Suspended Animation

"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!

Uu.