Director Li, just moments ago, couldn't stop praising Zhang Yang's surgery. It wouldn't have been a big deal if it were a routine minor procedure, but this was an extremely difficult bone-setting operation.

Director Li vividly recalled the cold sweat that broke out the moment he saw the fractured rib. That rib was pressing directly against the heart.

Even knowing its precise location beforehand, he wouldn't have dared to take the scalpel himself. What was supposed to be a normal accident instantly escalated the surgical difficulty by several levels because of that rib’s position.

In Director Li's estimation, few people in their entire hospital would dare to undertake such a surgery. Most crucially, Zhang Yang had carried Mi Xue for so long in this condition.

The thought alone made Director Li’s forehead bead with sweat; during that carry, even the slightest wrong jostle could have meant the girl's untimely demise. Finally, Director Li offered a summary—his own personal conclusion.

Zhang Yang’s surgery seemed straightforward, but its difficulty was immense. Furthermore, Zhang Yang’s technique was astonishingly skilled; performing such a complex, high-difficulty operation in under half an hour was, in his eyes, nothing short of a miracle.

That’s why, upon exiting the operating room to face Zhu Zhixiang and Wu Youdao, he had been continuously exclaiming his admiration, nearly elevating Zhang Yang to the heavens. He even proposed that once Zhang Yang joined the hospital, he should be placed directly in the Emergency Department; the ED desperately needed talent and mastery like his.

It was precisely Director Li’s words that left Zhu Zhixiang and Wu Youdao exceptionally surprised. They both knew Zhang Yang was a master of Traditional Chinese Medicine (TCM), but they never imagined his skill in surgery would be so profound.

If he were also proficient in Western medicine, Zhang Yang would be virtually an all-around genius. While shocked, Zhu Zhixiang felt mostly delighted.

The greater Zhang Yang’s capabilities, the better it was for their hospital. He truly was a treasure.

At that moment, he recalled what Wu Youdao had said earlier. Forget two hundred thousand—even five hundred thousand or a million to bring Zhang Yang here would be worth it.

Zhang Yang was absolutely worth that price. At this juncture, Zhu Zhixiang fully endorsed that statement.

A TCM practitioner who surpasses Wu Youdao, capable of treating critical cases others couldn’t save, paired with such high-level Western medical skills and practiced surgical dexterity—this was a veritable polymath. More critically, this person was so young, practically an undeveloped piece of raw jade.

And not just any jade, but a flawless piece, one that would shine brilliantly with just a little polishing. This was why he looked at Zhang Yang with such profound pleasant surprise.

He was thankful their hospital had acted quickly, securing this perfect piece of raw jade early on. In that moment, Zhu Zhixiang even felt grateful for the insistence of Wu Youdao and Wang Guohai; without their persistence, they might have missed out on Zhang Yang entirely.

“Director Zhu, Elder Wu, Mi Xue is fine now, thank you both!” Zhang Yang quickly stood up, hastily concealing the virtual interface. He now knew how to hide it; the system could still be summoned within half an hour of hiding, but not after that time limit.

“I heard it was perilous. Fortunately, you were on site!” Wu Youdao glanced back at Mi Xue.

She slept peacefully. Judging by her appearance alone, there were no major issues, just signs of blood loss, which wasn’t severe.

“Yes, the situation this time was truly critical!” Zhang Yang smiled, not denying Wu Youdao’s assessment. Mi Xue had been in real danger; had the previous ‘Zhang Yang’ been present, this single accident might have caused Mi Xue to leave them forever.

“It’s her fortune to have you here!” Wu Youdao chuckled softly. Hearing Director Li describe the surgical process gave him a feeling of heart-stopping tension as well.

A broken bone pressing against the heart, separated by less than a millimeter, lodged in a cavity—even famous chief surgeons might hesitate to accept such an operation, let alone Zhang Yang, a TCM doctor. Wu Youdao knew for certain that facing such a situation himself, he would be helpless, unlike Zhang Yang who resolved it independently.

“Dr. Xiao Zhang?” Another voice called from the doorway.

Zhu Zhixiang immediately stood up, a smile rapidly spreading across his face, and quickly strode towards the entrance. “Director Zhao, what brings you here?” The person who called Zhang Yang to the door was Director Zhao.

Director Zhao’s wife and daughter, Zhao Xue, had also arrived; the family of three were each carrying gifts. “I just heard Mi Xue had an accident.

Xiao Xue was worried about her sister and insisted on coming to see her!” Director Zhao’s family walked in unreservedly. Zhao Xue ran the fastest, reaching Mi Xue’s bedside.

Seeing Mi Xue asleep with her head bandaged, tears instantly spilled from her eyes. Just two days ago, when her grandfather was ill, Mi Xue had offered her the most comforting words, etching her into the girl’s heart.

“Director Zhao, you are too kind!” Zhang Yang walked over too, smiling faintly. Mi Xue had only been in the ward for a short time, and Director Zhao’s family arrived so soon.

Even if they had heard the news in advance, their gesture touched Zhang Yang slightly. At least his exhaustive efforts to save the girl hadn't been in vain; Director Zhao’s family were among the first to visit Mi Xue.

