"Dean Guo, we cannot rush this now. Any misstep could lead to a severe misjudgment. We must fully ascertain the root cause of this child's illness. Please, have faith in me!"

Zhang Yang clasped Guo Yong’s hands, locking eyes with him. As he spoke, he channeled a small measure of his Neijin (Inner Force) to soothe the urgency churning within Guo Yong, steadying the Dean's nerves.

Indeed, Guo Yong’s agitation subsided considerably. After a moment of thought, he conceded, "Very well. The operating room will take some time to prepare; you can examine the child in the meantime."

However, Director Wang nearby was distinctly displeased. Who was this fellow, still in his street clothes? He had spent ages trying to persuade Dean Guo, who had been as stubborn as an ox, yet this newcomer says one thing, and the Dean’s attitude shifts so rapidly?

Zhang Yang ignored Director Wang entirely and walked directly to the child to examine his eyes.

Because of the anesthetic and the calming effect from the earlier fire incident, the child slept soundly, showing no sign of being a patient in critical condition, save for the traces of bloody tears near the corners of his eyes.

Gazing upon the child’s serene face, Zhang Yang couldn't help but sigh, already forming a strong hypothesis regarding the cause of the bloody discharge.

It dawned on Zhang Yang now: the initial misdiagnosis hadn't been Guo Yong’s; it belonged to Director Wang. Guo Yong, rushing back in haste, had been swayed by the preconceived notion, leading him too to misjudge and proceed with surgery—a surgery that caused this child, who shouldn't have been blinded, to lose his sight.

"Dean Guo, the operating room is ready."

At that moment, a nurse entered. Guo Yong immediately commanded, "Send this child to the OR; I will operate personally!"

"Dean, if anything goes wrong, you will bear full responsibility!!" Director Wang shouted again, but Guo Yong paid him no mind.

"Dean Guo, this child does not require surgery."

Zhang Yang smiled as he spoke to Guo Yong.

"Ah?" Guo Yong froze. "No surgery?"

"Mmm, no surgery. I have a way to cure his eyes," Zhang Yang stated with absolute confidence.

"No surgery, and you can cure this child’s eye condition?" Guo Yong seemed hard-pressed to believe it and pressed the question.

"Please trust me. This child's eye condition is not a result of the fire. What is truly causing the internal hemorrhage is something called subconjunctival hemorrhage," Zhang Yang articulated each word carefully, glancing pointedly at Director Wang before continuing, "Therefore, this child’s bloody tears have absolutely nothing to do with the fire."

"Subconjunctival hemorrhage?" Guo Yong was certainly familiar with the condition—a sudden occurrence, also known as a ‘white eye bleed.’ It typically arises from extreme emotional shock or overwhelming psychological pressure, bearing no direct link to thermal burns or external blunt trauma from a fire.

"Impossible!" The first to express outrage was naturally Director Wang, who had already sealed the verdict. Wasn't Zhang Yang suggesting he had misdiagnosed?

Given Director Wang’s prior disdain for Zhang Yang, the current situation where Zhang Yang was overtly taking charge only fueled his resentment.

"Who are you, and who authorized you to enter here!" Director Wang immediately resorted to bureaucratic rhetoric. Although he knew Zhang Yang was brought in by Dean Guo, Zhang Yang was clearly not a doctor from Jinghe Hospital, making his involvement against protocol. A few reprimands aimed at Zhang Yang would put Guo Yong in a difficult spot.

"I brought him in!" Unexpectedly, Guo Yong showed Director Wang no deference whatsoever. "He is also an excellent physician. We are making an exception for this special case!"

Saying this, Guo Yong re-examined the child's eyes.

This time, the deep lines etched on Guo Yong's face had noticeably softened. Now calm, he too could see that the child's eyes were not as gravely injured as he had previously diagnosed.

Just then, Zhu Daoqi and the representatives from various hospitals affiliated with Changjing University began arriving. Director Wang, seeing so many people crowding the emergency room, prepared to erupt in anger, but upon recognizing several famous physicians among them, he immediately doused his temper, instead feeling bewildered. What kind of day was it that so many doctors had converged on his small hospital?

To be certain, the visiting hospital representatives included several ophthalmologists. They immediately proceeded to examine the child and definitively confirmed Zhang Yang’s assertion: the bloody tears were indeed due to subconjunctival hemorrhage, entirely unrelated to the fire incident.

At this, Director Wang’s face turned ashen. Confirmation from so many doctors meant he had indeed made the initial misdiagnosis. The visiting representatives, of course, were unaware of the preceding events.

Guo Yong, now heedless of everything else, seized Zhang Yang's hands, overwhelmed by lingering dread. "Zhang Yang, thank you so much. If it hadn't been for you, I would have operated on this child, and I fear his eyes would have been ruined by my hands! Truly, I don't know how to thank you enough!"

