"Dean, what exactly is going on?"

As soon as he entered and before even sitting down, Professor Hu asked, appearing somewhat anxious.

"Don't rush, sit down and let's talk!"

Liu Zhen stepped out from behind his desk and guided Professor Hu and Wang Yong to the sofa nearby before relaying what the office director had just told him.

His summary was much simpler, lacking the colorful detail of the previous account, as if he had witnessed it firsthand.

Though brief, he managed to convey all the key points.

"Acupuncture? That’s impossible. Acupuncture can promote blood circulation and dispel stasis, but that's for ordinary conditions. Internal bleeding from an accident like this simply cannot be resolved by acupuncture alone!"

As Liu Zhen finished speaking, Wang Yong was the first to object.

Professor Hu frowned slightly and asked softly, "Dean, did that person only treat one person with needles, and not the others?"

He had noticed the crucial detail in Liu Zhen's description: the young man had only needled the most severely injured patient, mentioning no one else.

Liu Zhen paused slightly before continuing, "That point is still unclear. I thought the same thing just now, but regardless of how many people received needling, acupuncture must have played a role in this!"

This time, Professor Hu didn't ask further; he simply nodded.

The needling must have had an effect; otherwise, why would the person have done it? It was just that the extent of acupuncture's role in the rescue was currently unknown.

"Wang Yong, what are your thoughts?"

Liu Zhen turned back to ask Wang Yong. As the Deputy Director of Orthopedics, he had studied Chinese medicine for a while and possessed a deeper understanding of it than the other two.

Wang Yong’s eyebrows remained tightly knitted. After thinking for a moment, he slowly spoke, "I still feel it's impossible. This was a traffic accident, especially the patient Wang Chen—it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say his internal organs were displaced. How could such severe injuries recover with just a few needles? I really don't understand!"

"What you're saying is exactly what I don't understand either!"

Liu Zhen sighed softly. Before calling them, he had been unable to fathom how acupuncture could heal such major external trauma.

Such catastrophic injuries were ones even Western medicine couldn't guarantee recovery from. If this were truly the case, why bother with Western medicine? Hospitals should just focus entirely on developing Chinese acupuncture.

"This is simple. Since such a person exists, just find him and ask him properly!" Professor Hu stated. Liu Zhen and Wang Yong glanced at him, then both quietly shook their heads.

The problem wasn't as straightforward as Professor Hu imagined. What they desired was the person's technique for healing and saving lives; whether he was willing to share it was entirely unknown.

However, Professor Hu’s suggestion wasn't without merit. To truly understand what happened, directly approaching the person was the best course of action.

"Very well. I'll have someone look for this individual. If we find him, we will pay him a personal visit!"

Liu Zhen said quietly, then reached for the phone again to call the office director, instructing him to find out exactly who performed the rescue and, if possible, determine their current location to facilitate a proper visit.

If this matter wasn't clarified, it was likely that none of them would sleep soundly in the coming days.

Completely unaware that he was being sought out, Zhang Yang had just returned to the hospital with Long Cheng. Their car had been dropped off at a repair shop first; they would ask the owner's opinion on its disposition later.

At the hospital, Li Ya and Huang Hai were recovering well.

Huang Hai was already able to walk around, strolling leisurely under the guidance of a young nurse. Li Ya was confined to bed but in good spirits, having consumed a good amount of fruit.

He even joked that he had cheated death this time and was looking forward to his future good fortune.

Optimistic as ever, he was studying the current stock market situation from his hospital bed, even asking Su Zhantao to bring him a laptop for his research.

When Zhang Yang and Long Cheng arrived at the ward, Li Ya was facing the computer, passionately debating stock market fluctuations with Su Zhantao, who was listening, momentarily stunned, to the point where he considered offering Li Ya money to manage his investments.

Then again, Li Ya truly did possess significant financial acumen.

"I've decided. I'm going to open an investment company; I can't remain idle like this!"

Li Ya suddenly declared, a statement that Long Cheng, just entering the room, happened to overhear.

"You should have done that long ago. You weren't keen on working for others, and you claimed opening a company was too much trouble. Such talent is being wasted!"

Long Cheng chimed in with a laugh. They hadn't failed to persuade Li Ya before, but this fellow valued freedom; earning enough to cover his own needs was sufficient, and he disliked dealing with bothersome affairs.

In this regard, he was somewhat similar to Zhang Yang.

"Yes, this incident made me realize—I need to do something productive, not wait until later to regret it!" Li Ya smiled at Long Cheng and added, "Brother Cheng, if I start a company, do you want to buy a share?"

"Nonsense. Only a fool wouldn't take a profitable opportunity. If you open a company, I'm definitely investing. If you dare not let me in, I'll never be done with you!"

Long Cheng widened his eyes, then burst out laughing. Li Ya’s words significantly alleviated the somber mood between them. Although they had been in a major car accident, everyone was fortunate.

They were all injured, but thankfully, there were no major complications. Even Wang Chen could recover after recuperation, without any lasting disability.

Given the severity of the crash, achieving this outcome was already excellent.