Zhu Zhixiang and Wu Youdao didn't count; they belonged to the hospital, and their primary reason for coming was Zhang Yang. Unlike Director Zhao’s family, who brought gifts.

“There’s no need for politeness. Dr.

Xiao Zhang, you saved my father; we haven’t properly thanked you for that great kindness yet!” Director Zhao said with a smile, speaking with genuine sincerity. His father had been undergoing checks at the hospital for the past few days, and all his vitals had returned to normal.

Occasionally, he could open his eyes and speak some unconscious words. Barring setbacks, his father would fully awaken in the next day or two.

“If you put it that way, I won’t refuse. I’ll thank you on Mi Xue’s behalf!” Zhang Yang nodded slightly, but just as he finished speaking, his eyes narrowed sharply, and he froze completely.

“Ding-dong!” “Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the reward mission ‘Director Zhao’s Gratitude.’ This is a Level Four mission. The Host receives two points of Charisma, two points of Luck, two points of Strength, and two points of ‘Zhang Family Qigong’ ability points.

All rewards have been automatically distributed to the Host’s personal profile and abilities!” With a crisp sound, the mechanical female voice resonated again. Following the sound, Zhang Yang felt a surge of warmth throughout his body again, and the previously hidden virtual interface of the system control reappeared before him.

Five sub-menus, four of which were flashing. Zhang Yang immediately entered the Ability tab.

Indeed, the value for Zhang Family Qigong had increased from 25 to 27. The sensation he felt after the previous point additions was fully present; Zhang Yang distinctly felt that his internal energy had indeed increased slightly compared to before.

Exiting the Ability tab, Zhang Yang entered the Mission tab. Among the completed missions, in addition to ‘Mentor’s Regret’ and ‘Mi Xue’s Peril,’ ‘Director Zhao’s Gratitude’ had appeared, followed by a special note: Reward Mission.

“Congratulations to the Host, the Reward Mission is currently the highest-tier Level Four mission. According to the mission prompt, because Director Zhao is grateful to the Host, he will regard the Host as a close family member and will possess absolute trust!” The mechanical female voice spoke slowly.

Zhang Yang’s eyes widened even further; he hadn't expected this mission to come with such a benefit. “Dr.

Xiao Zhang, Dr. Xiao Zhang, what is wrong?” An urgent call snapped Zhang Yang back from the virtual interface.

As soon as he looked up, he saw Director Zhao’s anxious gaze. That look truly resembled that of a close elder concerning a junior, filled with boundless care.

“I’m fine, thank you for your concern!” Zhang Yang quickly shook his head. He then recalled what the system had just said.

The system wasn't wrong; Director Zhao’s attitude toward him was indeed different from before. At least the look he just gave was sincere, something Zhang Yang could feel.

“It’s good that you’re alright. I thought you were tired; if you are, rest early!” Director Zhao nodded gently.

Zhao Xue walked over at that moment, looking up at Zhang Yang, and whispered softly, “Little Brother Zhang, is Sister Mi Xue okay? When will she wake up?” As Zhao Xue spoke, her eyes still held a trace of worry.

“Don't worry, your Sister Mi Xue will wake up by tomorrow at the latest, and then you can talk to her!” Zhang Yang smiled slightly and spoke softly. This was a very innocent little girl; Zhang Yang would not and did not want to lie to such a girl.

Mi Xue was merely under anesthesia and hypnosis. Zhang Yang could wake her up anytime, but waking now would cause post-surgical pain.

It was better to wait until tomorrow; the pain would be much less then. “That’s good.

Zhang Yang, you should rest; we’ll come again tomorrow!” Director Zhao added. Zhao Xue nodded quickly beside him.

Director Zhao’s wife put down all the items, and the family finally departed. Zhang Yang did not refuse their gifts; those were meant for Mi Xue, gifts for visiting her.

Moreover, with the system’s notification, he knew Director Zhao had come with genuine intentions to visit. As for whether Director Zhao’s deep gratitude stemmed from his inherent nature or the system’s influence, Zhang Yang couldn't be sure.

However, having someone who was sincerely grateful and trusting toward him brought many benefits to Zhang Yang, and he accepted the system mission's reward with a clear conscience. After escorting Director Zhao’s family out, Zhang Yang returned to the ward.

Director Zhao’s family was actually not far away. All the high-level wards were in the same area, just not on the same floor.

Director Zhao’s family had happened to chat with the on-duty nurse about Zhang Yang’s surgery and learned that Mi Xue had been in a car accident and was staying nearby. That’s why they rushed over with gifts to check on her; otherwise, they wouldn't have arrived so early.

After Director Zhao’s family left, Zhu Zhixiang and Wu Youdao also bid their farewells. As he left, Zhu Zhixiang told Zhang Yang that if he needed anything at all, he should just ask, and he would issue prior instructions to ensure Mi Xue received the highest level of care.

Having discovered Zhang Yang’s greater value, Zhu Zhixiang immediately employed tactics to win his loyalty. Mi Xue’s hospitalization due to injury presented him with an excellent opportunity, one he naturally wouldn't miss.

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