Director Wang, relegated to the sidelines, let out a cold snort, deeply dissatisfied with the young man who had accompanied Dean Guo. However, having been at fault with the initial misdiagnosis, he couldn't say much more.

Zhang Yang spared Director Wang a glance, musing that Guo Yong hadn't yet realized that Director Wang’s initial error was what led to his own later mistake. That Guo Yong was now shouldering all the blame for the misdiagnosis was, in a strange way, endearing.

"Alright, let me treat this child now. This condition has likely been present for some time; delaying treatment isn't wise."

Zhang Yang took out his silver needles, preparing to begin.

Seeing Zhang Yang prepare to act, Guo Yong immediately yielded the space. The other hospital representatives widened their eyes. While everyone had heard of Zhang Yang’s astonishing medical skills, most had only heard rumors; few knew the true extent of his power. Witnessing him prepare to treat the patient personally, they all felt a desire to see it proven.

Zhang Yang took two silver needles, grasping the base of each between his left and right hands, and stood beside the bed, channeling his Neijin directly into the needles before plunging them into the child's temples!

"Stop!!"

Upon seeing this, the observing hospital representatives were terrified, and Guo Yong gasped aloud!

The temple area is far too critical. What ordinary person would dare insert a needle so directly, as Zhang Yang did? A slight slip could cost a life. Even an old Chinese physician with decades of practice would hesitate to proceed like this. They were unaware that Zhang Yang’s needles were infused with Neijin, which protected the needle point after piercing the skin, preventing any injury.

It was Zhu Daoqi, Vice Dean of Changjing Medical College, who restrained the representatives attempting to intervene. He possessed absolute faith in Zhang Yang; he likely wouldn't doubt him even if Zhang Yang chose to stab the child’s eyes directly with the needles.

Although Zhang Yang was supremely confident, he offered Guo Yong a reassuring look, signaling him not to panic. This was a sign of Zhang Yang's progress since reaching the Great Perfection stage; while his entire focus was on the acupuncture, he still possessed surplus mental capacity.

Guo Yong clenched his fists, hesitated for a moment, and then completely let go, resolving to let Zhang Yang continue. He chose to trust the young man. Since Zhang Yang dared to needle this way, Guo Yong had to see if he truly possessed the certainty to cure the child.

"Dean Guo, that’s the temple! Aren't you going to stop him?"

Conversely, it was Director Wang who continued to clamor incessantly!

Zhang Yang frowned. This Director Wang, who almost caused Guo Yong a malpractice suit due to his initial misdiagnosis, was now causing a racket without any sign of remorse for his error—truly vexing.

"Trust him. If it weren't for him, this child's eyes would have been ruined by me just now!" Guo Yong was intensely nervous; handing this patient over to Zhang Yang, whose methods defied convention, was a decision that required tremendous resolve.

But Director Wang saw things differently. He had his own agenda. So many influential figures in the Changjing medical community were present. Guo Yong had taken all the blame for the previous misdiagnosis, and these celebrities didn't know Wang was the one at fault first. Eager to steal the limelight in front of these famous doctors, he certainly wasn't going to let this pass quietly.

"Dean Guo, subconjunctival hemorrhage is merely a common ophthalmological symptom, not a genuine disease, much less a condition requiring surgery. It can be managed slowly over time. Allowing this young man to operate now—if anything unexpected happens, who will take responsibility?"

With no one moving to stop Zhang Yang, Director Wang stepped forward, shouting his protests while reaching out to grab Zhang Yang's hand just as he was about to insert the next needle. Unfortunately, his grip on Zhang Yang’s hovering hand felt like gripping a steel bar. No matter how hard he strained, Zhang Yang’s raised hand remained utterly motionless.

This scene made several observing hospital representatives instantly sharp-eyed. They hadn't paid much attention to Director Wang’s words, but the moment he tried to seize Zhang Yang’s hand caught the notice of many.

When performing acupuncture, the stability of the wrist holding the needle is paramount; there cannot be the slightest tremor during insertion. Director Wang, after all, was a robust middle-aged man, yet his grip couldn't shake Zhang Yang in the least!

"Stop causing trouble!" Naturally, Guo Yong was determined to let Zhang Yang proceed and would not permit Director Wang to interfere. In a surge of anger, he physically pulled Director Wang away.

"Guo Yong, if anything goes wrong, you take full responsibility!" Director Wang shouted angrily when Guo Yong restrained him.

Guo Yong frowned and immediately retorted, "If there is a problem, I will bear it entirely!"

Meanwhile, without Director Wang’s disturbance, Zhang Yang swiftly inserted six more needles, targeting the points Tianying, Jingming, and Sibai—points commonly used in eye exercises.

Once all eight needles were inserted, two streams of bloody tears suddenly poured from the child's eyes, and his eyes bulged, turning purple.

"Good, you said it yourself! Now, you bear all the responsibility!" Seeing the child’s alarming symptoms, Director Wang was overjoyed and yelled at Guo Yong with tyrannical arrogance!