Chapter 14: Masterful Skill Reveals Its Power, Winning Over the Charming Nurse

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Everyone’s eyes instantly turned to Chen Mo.

Section Chief Qian looked back at him as though he had just heard the most ridiculous joke in the world. “What nonsense are you talking about? What do you know? This is a comminuted fracture. All the nerves and blood vessels have been severed. Even a divine physician couldn’t reconnect them!

“You’re nothing but a barefoot doctor, yet you dare to spout such nonsense here. If something goes wrong, can you take responsibility?”

He had never liked Chen Mo to begin with. Now that the young man actually dared to question his diagnosis, his fury erupted.

“Section Chief Qian, you’re a Western doctor. All you know is how to use a scalpel. But from the perspective of traditional Chinese medicine, as long as the meridians aren’t dead and the qi and blood are still flowing, there is still hope.”

Chen Mo’s tone remained calm, but his words carried an unquestionable confidence.

He walked to the operating table and merely glanced at the injured man’s hand before saying, “The Taiyang and Shaoyang meridians in the patient’s palm have been severely damaged, but qi and blood are still circulating through the Taiyin meridian.

“Blood stasis has blocked the site of the severed fingers, preventing yang energy from reaching it. That is why the fingers appear lifeless. As long as we first use silver needles to release the stagnant blood, then realign the bones and reconnect the tendons, and finally apply a specially prepared medicinal paste externally, there may still be a chance of saving the hand.”

His explanation was logical and precise, filled with technical terminology. Even Section Chief Qian, an experienced physician, was left dumbfounded.

Taiyang, Shaoyang, Taiyin meridians—he had never even heard of such things!

“You… You’re just theorizing from books!” Section Chief Qian retorted, fierce in appearance but weak beneath it. “Anyone can make grand claims. If you’re so capable, then you treat him!”

He was deliberately provoking Chen Mo. As far as he was concerned, the young man was merely bragging, and he could not wait for Chen Mo to take over this impossible case.

If the treatment failed and a medical accident occurred, all responsibility would fall on Chen Mo. Then he would have the perfect excuse to drive him out of the infirmary.

“Very well.”

To everyone’s surprise, Chen Mo agreed without hesitation.

“You…” Section Chief Qian was momentarily speechless. He had not expected Chen Mo to actually accept the challenge.

“Dr. Chen, this is no joke!” Lin Wanqing grew anxious. She tugged lightly at his sleeve and whispered, “It’s too dangerous. What if…”

Although she had doubts about Chen Mo’s background, she was kindhearted and could not bear to watch him throw himself into danger.

Chen Mo turned and gave her a reassuring look. Then he addressed Old Wang, the injured worker who was still moaning in agony.

“Sir, do you trust me?”

Old Wang was in so much pain that he was nearly unconscious. He looked at Section Chief Qian, then at Chen Mo.

Section Chief Qian had told him that his hand would have to be amputated, while this young doctor claimed there was still hope.

In the depths of despair, people were always willing to clutch at any possible lifeline.

“Doctor, as long as… as long as you don’t cut off my hand, I… I’ll do whatever you say!” Old Wang forced the words out with every ounce of strength he had left.

“Good.”

Chen Mo nodded, then turned to Section Chief Qian. “Section Chief Qian, please take everyone outside for a moment. I don’t want any outsiders disturbing me during the treatment.

“Also, Nurse Lin Wanqing will remain here as my assistant.”

“You!” Section Chief Qian was so furious that his mustache seemed ready to bristle. Chen Mo actually intended to drive him, the department head, out?

“Section Chief Qian, the patient’s condition is critical. If time is lost, who will bear the responsibility—you or me?”

One sentence was enough to leave him speechless.

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Section Chief Qian’s expression shifted repeatedly. In the end, he gave a cold snort, flung his sleeve, and walked out with the other nurses who had gathered to watch.

“I’ll see what kind of tricks you can come up with!” he thought viciously as he stood outside the door.

Only Chen Mo, Lin Wanqing, and the injured Old Wang remained in the operating room.

“Nurse Lin, please prepare a basin of warm water, a bottle of alcohol, and some clean gauze,” Chen Mo instructed methodically.

“Oh… all right!”

Though Lin Wanqing was extremely uneasy, she followed his instructions and began gathering the supplies.

Chen Mo took a cloth bundle from inside his shirt and unfolded it. Inside lay silver needles of varying lengths and thicknesses, their cold edges gleaming beneath the lights.

He selected the finest needle, passed it briefly through the flame of an alcohol lamp, and said to Old Wang, “Sir, this may hurt a little. Try to bear with it.”

With that, he gripped Old Wang’s mangled hand. After locating an acupoint at the base of the severed fingers, he flicked his wrist, and the silver needle pierced the skin with perfect precision.

His movements were as swift as lightning and as steady as a mountain. Lin Wanqing could barely follow them.

As the needle entered, a stream of black, stagnant blood seemed to find an outlet and slowly seeped from the puncture point, carrying a foul, metallic stench.

