"This..." The nurse's eyes widened.
The line had flattened—didn't that mean Old Jiang had no heartbeat? He was... dead.
Li Fang had been worrying that Lin Xuan might succeed in the surgery. Hearing the steady beeping sound, his eyes lit up.
He rushed over and checked Old Jiang's breathing.
Just as he expected—Old Jiang wasn’t breathing!
And his heartbeat was gone too!
He was dead!
Li Fang wouldn’t have to leave the medical field, and he’d still get Tianmu Group!
Pointing at Old Jiang, Li Fang feigned outrage, "Lin Xuan, look what you’ve done!"
"Old Jiang is dead!"
"You don’t even know medicine, yet you insisted on playing the hero, claiming you could save him! And now? You’ve killed him!"
The nurse said nervously, "I’ll get the defibrillator."
Lin Xuan replied calmly, "No need."
"Lin Xuan, oh Lin Xuan," Li Fang sneered. "Seems like you’ve given up. Fine, come out with me and apologize properly to Miss Jiang and Second Miss Jiang. Maybe they’ll forgive you."
Lin Xuan glanced at him. "Dr. Li, this is a necessary step in my procedure—a critical one. Three minutes of suspended animation. My surgery hasn’t failed."
Li Fang burst into laughter as if he’d heard the biggest joke.
"Suspended animation?!"
"Lin Xuan, do you even realize no doctor has ever brought a patient back after three minutes without a heartbeat or breath?"
Li Fang assumed Lin Xuan was just bluffing, too scared to face the consequences, so he’d made up this "three-minute death" excuse to buy time.
"Is that so?" Lin Xuan smirked. "Then I’ll be the first."
"Tch. Fine, let’s see how long you keep up the act. Lin Xuan, you’d better pray Old Jiang wakes up in three minutes."
Li Fang couldn’t wait to leave the operating room.
Outside, Jiang Manting, Jiang Yutong, the Hospital Director, and a group of top medical experts had been staring at the live feed from the operating room.
When they saw the flatline on the ECG, the sisters’ faces turned ghostly pale.
The Hospital Director and the experts also looked disappointed.
They’d really thought Lin Xuan could save Old Jiang. Guess they were wrong.
Soon, they heard Lin Xuan and Li Fang’s exchange.
The Hospital Director frowned.
Why did Li Fang’s voice sound almost... gleeful?
As if he was thrilled Old Jiang had died.
"This is a necessary step in my procedure—a critical one. Three minutes of suspended animation."
Lin Xuan’s voice came through the speakers.
The Hospital Director’s frown deepened.
Bringing Old Jiang back after three minutes of clinical death? Impossible!
But Jiang Yutong’s lifeless eyes suddenly sparked with hope.
"Sis, did you hear Lin Xuan? Grandpa’s just in suspended animation! He’s fine!"
Jiang Manting also relaxed slightly.
Three minutes of death sounded unbelievable, yet she inexplicably trusted Lin Xuan.
Li Fang stepped out of the operating room.
With a grave expression, he said, "Miss Jiang, Second Miss Jiang... you should prepare for Old Jiang’s funeral arrangements."
Jiang Yutong scowled. "Dr. Li, are you cursing my grandfather?"
Li Fang quickly denied it. "Second Miss Jiang, I didn’t mean it like that. But Old Jiang’s heart and breathing have stopped. There’s no coming back from that."
"Lin Xuan said it’s just three minutes of suspended animation!" Jiang Yutong snapped.
She’d disliked Li Fang for a while now—always targeting Lin Xuan.
If not for the hospital setting and her need to maintain decorum, she’d have punched him already.
Li Fang checked his phone. "One minute left, Second Miss Jiang. You’ll soon see Lin Xuan for the fraud he is."
Jiang Yutong scoffed.
A fraud? Unlikely.
When Lin Xuan first claimed his skincare products had miraculous effects, she’d doubted him too.
But in the end, he’d underpromised and overdelivered.
Lin Xuan was the kind of person who turned the impossible into miracles.
If he said he could save Grandpa, he would.
Li Fang glared coldly at the operating room.
Lin Xuan’s brainwashing skills were impressive—Jiang Yutong trusted him so blindly.
But soon, she’d see the truth.
Now, he just had to wait for the show.
Arms crossed, he watched.
Inside the operating room, Lin Xuan counted down.
"Five."
"Four."
"Three."
...
The nurse beside him looked utterly confused.
What was Mr. Lin doing?
"Two."
"One."
As he said "one," the flatlined ECG suddenly jumped back to life.
The nurse’s eyes nearly popped out.
"Look! The patient’s heartbeat is back!" she shouted, unable to contain her excitement.
She immediately checked Old Jiang’s breathing.
"He’s breathing again!" Her voice trembled with awe.
A miracle.
This is nothing short of a medical miracle!
And she got to witness it with her own eyes!
The person watching the surveillance footage on the computer was equally stunned.
He... he really recovered!
"Sis, I told you—Lin Xuan wouldn’t lie to us," Jiang Yutong exclaimed excitedly.
"Your intuition was right, Tong’er," Jiang Manting replied, her face alight with joy.
Though she had trusted Lin Xuan, a part of her still held doubts. After all, every top medical expert in this field had already declared Old Jiang’s condition hopeless.
How could anyone pull him back from the brink of death, let alone cure him completely?
Yet against all odds, Lin Xuan had achieved this medical impossibility.
"Incredible... absolutely incredible," the Hospital Director murmured in awe.
"A true genius!"
He couldn’t wait to see the results once the surgery was fully completed.
Meanwhile, Li Fang stood to the side, shaking his head in disbelief. "His heartbeat and breathing... restored? No, that’s impossible!"
"This defies all medical logic. There’s no way Lin Xuan could’ve done it!"
He must have used some trick.
No—this couldn’t stand.
Li Fang had to expose him!
As Li Fang tried to storm into the operating room, Jiang Yutong swiftly blocked his path.
"What do you think you’re doing?" she demanded coldly.
"I just want to see the truth for myself," Li Fang retorted. "Who knows what tricks Lin Xuan might be using to deceive everyone?"
Thank you to Shi Wangyi, Zhua Buzhu Yishi de Feng, and other dear friends for your gifts.
See you tomorrow at noon!
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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!
pression Bureau] Transported to a fantasy world overrun by demons and monsters, Gu Qingfeng becomes a jailer in the Demon Suppression Prison of the Great Yan Dynasty's Demon Suppression Bureau. From this point on, bizarre cases frequently occur in the Demon Suppression Prison, once known as hell on earth and infamous for its gloomy, terrifying atmosphere! Why do the demons and monsters in the prison wail miserably every night? Why has the corpse demon, capable of transforming into various beauties, donned black stockings and switched careers to become a foot massage therapist? Why has the eye demon, expert in soul-snatching and illusions, turned into a VR headset? Why is the fox spirit performing otaku dances? Are all these occurrences a twisted expression of demonic nature, or a descent into moral depravity? After peeling away layer upon layer of mystery, all clues ultimately point to a jailer named Gu Qingfeng. Gu Qingfeng: "Hehehe... My dear demons and monsters, whose card shall we flip today?"
