The doctor scoffed, looking at Zhang Yang as if he were an idiot. The look stirred a spark of anger in Zhang Yang’s gut.

Back in his previous life, no doctor in the hospital had dared to speak to him that way. Even the director had always treated him with utmost courtesy, often seeking his opinion on difficult cases. He had never endured such treatment.

Zhang Yang had only recently transmigrated and hadn't fully adapted to his current identity.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang was a rational man. He understood he was no longer the former Vice President and Professor of Chinese Medicine; here, he was just a student without even a physician’s qualification certificate.

Suppressing his temper, Zhang Yang said calmly, "Acupressure at Hegu point can certainly sustain a pregnancy. The fact that mother and child are safe now is the best proof!"

"You!"

Zhang Yang’s retort momentarily stunned the doctor. He hadn't expected this barely-matured young man to dare argue back against his skepticism.

Boss Zhou, snapping out of his surprise, quickly interjected, "Doctor, it’s good that mother and child are safe. Zhang Yang was only trying to help us out of kindness!"

The doctor glared fiercely at Boss Zhou and said sharply, "Kindness can still cause harm! Do you have any idea how dangerous that was? That acupoint cannot be manipulated casually; they might not have even made it to the hospital!"

Hearing this, Boss Zhou froze again. He was a man of little conviction, usually sticking to kitchen work. Otherwise, Mrs. Zhou wouldn't still be working with her due date fast approaching.

"Dr. Liu, what’s going on!"

The doctor’s voice was loud, and two more physicians emerged from the office. These doctors had been discussing the follow-up treatment for the girl on the stretcher; helping Mrs. Zhou earlier had been purely incidental for them.

The first doctor out, Liu Chaoqiang, seeing his two colleagues, shook his head slightly. "Nothing, the person who needled the pregnant woman at Hegu point is right here. I said a word to him, and he’s still unconvinced!"

"Needled Hegu point?"

Both doctors frowned simultaneously. They vividly remembered the pregnant woman whose Hegu point had been needled. They had worried for quite some time after learning that someone had pierced Mrs. Zhou's Hegu point with an embroidery needle.

The two doctors began sizing up Zhang Yang.

Dr. Liu hadn't specified which person did it, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Yang, looking as if he wanted to devour him. Naturally, the other two immediately identified Zhang Yang.

"You’re a student, aren’t you?" one of the doctors asked softly after a brief appraisal.

Zhang Yang nodded. This doctor’s tone was relatively mild, unlike the first Dr. Liu, who looked down on him and seemed ready to lecture.

The doctor continued, "Studying medicine?"

Zhang Yang nodded again. He was currently a student at Changjing University School of Medicine. While he wasn't studying Traditional Chinese Medicine, studying medicine was a certainty.

"Applying what you learn is good, but one must not be careless. The most important thing for a doctor is to save lives and heal the wounded, but every medical procedure carries the risk of the opposite outcome, especially with acute illnesses—caution is paramount!"

The doctor spoke slowly, sounding somewhat reflective.

Zhang Yang’s eyes widened. This doctor seemed to be educating him, but his demeanor was pleasant, making it awkward for Zhang Yang to refute him directly as he had with Dr. Liu.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Yang finally said, "The situation was critical. If one is confident, it can still be done!"

This needling technique was a secret passed down in the Zhang family, a unique skill of the medical saint Zhang Zhongjing. Zhang Yang’s grandfather in his previous life had used this method to help many expectant mothers without a single incident. Zhang Yang himself had used it multiple times in his past life and naturally possessed absolute confidence.

The doctor shook his head again. "Impulsiveness is not a virtue in the young. Feeling confident does not necessarily mean you are right!" He paused here, seeming to recall something, and his expression turned hesitant.

Glancing at Zhang Yang, he continued, "Just this morning, our hospital had a misdiagnosis. Thankfully, someone intervened, preventing a terrible outcome. The doctor who misdiagnosed was also very confident at the time, but unfortunately, he was indeed wrong!"

As he spoke, Dr. Liu and the other doctor nodded along.

The speaking doctor was named Wang Guohai. Dr. Wang was quite famous at Changjing Third Hospital. He was the person the senior TCM doctor had requested for the emergency surgery that morning.

Wang Guohai was also a very warm-hearted person, highly respected and favored by all interns at the hospital. He had mentored many interns over the years and was now treating Zhang Yang as one.

Zhang Yang’s eyes were wide open now.

The misdiagnosis this doctor mentioned—a misdiagnosis that required outside help—sounded exactly like the case where Zhang Yang had saved his mentor's niece. It was unlikely for a hospital to have a misdiagnosis every day, let alone every time involving outside help.

Zhang Yang could almost conclude that the doctor was referring to that very incident.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang couldn't help but feel a slight sense of amusement. To be lectured using the very incident he had helped resolve felt incredibly bizarre. However, the doctor clearly meant no malice. Zhang Yang hadn't encountered such sincere mentorship even in his previous life. To offer such earnest guidance to a stranger he’d only met once was truly rare. Regardless of whether he was right or wrong, Zhang Yang felt compelled to respect him.

"Why are all of you outside?"

Another person emerged from the office. This time it was an elder whom Zhang Yang had seen before.

It was Wu Youdao, the renowned TCM doctor retained by the hospital, a figure of considerable authority within its walls.

The doctors inside had been discussing the condition of the girl on the stretcher, deliberating on the most appropriate treatment plan. Wu Youdao had been invited because he was present throughout Zhang Yang’s rescue operation and, as a famous senior TCM physician, held significant weight. Although he wasn't a gynecologist, his input was valuable, and he had already offered several insightful suggestions.

"We'll go back right away. Young man, go back and read more books, study diligently. Only when you are truly accomplished can you help more people!" Dr. Wang turned, offered a smile to Wu Youdao, and then spoke back to Zhang Yang.

Wu Youdao followed Dr. Wang's gaze and spotted Zhang Yang.

Upon seeing Zhang Yang, Wu Youdao’s eyes instantly widened, and he blurted out, "It’s you?"

"It's me?"

Wu Youdao’s reaction confused Zhang Yang slightly, but he still replied softly.

The exchange left the surrounding people perplexed, especially Dr. Wang and Dr. Liu. Judging by Wu Youdao's expression, it seemed he recognized this impulsive young man. They had already categorized Zhang Yang as enthusiastic but rash; enthusiasm was commendable, which explained why Dr. Wang had spoken to him gently just moments before.

"You’ve arrived at the perfect time! Hurry and come in with me!"

Wu Youdao didn't wait for an answer; he grabbed Zhang Yang and pulled him into the office. The people left outside were now even more bewildered.

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