Zhang Jing and Mi Xue left together, following the nurse, but Zhang Yang remained. Soon, several other people approached him.

These people were accompanied by the police. Although the doctors previously driven out had been knocked unconscious by Long Feng, their shouts had attracted considerable attention, and now the on-duty leadership of the hospital was present.

It was they who had called the police, reporting that someone was committing violence in the hospital, seizing an operating room, and illegally detaining their doctors.

The so-called illegal confinement referred to those few doctors whom Long Feng had knocked out and then entrusted to Long Cheng and Qu Meilan to watch over.

Long Feng would not let them leave until Zhang Yang had emerged.

However, the arrival of the police proved largely ineffectual. Before they could even begin their investigation, they received orders from above: they were only to assist and maintain order within the hospital; they were to participate in nothing else.

The police confined themselves to maintaining order, instantly deflating the strong posture of those who had been making a racket in the hospital.

Afterward, Zhang Yang emerged, even pushing the patient out with him, which astonished everyone present.

As for why the operating room had been occupied and what had transpired moments before, they had already sent people to inquire. Long Feng hadn't knocked out everyone; he had simply ignored those who weren't shouting. This allowed the hospital staff to grasp the true sequence of events.

A patient who had been nearly declared dead was now being wheeled out alive, leaving them all momentarily frozen. Only after Mi Lan was wheeled away back to her room did they remember why they were gathered there.

"I am Zhou Guoqing, the hospital's Vice President. Who are you, and why did you seize our operating room?"

The man who approached was the Vice President of the hospital; the actual President was away on business, making Zhou the highest-ranking official currently in charge.

The occupation of an operating room by a patient's family was unprecedented in the history of their hospital.

"Who I am is unimportant. This person is one of your hospital's doctors, correct?"

Zhang Yang glanced at him casually and then pointed at one of the doctors being guarded by Long Cheng and Qu Meilan.

That doctor was the attending physician who had performed Mi Lan's surgery. If it hadn't been for his dereliction of duty and the subsequent surgical accident, Zhang Yang would not have needed to use a spiritual medicine, and Mi Lan would not have faced a life-threatening situation.

"You are all in this together. You are already suspected of illegal confinement, intentional injury, and other crimes. I strongly advise you to turn yourselves in!"

Before Vice President Zhou could speak, someone next to him suddenly jumped out, shouting loudly, seemingly quite knowledgeable about the law.

Zhang Yang didn't spare him a glance, merely surveying the surroundings before murmuring softly, "This is not the convenient place to discuss certain matters. Take us somewhere quiet."

"A quiet place? You still want to go..."

That person jumped forward again, but before he could finish speaking, he was silenced by the Vice President beside him.

Vice President Zhou even shot him a stern glare.

"Very well, follow me!"

The Vice President, having a higher level of awareness than the average person, could already sense the gravity of the situation.

Regardless of the specifics, the patient they had deemed beyond saving, nearly ready to be officially declared deceased, was now well again. This placed a degree of responsibility on the hospital.

This matter was even less suitable for a public airing. Besides their staff and the police, there were a few curious patients and family members watching. Word spreading outside would do the hospital's reputation no good whatsoever.

Zhang Yang’s request for a quiet location suited his intentions perfectly; the officiousness of the man beside him was thoroughly irritating.

Vice President Zhou led Zhang Yang to the hospital conference room. Long Feng, Long Cheng, and Qu Meilan followed, along with the detained doctors.

The hospital delegation was the largest, with over a dozen on-site hospital leaders attending.

The police hesitated for a moment, ultimately deciding not to follow. Since their orders were only to assist and maintain order, they were not to interfere with the substance of the dispute inside.

Their position was sensitive; involving themselves further would not serve their interests.

"Who exactly are you people, why did you seize the operating room? Why did you strike our staff? Do you realize that what you are doing is a serious criminal offense? We can have all of you locked up and sentenced!"

As soon as they entered the conference room, another hospital employee stood up and shouted loudly.

With no outsiders present, Vice President Zhou did not intervene this time. Their most advantageous position was that these individuals had forcibly taken the operating room and assaulted their personnel.

The previous events could be dismissed as a misunderstanding, or perhaps even sidestepped; they only needed to hold firm on this point.

"We struck them because they deserved it. We seized the operating room in order to save a life!"

Zhang Yang gave him a cold look before speaking softly.

Zhang Yang hadn't witnessed Long Feng striking the men, and even if he had, he would have supported it. These men deserved the beating. If it were up to Zhang Yang's own temperament, he would have dealt with these individuals himself.

For doctors to cause a medical accident and then focus on not saving the patient, letting them die unattended, was no different from murder. Such doctors, if they had done it once, would surely do it again; keeping them around would only lead to harm for more people.

