"But Dean, we are a hospital..." Not only were the nurses in the ward completely astonished, but even the doctor who was rushing to stabilize the unconscious elderly man couldn't help but say, "Dean Guo, this is completely against protocol..."

Zhang Yang certainly understood that for Guo Yong, the head of the hospital, making this decision required immense courage. At the very least, if this were Changjing Third Hospital, the leadership there would never possess such resolution.

"Dean Guo, I will personally cover the nutrition fees for this child and the elderly man until they are fully recovered and discharged. That small amount of money is simply not an issue for me." Just as everyone was objecting to Guo Yong's decision, Zhang Yang spoke up slowly.

When Zhang Yang said those words, Yan Liangfei froze. He had never expected Zhang Yang to offer to pay for the nutrition fees of two patients who had no connection to him.

Yan Liangfei had already heard from other doctors that morning about the pair's truly awful parents, and he deeply sympathized with the two individuals. What Zhang Yang was about to say, he had actually intended to say himself, but since he wasn't wealthy, hesitation stopped him. Now that Zhang Yang had voiced it, Yan Liangfei even felt a touch of shame.

Stealing a glance at Zhang Yang, Yan Liangfei still felt resentful of the special treatment Zhang Yang received at Jinghe Hospital, but deep down, his perception of Zhang Yang had shifted; he was becoming less resistant.

Zhang Yang was unaware that his single statement had altered Yan Liangfei's view of him. He had only acted because he found the grandfather and grandchild pair pitiful enough to cover their nutrition costs.

The doctors and nurses in the ward secretly applauded Zhang Yang in their hearts, praising his kindness.

Guo Yong wanted to speak, but Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head, signaling that his decision was final.

Seeing this, Guo Yong did not insist further. Jingren Hospital had previously offered Zhang Yang a salary of one million, yet he hadn't been tempted, which was proof enough that Zhang Yang was not lacking in funds. After all, driving a Mercedes at such a young age certainly indicated wealth.

Guo Yong did not know Zhang Yang's true financial standing, or he would have been even more astonished. Zhang Yang was not just not lacking money!

Not trusting the old man's condition, Zhang Yang specifically took the elder's pulse again, confirming that the weakness was solely due to prolonged fasting and chronic malnutrition, and that there were no other serious ailments. With that settled, Zhang Yang reached into the canvas bag he carried and pulled out a packet of pills—these were the very pills he had refined overnight the previous evening.

When Zhang Yang revealed these pills, Guo Yong and the other staff members were merely curious, but Yan Liangfei nearly let out a piercing scream. Thankfully, he managed to clamp his hand over his mouth in time.

While Guo Yong and the others did not recognize the pills, Yan Liangfei, having grown up in a medical family, identified them instantly. Such pills required the refinement of at least a dozen rare traditional Chinese herbs. They possessed a potent effect for fortifying the body and nourishing the origin, and they were also remarkably effective against minor ailments.

Especially concerning the elderly man’s long-term malnutrition, these pills could be considered a miraculous tonic, offering supreme nourishment.

Yan Liangfei did not realize that what he perceived as rare medicinal pills were, in Zhang Yang’s eyes, the most rudimentary kind. Zhang Yang had originally prepared them to handle the routine illnesses he might encounter while interning at Jinghe Hospital.

Unaware of Yan Liangfei's reaction behind him, Zhang Yang asked a nearby nurse for a glass of water, gently helped the old man sit up, and assisted him in taking the pill.

Knowing Zhang Yang's capabilities, none of the doctors present stopped him from administering the unknown medication to the elder. They watched him curiously, awaiting his explanation of the pill.

Guo Yong noticed Yan Liangfei’s unnatural expression and turned to him, asking, "Xiao Yan, do you know what that pill Zhang Yang just took out is?"

Yan Liangfei swallowed hard, nodded stiffly, and replied, "Yes, that type of pill is recorded in a very ancient Chinese medical formula, but it requires over a dozen precious herbs to refine. It has long been lost to time. I never expected..."

Since his own nephew was also from a medical family, Guo Yong believed Yan Liangfei’s words without question. At this moment, he realized even more strongly how fortunate Jinghe Hospital was to have Zhang Yang.

Yan Liangfei was still reeling. When Zhang Yang had given the pill to the old man, he clearly saw that Zhang Yang still held several more in his hand—as if they were cheap appetizers, available by the handful. This sight made Yan Liangfei even more dazed.

Having finished, Zhang Yang turned around and saw the young child staring at him with wide eyes. Though small, the child recognized the kindness Zhang Yang had shown to him and his grandmother. His clear eyes were filled with gratitude toward Zhang Yang.

In response, Zhang Yang simply smiled and spoke gently to the child, "Relax now. Your grandmother will be fine. Leave the rest to the nurses."

