dozen people.


    They were all now lying in the hospital.


    The match required five people to be on the field.


    Additionally, An Xiran was serving a suspension.


    So, only Nan Yan herself remained, and there was no way for her to continue participating in thepetition.


    "As long as I’m here, we won’t withdraw from thispetition. The championship can only belong to AEG."


    Nan Yan’s tone was calm as she raised her gaze to look at An Xiran. She said, "I’ll handle the matter of the participants. You take care of them here, and I’ll go out to handle something."


    An Xiran understood the implication in her words and quickly intervened, saying, "Yanyan, please don’t act recklessly. You’re just one girl, and they outnumber you."


    "Fourth Brother, don’t worry, I’ll be fine."


    Nan Yan patted his shoulder reassuringly and walked away from him.


    An Xiran thought about going after her but heard Little K calling him from the hospital room.


    He considered Nan Yan’s formidable skills and realized that even if he tried to follow her, he might not find her.


    Knowing she would return on her own, he stopped in his tracks and turned back to the hospital room.


    #


    Nan Yan’s expression remained indifferent, with a hint of coldness in her eyes. Her hands rapidly tapped on the keyboard, quickly essing the surveince footage from the restaurant.


    The appearance of those people waspletely recorded. Afterward, she began tracking their current whereabouts.


    About fifteen minutester, she pinpointed their location. She closed her notebook and headed out to settle the score.


    Before entering the elevator, her phone rang once again. It was now 10 PM, and it was someone’s nightly call.


    "Yanyan, are you asleep?" The voice on the other end was deep and pleasant, transmitted through the receiver.


    Even though they were only separated for a few days and couldn’t meet in person, this man called her every day, more punctual than a routine check-in.


    As Nan Yan entered the elevator and pressed the button for her floor, she answered honestly, "Not yet, I’m busy."


    Qin Lu poured a ss of water and sat down at the edge of the bed.


    "Hmm? What are you busy with?"
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