"Deserved it? You are far too arrogant!"

The person who had questioned him moments before was choked with anger by Zhang Yang's reply, slamming his hand on the table and roaring.

Ignoring him, Zhang Yang walked over, grabbed the previous doctor, and delivered a slap that caused the man to slowly regain consciousness.

"Tell us, what exactly happened during the surgery?"

Zhang Yang glanced at the man, then casually sat down in a nearby chair and asked softly.

The doctor was momentarily dazed, then a trace of confusion appeared in his eyes. Under the gaze of everyone present, he slowly began to speak.

He was a doctor at this hospital, the Director of Cardiology, and quite renowned locally in Pengcheng.

However, that day, he had a conflict with his daughter-in-law over a domestic matter at home, leaving him in a foul mood. At that moment, he was called in to perform surgery, which he initially resisted, but he couldn't refuse the personal request.

The person Long Cheng had sent only invited him; they hadn't used any official coercion.

Performing surgery while in a bad temper yielded predictable results: an unexpected complication arose during the operation, and he froze.

He could have fixed the complication himself, but his mind was chaotic, compounded by his poor mood, and he failed to do what he was supposed to: salvage the patient's life.

He simply stood by, reasoning that since it was acute heart failure, it was fine if resuscitation failed; this sort of thing had happened before. Afterward, he started chatting with those nearby, complaining about his daughter-in-law, venting his pent-up frustration. This was the entire account of the day's events.

As the doctor confessed this himself, the dozen or so hospital staff members present widened their eyes, their faces a mask of disbelief.

Such incidents had indeed occurred in the hospital, but who would ever admit it? Especially to admit it so openly and willingly. They all wondered if the doctor had gone mad.

The doctor was certainly not mad; under Zhang Yang's Hypnotic Spell, it was difficult for him to lie. Zhang Yang had already employed the spell when he first questioned the man. One must use the appropriate method for the appropriate person.

"Do you have anything else to say?"

After the doctor finished, Zhang Yang stood up. This doctor hadn't committed this transgression just once; it implied that patients who shouldn't have died had perished because of him. Zhang Yang would absolutely not let this man go. Having worked in medical settings, Zhang Yang knew precisely how to punish such a person.

"Even if he was at fault, you had no right to seize our operating room! You are not one of our staff; what qualification do you have to do this?"

Someone else stepped forward, but his tone lacked conviction, and he lowered his head as he spoke.

"Exactly! What right did you have to enter the operating room to save someone? Operating rooms are places one cannot just barge into!"

"He was wrong, but so are you!"

"You are not a doctor..."

Several more people spoke up in support. Vice President Zhou had been watching the doctor intently, sensing trouble from the moment the man began speaking.

This incident was truly the hospital's fault. Taken seriously, it was a major incident, nearly resulting in death. If publicized, it would be enough to see that doctor in prison for a long time. His actions were willful negligence, akin to murder.

Fortunately, Zhang Yang had revived the patient. In a sense, Zhang Yang had helped the hospital. Therefore, accusing Zhang Yang was improper, but since Zhang Yang was an outsider, for the sake of the hospital's reputation and interests, they were forced into this position.

Rudely seizing the operating room was now their only viable excuse. As for the assault—merely knocking out a few doctors—no one could argue about that now; given what those doctors had done, being beaten senseless was the least they deserved.

The surrounding people continued their accusations. Vice President Zhou remained silent, standing quietly. The situation was already turning against them, and now he could only hope to leverage Zhang Yang's unauthorized seizure of the operating room to gain leverage for the hospital, ensuring they didn't end up entirely subservient.

"How do you know I am not a doctor?"

Zhang Yang suddenly walked across the room. The conference room had a long table, with the hospital staff on one side and Zhang Yang's group on the other. Zhang Yang's sudden move startled all dozen or so staff members.

"And how do you know I lack the qualifications to perform surgery?"

Zhang Yang spoke coldly, pulling out a small booklet from his person as he walked over to Vice President Zhou.

"This is my qualification!"

He placed the booklet on the table, then walked back to his side. This hospital was rotten to the core. Yet, it was still a hospital, and Zhang Yang held no bias against the institution itself, maintaining sufficient respect for it. A hospital is fundamentally a place to save lives and heal the injured; the difference lay only in the people within it. If there had been another way, Zhang Yang would have respected the hospital's rules and refrained from seizing the operating room.

Picking up the booklet Zhang Yang had tossed down, Zhou Vice President's eyes tightened instantly upon a single glance, and he blurted out, "This, this is impossible?"

The few people beside him leaned in out of curiosity, and every person who saw the contents of the booklet displayed the same expression. Every single one had their eyes wide open, a look of utter disbelief, as if they had seen something terrifying or witnessed a ghost.