How The Little Medical Cultivator Saves the Furries – CH28

Chapter 28

After tending to the little spirit scallion, Ye Yumeng went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After his breakthrough, the impurities in his body had been expelled. He was smelly and sticky all over, and it felt far too uncomfortable.

When he came out after washing up, Ye Yumeng stretched lazily, then finally sent Ah Mo a message.

Not long after, Mo Yin called him.

“Caregiver Ye, are you ready? If there are no problems, we can head to the East District Medical Division now.”

Mo Yin said, “The first group of patients is at the East Campus. It’ll take about three hours round trip.”

“No problem!”

Ye Yumeng had just responded when he hurriedly added, “No, wait, wait a second first!”

On the aircraft.

Mo Yin looked at Ye Yumeng, as if he wanted to say something but stopped himself.

The handsome black-haired young man was holding a lunch box in his hands and eating heartily, while at his feet sat a pot of green jade bamboo.

After Mo Yin contacted him, Caregiver Ye had hurried to the core inpatient division. Not only had he given His Majesty one treatment, but before leaving he had also brought breakfast and this potted plant with him.

Apparently this plant was very helpful to his performance. Although Mo Yin could not understand why, since Ye Yumeng had said so, he did his best to cooperate.

At that moment, Ye Yumeng was eating with full concentration and great seriousness. His smiling eyes curved brightly, and the excitement on his face had not faded in the slightest. It was obvious he was extremely satisfied with the food in the top-floor ward.

Seeing these arrangements, Mo Yin also let out a sigh of relief.

Earlier, His Majesty had given him special instructions. Because of that, he had even asked subordinates far away on the capital star to look into it—after all, he himself had never put much thought into food.

Still…

He did not know whether it was just his imagination.

He felt that this Caregiver Ye seemed slightly different from the day before. His features were clearly the same, yet he somehow looked even more beautiful.

Not only had his skin become finer and smoother, his complexion ruddy and healthy, but even his eyes seemed more spirited than before. When he glanced around, there was a kind of vivid brightness in them that made people unable to stop themselves from looking…

When Ye Yumeng lifted his head in confusion, Mo Yin quickly lowered his own and asked, as though making casual conversation, “Caregiver Ye, before we set off, you treated the young master again. Will that affect your ability to treat the other patients?”

Although His Majesty was the most important, his condition was temporarily stable for now. Caregiver Ye’s upcoming assessment was tied to His Majesty’s future treatment.

Mo Yin was a little worried.

Ye Yumeng’s cheeks were puffed out with food. Hearing that, he quickly chewed and swallowed before saying, “Don’t worry, I know what I’m doing.”

Seeing how confident he looked, Mo Yin still could not fully set down the stone in his heart, though he did not show it anymore.

He reached out and handed a handkerchief to Ye Yumeng.

“Thanks!”

Ye Yumeng accepted it with a smile, wiped the oil from the corner of his mouth, then buried his head in eating again.

Vegetables stir-fried with spirit plants—so delicious!

Only after reaching the second layer of cultivation to full completion could one go without food. This round of cultivation had lasted an entire day and two nights, and he was already starving.

Before leaving, he had brought out a full three lunch boxes!

Three times the spirit plants, three times the happiness. Amazing!

At last, Ye Yumeng finished all three packed meals and finally stopped with complete satisfaction.

Only after he had rested a bit did Mo Yin speak again. “These are today’s assessment targets. Please have a look.”

There were three in total, two men and one woman.

The doctors had already used every possible treatment method, but not only had their conditions failed to improve, they were in fact rapidly deteriorating.

“If their lives can be preserved, it would also be very helpful to your future,” Mo Yin reminded him tactfully.

Ye Yumeng glanced at him and nodded.

He had long since seen that Ah Mo’s status was anything but simple. If he said something like this, then these three patients were probably all people with considerable power and status.

If he could save them, it would definitely increase his own weight, and even if he left the Royal Sanatorium one day, he would have somewhere else to go.

Still, whether or not he would save them depended on the situation.

At the core inpatient division, all the patients he faced were cubs, so he had no real burden when treating them. Other patients, however, were a different matter.

The Qi-Reading Art could do more than simply examine the health of living beings.

Thinking of this, Ye Yumeng lifted his eyes to look at Mo Yin. In his gaze flickered a faint spiritual light invisible to others.