With that, Zhang Yang took out seven or eight pills, wrapped them in paper, and handed them to the nurse beside him, saying, "When you care for this elderly woman from now on, remember: she should take one of these pills daily for three days. Starting from the third day, she should take one pill every three days. If she is discharged later, just give her the remainder to continue taking herself."

The nurse accepted the pills, overwhelmed with favor, nodding repeatedly, her gaze towards Zhang Yang filled with pure admiration.

Guo Yong watched him, his eyes crinkling into slits as he smiled, increasingly resembling an old fox. Meanwhile, Yan Liangfei stared blankly, unable to utter a single word.

Zhang Yang had casually handed out a handful of such precious medicine. Did Zhang Yang not know that if these pills were released onto the market, they would fetch a high price of at least several thousand yuan each?

Whether it was the nurses' adoring looks or Yan Liangfei's look of utter disbelief, Zhang Yang was long accustomed to such scrutiny. He chuckled softly and said, "Alright, there’s nothing more for us to do here. Let's go out; the elder needs more rest."

"Ah, yes, let the elder rest," Guo Yong said immediately, issuing a dismissal order that cleared the room of all doctors and nurses.

Outside the ward, Guo Yong clapped Yan Liangfei meaningfully on the shoulder and said, "Xiao Yan, now you see how remarkable Dr. Zhang is. You must learn more from him going forward. Don't always assume you are the best among your peers. You must remember that there is always someone better, just as there is always a mountain beyond a mountain."

Unexpectedly, Yan Liangfei offered no resistance this time. He was still immersed in the shock from moments ago when Zhang Yang casually dispensed a handful of precious pills. He mechanically nodded in response to Guo Yong’s words.

Zhang Yang was truly helpless in this situation. He couldn't very well tell Yan Liangfei that he could produce as many of these pills as he wished, and that, for him, they were the absolute lowest-grade medicine.

There were quite a few patients at Jinghe Hospital, but no one requiring Zhang Yang's direct intervention materialized that morning. So, Zhang Yang simply took Yan Liangfei for a slow walk around the hospital premises.

Yan Liangfei had not yet recovered from the blow he sustained earlier; he trailed behind Zhang Yang with his head down, wandering aimlessly. This scene, however, was interpreted differently by the other doctors and nurses.

Soon, rumors spread throughout the hospital that the newly arrived intern, Zhang Yang, had completely subdued the equally young and talented Yan Liangfei.

Hearing such gossip, Zhang Yang felt quite helpless. But Yan Liangfei did not possess Zhang Yang's perception; he couldn't hear how the hospital staff were gossiping about him. Even if he had, in his current state of mind, he likely would have remained indifferent.

Finding nothing else to do, Zhang Yang led Yan Liangfei back to the consultation room prepared for them at Jinghe Hospital.

As soon as they entered, Yan Liangfei slumped onto the desk, deeply dejected. He was clearly still struggling to comprehend why Zhang Yang was so vastly superior to him.

If it had been older doctors, Yan Liangfei would not have found it so difficult to accept. The crucial point was Zhang Yang’s extreme youth—barely a few years older than himself. His internal strength was inferior; his medical skill was inferior; even the medicine Zhang Yang casually carried was so precious. This was what caused Yan Liangfei the most profound disappointment.

While idly waiting, Zhang Yang once again brought up the Divine Hand System. This time, he was surprised to find that Yan Liangfei, whose loyalty level had been zero, had now jumped to 33 points. This loyalty figure was nearly as high as Yan Yefei's when Zhang Yang first considered taking him and Li Juan as disciples, though slightly lower than Li Juan’s.

After a moment's thought, Zhang Yang understood. At his core, the young man Yan Liangfei was not inherently bad. Zhang Yang’s earlier payment of the nutrition fees for the elderly couple and the child, followed by the distribution of so many pills that Yan Liangfei considered extremely valuable, had broken through Yan Liangfei’s defenses.

Now, Yan Liangfei had, indirectly, acknowledged Zhang Yang’s abilities, ceasing his desire to compete, which caused the loyalty rating to increase so significantly.

This suggested that if the "Save the Yan Family" mission were to be completed, Yan Liangfei's loyalty to Zhang Yang might soar to 70—a loyalty that would keep him devoted to Zhang Yang regardless of any future adversity.

Such a young man, with a potential rating of 93, would undoubtedly be of immense help in promoting the cultivation of the Medical Martial Sect in the future!

This realization solidified Zhang Yang’s resolve to help Yan Liangfei overcome his current difficulty and complete the system mission, "Save the Yan Family."

But before that, Zhang Yang still needed to confirm whether saving the Yan Family meant helping Yan Liangfei overcome the inherent defect of his "One-Line Golden Pupils" constitution, or if there was some other factor involved.

"By the way, Xiao Yan, why did your family send you to Jinghe Hospital in Changjing?" Zhang Yang suddenly inquired.