He also understood that the primary credit for this outcome belonged entirely to Zhang Yang. He was now thoroughly convinced of Zhang Yang’s medical skills and capabilities, yet he also harbored a certain caution toward him.

Zhang Yang's internal energy cultivation far surpassed his own, and he constantly wondered how Zhang Yang managed to achieve such profound internal strength.

"I want a share too. Li Ya, how much is one share? Is twenty million enough?"

Su Zhantao, standing nearby, immediately jumped in. He had been moved by Li Ya’s declaration and couldn't sit still upon hearing about the company formation.

"Twenty million is sufficient. Let's set one share at twenty million. If I’m doing this, I’m going big—investing two hundred million initially!"

Li Ya smiled faintly. He didn't object to Su Zhantao investing; although he didn't know Su Zhantao's specific background, he already understood that Young Master Su was no ordinary person.

He inferred this from Wang Chen's attitude.

Wang Chen was someone who feared neither heaven nor earth, yet he treated Su Zhantao with a distinctly respectful demeanor.

Wang Chen rarely showed such deference to anyone; whoever could elicit such behavior from him must have a significant background. Moreover, Wang Chen was known among them as the most well-informed person regarding connections.

"Can we add more people? If so, I’d like to take a share as well!"

Zhang Yang smiled and added his request. He was aware of Li Ya's capabilities and knew they were indeed formidable; starting an investment company had bright prospects.

The financial sector was poised to be one of the most profitable industries in the future. Every time salaries were surveyed in later eras, those in finance consistently led by a wide margin. Even the employees earned high wages, let alone the owners.

He had money to spare currently and no long-term investment plans, so depositing a share with Li Ya was convenient.

He didn't overthink how much profit he might make; money was sufficient for his needs. There would always be endless money to be made in this world, and he didn't want to spend his days solely focused on earning it.

"Great, Zhang Yang gets a share too. Sister Ling, would you like to join as well?"

Li Ya laughed heartily and then asked Yang Ling, who was standing nearby. Among this group, Yang Ling arguably had the least liquid cash. She had started from scratch after graduating from university and achieved her current success through hard work.

Her car dealership was large, but much of it was supported by bank loans; she didn't have much ready cash—not even ten million.

Asking her to buy a full share outright right now would be difficult for her.

"You know my situation. I'll skip taking a full share for now!"

Yang Ling shook her head. Just as Su Zhantao was about to speak, Li Ya laughed, "Sister Ling, of course I know your situation. How about this: you can take half a share. I guarantee you'll make money. But if both you and your husband become shareholders, you can't gang up on me later!"

"Haha!"

As Li Ya finished speaking, Long Cheng roared with laughter, and Yang Ling’s face instantly flushed red. Muttering a few curses under her breath, she quickly hurried out of the room.

She was heading off to find Huang Hai, perhaps seeking refuge near him for a moment.

"Excuse me, which one of you is Mr. Zhang Yang?"

While Long Cheng was laughing, several people walked in from outside. The leader was Liu Zhen, who looked at Long Cheng with confusion, unable to understand why he seemed so jovial.

"I am. What can I do for you?"

Zhang Yang approached. With Liu Zhen leading, Professor Hu and Wang Yong followed, and the three immediately focused their gaze on Zhang Yang, instantly registering his identity.

All three harbored profound surprise in their eyes.

The intelligence they had gathered earlier stated that Zhang Yang was very young, but they hadn't expected him to be this young. He looked barely twenty, an age when many were still undergraduates.

This time, their assumption was correct; Zhang Yang was indeed still a student.

"Mr. Zhang, perhaps we could discuss some matters outside?"

Glancing at the others in the ward, Liu Zhen softly added that there were too many people here for a private conversation.

"No problem, let's go!"

Zhang Yang looked back at Li Ya, gave a slight nod, exchanged greetings with Long Cheng and the others, and then followed Liu Zhen and the group out of the ward.

They didn't go far after leaving; they headed directly to an office at the nurses' station.

It was nearby, offered private rooms, and was suitable for their discussion.

"Mr. Zhang, you were at the scene of the car accident yesterday. We want to know what method you used to get their conditions stabilized so well, to aid in their treatment?"

Once seated, the straightforward Professor Hu cut to the chase and asked directly. Liu Zhen's brow twitched, and he sighed inwardly.

The question was too rushed; it should have been phrased more diplomatically, but since Professor Hu had already asked, there wasn't much for him to interject.

"I was there yesterday, yes, but the situation yesterday was somewhat unique. It's difficult for me to answer your question directly!"

Zhang Yang spoke slowly. He could guess the hospital staff's objective to some extent. While ordinary people might not notice his methods of saving lives yesterday, the hospital certainly would harbor suspicions.

If nothing else, Wang Chen's case alone was difficult for anyone to comprehend, a point Zhang Yang was well aware of.

Unfortunately, even if the hospital asked, he couldn't explain everything. Saving Wang Chen relied not just on Zhang Yang's medical skill and internal energy; the Thousand-Year Ginseng Pill and the poison from the Fox-Tail Sable also played a massive role... Fourth update, eight chapters remaining! (To be continued...RQ)