The silver-haired young man in his eyes immediately changed. But unlike the colored aura he had seen when looking at the scallion sprouts, Mo Yin was now wrapped in a halo of light.

It was a mass of golden radiance surrounding him, gathered tightly without dispersing, adding even a trace of holiness to his naturally melancholy and taciturn aura.

Ye Yumeng withdrew his mana and looked at Mo Yin with some surprise.

This golden halo represented merit attached to one’s body. It was the second kind of information the Qi-Reading Art could reveal.

Ye Yumeng had never expected that Ah Mo—the same man who had pointed a gun at him the first time they met, murderous and clearly someone whose hands had been stained with blood—would actually be such a good person!

He had scarcely seen such strong golden merit-light even in the cultivation world, yet here in this world he had encountered it.

That also proved that the people Ah Mo had killed before were all evil men.

“What is it?” Mo Yin asked in confusion, noticing the way he was staring.

Ye Yumeng quickly shook his head. “Nothing.”

But after looking away, he could not help thinking: He absolutely had to find a way to heal Ah Mo’s arm in the future!

Since the Qi-Reading Art cultivated through the Nine-Turn Spiritual Pivot Scripture could reveal the merit and sins on a person’s body, it naturally was not limited to merely seeing them.

During the process of healing patients, Ye Yumeng’s own cultivation would also be affected.

Whether he leaned toward good or evil depended on the choices he made.

As someone who held himself upright, the path Ye Yumeng chose was naturally the righteous one—

And when he had first begun learning this technique in his youth, the old medical cultivator had once beaten him with a cane and repeatedly ordered him to swear a poisonous oath that he absolutely had to choose the righteous path.

That was because the old medical cultivator had once taken in three disciples before him, and every single one had ended up becoming a demonic cultivator…

Even if he had changed worlds now and the Heavenly Dao oath no longer had power over him, Ye Yumeng truly agreed with that path in his heart.

In this life, too, he did not want to change course.

So treating patients rich in merit would naturally bring even greater benefit to his own cultivation.

That was also why, when facing the three patients Mo Yin had selected, Ye Yumeng had decided he would look at the situation before treating them.

If they were truly heinous villains, he absolutely would not save them.

That would easily damage his cultivation.

Ye Yumeng could not help praying inwardly, hoping only that the three of them were all kind and upright people…

Next, Ye Yumeng told Mo Yin that he needed a quiet environment. Even after they arrived, if he had not finished yet, no one was to urge him.

Mo Yin agreed.

Then he saw Ye Yumeng adjust his posture.

The black-haired young man sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. Though it looked like he was merely resting with his eyes shut, there was something about him at that moment that made people instinctively feel he should not be profaned.

Mo Yin looked away and stayed silent.

The aircraft was fast. About an hour later, they arrived at the East District Medical Division.

And when they landed, Ye Yumeng opened his eyes as well. He had absorbed the spirit-energy motes released by the green jade bamboo, and the twenty strands of spiritual energy he had used up earlier had already fully recovered.

He leaned over to look outside the window. Seen from above, the East Campus was also a sanatorium occupying an enormous area, almost large enough to count as a small to medium-sized city.

The aircraft landed steadily.

“Caregiver Ye, wait.”

Before opening the hatch, Mo Yin handed him a silver-white mask and told him to put it on.

Though puzzled, Ye Yumeng obediently accepted it. Fortunately, the mask was very light and breathable. Once he put it on, he barely felt it, and it was not uncomfortable.

A caregiver robot had already been waiting for them on the landing pad.

“Let’s go. We’ll see the first patient first.”

Mo Yin wasted no time. “The situation is urgent. We have to hurry.”

So they took a hovercar to the inpatient division and were quickly brought to the outside of an operating room.

Outside the operating room stood only one elderly woman with graying hair, anxiously waiting under the watch of two medical staff members.

“I’m begging you, please, please save my good granddaughter…”

“Please rest assured. Dr. Zhuo is a medical genius who has won many awards. He will do everything he can to save her.”

Faced with the medical staff’s reassurance, the old woman still had tears in her eyes, grief overwhelming her.

“She’s still so young. She can’t just die like this!”

“I’m begging you, please save her…”

On the way there, Ye Yumeng had already learned the first patient’s information.

