Haihua City Central Hospital was the best hospital in Haihua City. When Ye Fengwu rushed to the emergency room corridor that night, the first thing he saw was Qin Qinghan sitting restlessly outside the emergency room door.
Yang Shuxi held Qin Qinghan's hand, trying to comfort her, but her eyes were also full of deep concern.
"Qinghan..."
Ye Fengwu called out and quickly walked over.
Qin Qinghan turned to look at Ye Fengwu, her eyes filled with tear stains once again brimmed with tears. She threw herself into Ye Fengwu's arms like a helpless child, sobbing, "I'm so worried, I can't be without Jing Si, I can't be without her."
Ye Fengwu gently wiped away the tears from the corners of Qin Qinghan's eyes, softly said, "What exactly happened to Jing Si?"
Ye Fengwu had been worried that Jing Si's Spirit World ghost seal would suddenly flare up. The last thing he wanted was to hear about the Spirit World ghost seal from Qin Qinghan.
Qin Qinghan sobbed, "We...we were buying clothes for Jing Si, but she...she suddenly fainted. Her whole body was frighteningly icy cold, and even her heartbeat was almost gone."
Ye Fengwu's face instantly darkened, filled with deep self-blame. If it weren't for his physique being passed down to Jing Si, she wouldn't have to go through such hardship.
Qin Qinghan went on, "The doctor said...Jing Si has a rare blood cold disease."
At these words, Ye Fengwu's face instantly filled with anger. He scolded Qin Qinghan, "Nonsense! Don't you know Jing Si's condition? Where did this blood cold disease come from?"
Facing Ye Fengwu's sudden scolding, Qin Qinghan's body also shuddered. Her face even turned somewhat pale, not daring to speak anymore.
Seeing this, Ye Fengwu realized he was too impatient. He put his arms around Qin Qinghan and gently said, "It's alright, it's alright. I'm here."
Just then, the emergency room door opened, and an elderly doctor walked out. He immediately asked Ye Fengwu and the others, "Are you family?"
Qin Qinghan hurried over, her face full of urgency, "I'm the child's mother. How is my daughter?"
The doctor said indifferently, "It can be confirmed as blood cold disease. Go get admission procedures done."
Hearing this, Qin Qinghan looked at Ye Fengwu, then asked the doctor, "Are you really sure? Could it not be another illness?"
The doctor's face suddenly turned impatient. He snorted, "Are you the doctor or am I the doctor? Hurry up and get the admission procedures done. The patient is in critical condition now and could go into cardiac arrest at any time."
Hearing this, Qin Qinghan's face instantly turned deathly pale. Her whole body collapsed backward.
Ye Fengwu quickly caught Qin Qinghan in his arms. He coldly snorted at the doctor, "My daughter does not have blood cold disease. I'm taking her away from here."
As he spoke, Ye Fengwu supported Qin Qinghan as they walked into the emergency room. With just one glance, he saw the petite figure lying on the emergency bed, and Ye Fengwu felt his heart twisted like a knife.
Just then, the doctor was anxious. He blocked Ye Fengwu and Qin Qinghan, yelling, "What are you doing? This is a hospital. Who will be responsible if something happens to the patient?"
Ye Fengwu coldly snorted, "You can't even confirm what her illness is, yet you talk about responsibility? If something happens to my daughter, I'll have your life."
As he spoke, Ye Fengwu pushed the doctor aside and rushed to the emergency room bed. He could already feel the aura of death on Jing Si, that death aura was rapidly devouring her life force.
Every minute that passed, her condition became more dangerous. This kind of supernatural thing simply could not be cured by modern medical technology.
The doctor was pushed stumbling by Ye Fengwu. He pointed at Ye Fengwu and scolded, "If anything happens to the patient, our hospital will not be responsible!"
Ye Fengwu completely ignored the doctor's words. Qin Qinghan also placed all her hopes on Ye Fengwu, so she stood to the side at a loss.
At this time, Ye Fengwu had already picked up Jing Si. He found Jing Si's whole body icy cold, with barely a heartbeat every ten to fifteen seconds.
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly, a young female doctor, about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, very beautiful, walked into the emergency room. She said to Ye Fengwu, "Are you the patient's family member? Why are you so impulsive?"