Chen Mo did not stop. He inserted needle after needle into different acupoints, sometimes deeply, sometimes shallowly, twisting or lifting each one with exact control.

Then something astonishing happened.

As the black blood continued to drain away, the three severed fingers that had been dark purple, nearly black, and utterly devoid of color gradually regained a faint flush of red—clearly visible to the naked eye.

“This… this…” Lin Wanqing covered her mouth, her beautiful eyes wide with shock. She could scarcely believe what she was seeing.

It defied science. It completely exceeded everything she understood about medicine.

She had seen acupuncture before, but never had she seen it restore color to tissue that appeared necrotic. It was practically a miracle!

Chen Mo paid no attention to her astonishment. His expression remained utterly focused.

Only after most of the stagnant blood had been expelled did he remove the needles and say to Lin Wanqing, “The warm water and gauze.”

Lin Wanqing came back to herself and hurriedly brought over the basin.

Dipping the gauze into the warm water, Chen Mo carefully cleaned the blood and scraps of flesh from the wound.

His movements were gentle yet precise, as though he were not treating a mangled injury but polishing a priceless work of art.

Once the cleaning was complete, the entire wound across the palm was clearly exposed.

The most crucial step was next: realigning the bones and reconnecting the tendons.

“Nurse Lin, help hold him down. Don’t let him move,” Chen Mo said in a low voice.

Lin Wanqing hurried forward. Together with another worker, she pressed firmly against Old Wang’s shoulders.

Chen Mo drew a deep breath and supported Old Wang’s palm in both hands, placing his thumbs precisely against the two ends of the fractured bones.

He closed his eyes, as though sensing the texture of the bones and the paths of the tendons and meridians.

Suddenly, his eyes flew open, and his fingers exerted tremendous force.

Crack! Crack!

Several crisp sounds of bones snapping back into place rang clearly through the silent operating room.

“Ahhh!”

Old Wang let out a heart-rending scream. Then his head lolled to one side, and he fainted from the pain.

Lin Wanqing’s face went white with fright. She thought Chen Mo had broken the bones even further.

But when she lowered her gaze, she was stunned once again.

The three fingers that had been twisted and grotesquely deformed were now perfectly aligned. The fractured ends fit together seamlessly, as though they had never been broken at all.

“Th-they’re… connected?” Lin Wanqing murmured, feeling as though she were dreaming.

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He had realigned the bones with his bare hands—and this had been a comminuted fracture! How could such a thing be possible?

Fine beads of sweat had also appeared on Chen Mo’s forehead.

Such delicate work had consumed an enormous amount of his physical strength and mental energy.

Without pausing, he took a small porcelain bottle from his pocket and poured out some black medicinal paste, spreading it evenly over the wound. The paste gave off a strange medicinal fragrance that seemed to invigorate anyone who inhaled it.

“All right. Wrap it with gauze.”

After finishing, Chen Mo let out a long breath.

Lin Wanqing mechanically picked up the gauze and began bandaging the hand with extreme care. Her hands were still trembling slightly, and a storm was raging in her heart.

She looked at Chen Mo. The doubt and concern she had initially felt had now transformed into shock, admiration, and fervent awe.

How could he possibly be some barefoot doctor?

He was clearly a miracle-working physician, a master of extraordinary skills who had kept his true abilities hidden!

Just then, the operating-room door was flung open with a loud bang.

Section Chief Qian charged in with several officers from the security department.

“Chen Mo! What have you done to the patient? I heard him scream just now. Did you cause some kind of medical disaster?”

Section Chief Qian’s face was filled with malicious delight. He had already prepared himself to laugh at Chen Mo’s failure and have him dragged away by the security department.

But when his gaze fell upon the operating table, his entire body froze.

The scene he had expected—blood everywhere and the patient dead—had not appeared.

The patient had merely fainted, and his breathing was steady.

As for the hand he had declared would absolutely require amputation, it had now been carefully wrapped in gauze.

From the outside, it had astonishingly regained its complete form.

“What… What happened?” Section Chief Qian stammered, utterly bewildered.

“Section Chief Qian, you arrived at just the right time.”

Chen Mo wiped the sweat from his brow and spoke calmly. “The operation was a success. The patient’s severed fingers have been reconnected. As long as he rests properly, he should recover completely within three months.”

“What? Re-reconnected?” Section Chief Qian’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. “Impossible! That’s absolutely impossible!”

He rushed forward, intending to undo the bandages and take a look.

“Don’t touch it!” Chen Mo shouted sharply.

“The bones and tendons have only just been reconnected. They can’t withstand you meddling with them like that.

“If you don’t believe me, wait three months and see for yourself. For now, arrange a hospital room immediately and let the patient rest properly.”

A powerful presence radiated from Chen Mo, making Section Chief Qian instinctively take a step back.

He looked into Chen Mo’s calm, piercing eyes, then at Lin Wanqing, who was gazing at the young man with undisguised admiration.

For the first time, Section Chief Qian felt fear.

He knew that this time, he had truly provoked someone far beyond his reach.

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