The little girl the old woman was talking about was named Xia Nanxue. She had come to the medical planet to visit her grandmother, only to run into a patient who had gone mad after beast transformation and escaped control. She had been thrown high into the air and severely injured in the fall.

She had been rushed to the East District Medical Division last night, and they had been trying to save her ever since.

According to the AI brain’s analysis, her survival rate had already dropped below 1%. The doctors at the East District Medical Division were still continuing resuscitation, but every available method had already been used.

If they had arrived even a little later, they probably would not have made it in time.

“Her vital signs have already weakened to the limit. Continuing now will only increase her suffering.”

The operating room door opened, and before Ye Yumeng and Mo Yin could step inside, they heard a man’s indifferent voice ring out.

“Let the patient see her family one last time.”

In the corridor—

The moment Old Madam Xia saw the operating room doors open, she hurried forward, only to hear the doctor’s pronouncement. Her legs immediately gave out, and she fell backward stiffly.

“My granddaughter… my little Nanxue…”

“Madam!”

The medical staff behind her scrambled to support her, and another quickly took out a portable oxygen mask and placed it over her face.

Hearing the commotion, Ye Yumeng turned to look at the old woman, hesitating over whether he should do something.

“Who are you? Why are you here?”

At that moment, the medical staff inside the operating room finally noticed the disturbance at the door. When they saw Ye Yumeng and Mo Yin standing there, they spoke up in displeasure.

“Don’t you know that unrelated people aren’t allowed in during surgery?”

He still wanted to say more, but the caregiver robot that had accompanied them stepped in to stop him.

“Wait, these are reinforcements sent by the Royal Sanatorium to assist us.”

A steady, authoritative man’s voice sounded at the same time, while the screen on the robot’s chest projected the figure of a person.

In fact, the one remotely controlling this robot was the East District Medical Division’s director himself—Xiang Hongfu.

Because the order from the royal side had come too urgently, and the confidentiality requirements were extremely strict, specifically requiring the director to personally receive them, he had been unable to split himself in two and could only communicate remotely through the caregiver robot.

“Xiao Du, let them into the operating room,” Xiang Hongfu said.

Du Jia was obviously stunned.

Though confused, he recognized the director’s voice, and the projected image on the robot screen did not look fake, so he still allowed Ye Yumeng and Mo Yin into the operating room.

“Who are you?”

By the operating table, Zhuo Yuquan looked at the people his assistant had brought in, his brows knitting.

He was Xia Nanxue’s attending physician, and also the very doctor who had just declared treatment futile and told them to let Xia Nanxue’s family see her one final time.

“Yuquan, these two were sent by the Royal Sanatorium to support us. Take a break first and let them try.”

The caregiver robot moved to Zhuo Yuquan’s side, and Director Xiang’s image on the screen spoke to him.

“The Royal Sanatorium? Support?”

Zhuo Yuquan said in a low voice, “There’s never been a precedent like this before, and they barged in directly too. That doesn’t follow procedure, does it…”

“Don’t say another word!”

At that moment, however, Old Madam Xia, who had followed them in behind Ye Yumeng and Mo Yin, suddenly interrupted.

After taking several breaths of oxygen just now, the old woman had recovered somewhat. At this moment she was burning with anger, her fighting spirit reignited.

“I don’t care who they are. As long as someone can save my child, as long as someone can keep her alive, I support them unconditionally!”

Her words rang out forcefully.

“I’m telling you—if Little Xue dies today, I absolutely will not let this go!”

“If your hospital hadn’t failed to control things and let that beast run out, Little Xue would never have been attacked!”

“Her parents were both martyrs who died serving the country! I believe the Empire will definitely seek justice for us, and the military won’t let you bully us like this! Wuwu… my poor little granddaughter…”

By the end, the old woman could no longer hold back her sobbing.

She grabbed onto Ye Yumeng and Mo Yin, nearly kneeling before them.

“I’m begging you—whoever you are, save her!”

The two medical staff quickly moved to help her back up and also kept her from fainting.

After that fierce speech from the family member, Zhuo Yuquan and the other doctors and assistants, though their faces looked bad, could hardly say anything more.

“As you wish.”

They stepped aside, their gazes landing on Ye Yumeng.