Ye Fengwu held Jing Si in his arms and coldly snorted, "Impulsive? Should I hand my daughter over to a hospital that can't even diagnose what her illness is?"
Hearing this, the female doctor frowned. She used a stethoscope she carried with her to examine Jing Si's body in several places, then looked at the other doctor and asked, "Old Mo, what did you diagnose her with?"
At this, Old Mo righteously said, "Chief Ma, this child clearly has blood cold disease. She'll be in constant danger without hospitalization and treatment."
"Nonsense!" the female doctor scolded. She then said, "Although the patient's condition is similar to blood cold disease, it is clearly different symptoms. You made a rash conclusion. Misdiagnosis could delay the child's treatment. How can you call yourself a doctor?"
Hearing the female doctor's scolding, Old Mo's face instantly turned awkward and ashamed beyond words. He had worked at this hospital for over ten years but still hadn't made it to chief physician.
This young girl had only been at the hospital for three years, yet made it to chief physician. Although resentful, Old Mo knew this girl's medical skills were outstanding.
The female doctor was named Ma Zhilan. She had studied at the top medical and technological institutes in the West. She could have taken a better paying job in a Western country, but chose to return home instead. She wanted to use what she learned to treat more of her countrymen.
Ma Zhilan apologetically said to Ye Fengwu and Qin Qinghan, "I'm sorry, it was our oversight. But taking your child away now could put her in greater danger."
Ma Zhilan's words did little to improve Ye Fengwu's expression. He coldly snorted again, "Let me pass. You can't save her."
As he spoke, Ye Fengwu pushed Ma Zhilan aside and walked toward the emergency room exit.
Ma Zhilan was anxious. She blocked Ye Fengwu again and advised, "I can't diagnose the child's illness yet, but her condition is very dangerous. Randomly transferring hospitals now makes her situation unpredictable en route."
Ye Fengwu wasn't planning to transfer hospitals at all, but to take Jing Si back home, because he didn't believe in the hospital's medical skills.
Qin Qinghan seemed persuaded by the doctor's words. She gently advised Ye Fengwu, "The doctor is right. We...we should let Jing Si stay hospitalized first."
Ma Zhilan went on, "Trust me. Although I can't diagnose her illness, I can temporarily alleviate her symptoms. Afterwards, we'll have a consultation to figure out exactly what she has."
Ma Zhilan wasn't insisting for the hospital's business. She was a doctor. From the moment she put on a white coat, she had sworn to never give up on a life.
And the child before her was clearly in exceptional danger. Once away from the hospital, she could lose her life at any time.
Ye Fengwu's brows were furrowed tight. Although intent on taking Jing Si away, he also lacked confidence. If this female doctor really could alleviate Jing Si's symptoms, it would buy him time to think of something else.
So Ye Fengwu looked at the female doctor and asked solemnly, "You really have a way to temporarily alleviate her symptoms?"
Ma Zhilan wasn't completely certain, but still nodded and said, "I've never seen symptoms like this before, not even in the most difficult case studies I've read.
"But I'm fifty percent confident I can alleviate her symptoms."
Ma Zhilan didn't make bold claims like the other doctor. But fifty percent confidence was better than no plan at all.
Finally Ye Fengwu nodded, placing Jing Si's petite icy body back on the emergency bed.
Ma Zhilan and the other doctor quickly brought equipment over. Soon, Jing Si's body was covered in monitors and wires.
Beep~
Beep~
Jing Si's heartbeat was still extremely slow, only beating once every fifteen seconds.
Beside him, Qin Qinghan was incredibly tense. She leaned tightly against Ye Fengwu's broad shoulders. At this moment, the only one who could make her feel safe was Ye Fengwu.
Ma Zhilan's expression was extremely solemn as she stared at the image on the instrument panel. She then frowned and said, "The child's body temperature is rapidly dropping and she's developed anemia. If we give her a blood transfusion, it may temporarily alleviate these symptoms."
After speaking, Ma Zhilan looked towards Ye Fengwu and Qin Qinghan.
Upon hearing this, Qin Qinghan's entire body shuddered violently. A blood transfusion.
At this moment, Qin Qinghan seemed somewhat hopeless. No one knew why Qin Qinghan would feel hopeless when she heard that a blood transfusion was needed.
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