Of the two people brought in by the director, one had only one arm and carried an obvious military bearing.

So the only remaining support person could only be the thin figure beside him.

He had slightly long black hair tied into a little tuft at the back of his head with a hair tie, while loose, fluffy bangs fell somewhat messily over his forehead.

His face was covered by a mask, making his appearance impossible to make out clearly, but the pair of black eyes left exposed were bright and lively, and the shape of his eyes was especially beautiful.

There was still youthfulness between his brows, making it obvious that he was not very old.

He was wearing the white uniform of the Royal Sanatorium, but looking at its cut… it did not resemble a doctor’s uniform. It looked more like something worn by caregiving staff.

The royal institution had sent a caregiver to support them?

Just what were they trying to pull?

There was no time to waste. Ye Yumeng ignored everyone’s scrutiny and hurried forward, swiftly casting a Minor Rejuvenation Technique.

This time, he did not choose to hide anything. Instead, he deliberately used the hand seals of the Minor Rejuvenation Technique, allowing others to clearly see the process of his treatment.

The moment they stepped into the operating room, the AI brain had already begun transmitting everything that happened there to Lu Yuanqing far away on the capital star.

The AI brain was livestreaming Ye Yumeng’s treatment to him.

Ye Yumeng knew nothing of this, and even if he had, he would not have cared.

All of his focus was completely on the spell.

With the hand seals working together with the circulation of mana, the effect of the Minor Rejuvenation Technique could be brought out to its greatest extent. Finally, he pressed two fingers together and touched the little girl’s brow.

The amount of vitality a complete Minor Rejuvenation Technique added was constant. How long it could delay death depended on the speed at which the patient’s own vitality was draining away.

As he urged the spiritual energy forward, Ye Yumeng carefully sensed the situation.

Based on experience, with Xia Nanxue’s condition, one Minor Rejuvenation Technique would probably only be able to extend her life by two hours.

With his current spiritual energy reserves, combined with naturally recovered spiritual power, he could probably cast it on her ten times at most, which would only extend her life by twenty hours.

That was naturally nowhere near enough for the assessment target of three days—seventy-two hours.

Of course, during those twenty hours, he could stop and meditate to recover his mana.

With the green jade bamboo by his side, his mana recovery speed was not slow. In the meantime, he could also consume spirit plants. Theoretically, keeping her alive for seventy-two hours should be possible.

But was that the end of it?

For Ye Yumeng, it was not.

Since he had already stepped in to save her, there was no reason for him to merely prolong the patient’s life.

He could not bring himself to watch this child die with his eyes open. If he could save her, then of course it was better to truly bring her back!

So in addition to strengthening her vitality, he had to find a way to resolve her fatal injuries.

A spiritual glow surfaced in Ye Yumeng’s eyes.

The little girl lying blood-soaked on the bed was immediately shrouded in black qi—injuries covered almost her entire body, and only by the variations in shade could he determine that the fatal wound lay in her heart.

“Tell me about her condition!” Ye Yumeng said directly, instead of guessing blindly.

For Ye Yumeng, the star-era medical technology capable of scanning the whole body and obtaining information was an excellent form of assistance—

Although he himself could not understand it, he could have someone else interpret it for him, and now, at last, he had the authority to do so!

At his words, the East District medical staff who had been watching finally seemed to wake from a dream.

When this mysterious black-haired young man had made those strange hand gestures, they had all thought it was just flashy nonsense, some ridiculous act. But—

Once his two fingers pressed against the patient’s brow, the values on the instruments, which had been nearly flatlined, actually began to move again!

On the life monitor, Xia Nanxue’s survival rate, which had remained below 1%, also began to rise rapidly.

This mysterious young man from the Royal Sanatorium truly had a way to save people!

Zhuo Yuquan was filled with disbelief.

He was very young himself, only thirty-eight this year, yet he had already become a chief physician. He was genuinely skilled, and because of that he was highly confident in his own judgment.

This little girl named Xia Nanxue had truly been beyond saving…

And yet now she was regaining signs of life!

The machine’s survival-rate display had jumped upward the moment the young man intervened!

This was far too incredible.

Had he really not seen wrong?

Zhuo Yuquan looked at the slender figure beside the operating table and could not help wondering whether this mysterious young man had awakened some special bloodline ability.

But then what were those strange hand gestures?

At this point, hearing the young man’s call, he also came back to himself. It was true that he understood Xia Nanxue’s latest condition more clearly than anyone.

No matter what, saving the patient came first!

So he quickly stepped forward and explained Xia Nanxue’s injuries to Ye Yumeng.

“She fell from high altitude. She has multiple fractures throughout the body, ruptured internal organs causing massive bleeding, and the most serious injury is in the heart. The major blood vessels are almost severed…”

Old Madam Xia, listening to his explanation, clenched the hand of the person beside her in anguish, but forced herself not to make a sound, afraid of disrupting Ye Yumeng’s treatment.

Hearing this, however, Ye Yumeng was somewhat surprised.

With injuries this severe, she had not died on the spot?

A spiritual gleam flashed in his eyes again, and the dense black qi immediately vanished, replaced by a faint golden light of merit.

In an instant, Ye Yumeng understood. It had to be that golden light protecting her.

Though she was very young, merit attached to the body could come not only from one’s own good deeds, but also from bloodline inheritance, from blessings left behind by one’s ancestors.

That old lady had just said that the little girl’s parents were both martyrs who had died for the nation. Perhaps the golden merit-light on her body came from them.

Even though they were dead, their merit was still protecting their daughter.

With that, Ye Yumeng made up his mind.

After completing a full Minor Rejuvenation Technique, he slowly withdrew his hand, then his fingers flew again as he formed a new set of hand seals.

During the spellcasting process just now, he had already thought of the next strategy.

Ye Yumeng pressed two fingers together once again and rapidly tapped several acupoints on her chest, finally landing at the heart meridian.

Heart-Guarding Art!

This medical technique did not come from the Nine-Turn Spiritual Pivot Scripture, but was something else he had learned, and it could also be used in conjunction with his cultivation method.

It consumed only half as much as the Minor Rejuvenation Technique, about five strands of spiritual energy.

The Heart-Guarding Art could protect the patient’s heart and use spiritual power to form tiny threadlike lines similar to blood vessels and meridians, which would connect with the original vessels.

Blood could then pass through these spiritual-energy threads to supply the heart, preventing it from dying from lack of blood, while also reconnecting the entire circulation system so the heart could more effectively deliver blood to the rest of the body’s organs.

Of course, the Heart-Guarding Art had been designed based on the meridian system of the human body—Ye Yumeng had already studied and confirmed that the body structure of humans in this interstellar age was basically the same as that of humans in the cultivation world.

Fortunately, this girl had not transformed into beast form. Otherwise, the effect of this medical technique would have been greatly reduced, or even failed entirely.

Moreover, the Heart-Guarding Art consumed little power, but its effect lasted only a short time: half a quarter of an hour, roughly seven and a half minutes.

The moment Ye Yumeng cast the Heart-Guarding Art, the survival-rate value on the monitoring instrument beside the operating table soared once again.

The change in the numbers was too obvious—no one could call it coincidence anymore.

Everyone held their breath, watching what this mysterious doctor would do next. Even Zhuo Yuquan focused with complete concentration, not daring to relax for even a moment.

However, Ye Yumeng did not continue.

He lifted his gaze, swept it around once, and let it fall on Zhuo Yuquan.

“You’re the attending surgeon, right? Hurry—come continue treating her!”

“What?” Zhuo Yuquan, who had been waiting for him to display some miraculous skill, was stunned.

“Hurry up, time is limited!”

Ye Yumeng said, “Do whatever you usually do—do it now. I can’t handle it all by myself!”

When it came to fine-control treatment, interstellar medicine was still stronger. After arriving on the medical planet, Ye Yumeng had wanted to learn it too, but unfortunately he simply had not had the time.

His current cultivation realm was only first-layer full completion, and the medical techniques he could use were limited. If he were to handle everything himself, it would still be very difficult to truly save this girl.

But he was not alone!

Director Lei and the others also had multiple assistants when they treated and saved lives. These East District Medical Division doctors even brought seven or eight medical assistants into surgery.

So why could he not do the same?

He would use his spells to preserve the patient’s life, while they handled the emergency treatment. Working together like this was perfectly reasonable!

There was no way he was going to be the only one exhausting himself while these people stood by just to watch the show.

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