Surge of Cultivation

In his confusion, Ye Qingdi suddenly thought of Duanmu Rong.

Friend Hospital was an industry owned by the "Weak Water Group" and had been handed over to Duanmu Rong to manage. So now, Duanmu Rong was the real backstage boss of the Friend Hospital, and with the resources and power she controlled, she should be able to invite out a lot of top doctors and experts from the federation's medical community. If she was willing to help, wouldn't there be a ray of hope in Yan Ningzhi's life?

As Yan Ningzhi's parents looked at him with a sorrowful expression, Ye Qingdi seriously dialed Duanmu Rong's number.

Even though Yan Ningzhi had already been sentenced to 'death' by some doctors, even though she only had seventy-two hours left in her life, even though the chances of her being cured were very small, no matter what, most likely only had a one in a million chance.

Back then when the seven-colored battle pearl entered his body, it caused him to step onto the path of the strong, changing his fate completely. From that moment onwards, Ye Qingdi believed that miracles truly existed in this world.

Ye Qingdi silently prayed that the God of Miracles would descend upon Yan Ningzhi to save the life of this beautiful and kind girl.

Duanmu Rong seemed to have been waiting for Ye Qingdi's call. After Ye Qingdi gave her a call, she immediately picked up the call.

"Duanmu Rong, do you still remember Yan Ningzhi?" She's the doctor at your friendly hospital... "

"I already have some understanding of Yan Ningzhi's situation. I've already arrived at the hospital, she's right outside the ward." As Duanmu Rong said this, he hung up the phone. Ye Qingdi was stunned for a moment before he noticed the door to the ward was gently pushed open. A stern Duanmu Rong walked in with light steps.

Ye Qingdi did not expect her to appear here.

Yan Ningzhi's parents looked at each other in dismay upon seeing a beautiful young girl they didn't recognize coming in. They had thought that she was a relative of some patient who had the wrong family members, and just as they were about to speak up, they saw Ye Qingdi grab her right hand with both of his hands and ask, "Duanmu Rong, you came at the right time. Please … I'm begging you, please help Big Sister Ning Lian … "

Duanmu Rong's hand was tightly grasped by his, and she saw the middle-aged man and woman in the ward looking at her with a strange expression. She was a little embarrassed, but she did not pull her hand away, but only nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will do my best. On the way here, I had already talked to President Wu by phone and asked him to invite four experts, Zhao Sun Shan, Li Fu, Qian Yunda, and Sun Hai Tao. In four hours they'll be in the Midtown. "

Ye Qingdi didn't know who Zhao Sun Shan, Li Fu, Qian Yuda, and Sun Haitao were, but Yan Ningzhi's parents knew that these four people were all over the ancients, and all of them were like Mount Tai and Beidou in the federation's medical field. They had been doctors for dozens of years, and had already cured countless difficult illnesses.

Yan Ningzhi's mother saw that the beautiful young girl was a friend of Ye Qingdi and asked in confusion, "Emperor Qing, who is this young lady … Can she really recruit four experts? "

"Oh, Auntie, this is my friend. Don't worry, she has a good relationship with the hospital's president. She said that the four experts will be here, so she will definitely be there. " Ye Qingdi tightened his grip on Duanmu Rong, before slowly releasing her grip. Duanmu Rong already understood the gratitude in his eyes.

Duanmu Rong accompanied Ye Qingdi as they stood guard in the ward. From time to time, he would take out his phone to communicate with some people. His tone was even a hint of urging.

In less than two hours, the four white specialists were received by the friendly hospital. When they rushed to Yan Ningzhi's room, they saw Duanmu Rong sitting there with a respectful expression.

Duanmu Rong stood up and nodded her head. She did not say much, but only replied flatly, "I'll be troubling you." Ye Qingdi and Yan Ningzhi's parents left the ward, leaving the ward space for the four experts to use in order for them to diagnose Yan Ningzhi's illness.

Time passed minute by minute, second by second. Yan Ningzhi's parents were anxiously pacing back and forth outside of the ward. They were so nervous that their fingers were turning white. Ye Qingdi stood there like a javelin, looking solemn and silent. Duanmu Rong would glance at him occasionally, wanting to say something, but in the end she did not.

Everyone was either standing or sitting nervously waiting for the results of the consultation.

Light footsteps suddenly sounded from inside the ward. The door opened and four famous medical experts came out one by one.

Seeing the heavy expressions on their faces, Ye Qingdi's heart sank. He knew that the situation wasn't looking good.

"How is it? Is there any hope? " Duanmu Rong asked softly.

The four experts looked at each other, then shook their heads together. One of them sighed, "This kind of latent period is very long, so if we discovered it half a month ago, there might still be some hope of prolonging the patient's life. Now that the virus has suddenly exploded and invaded the patient's internal organs, even the Great Firmament Deity doesn't have the technique to reverse the situation …"

Duanmu Rong looked at Yan Ningzhi's parents who had despair written all over their faces. He sighed and asked, "Is there really no other way?"

"I'm sorry, Miss Duanmu. We have done our best. If the patient was strong enough, she could hold on for another seventy-two hours. "I only have forty-eight hours of my life left …"

As these four experts spoke, it was no different from saying that Yan Ningzhi no longer had any hope of surviving. Yan Ningzhi's parents looked at each other blankly. Suddenly, they clasped their hands together and broke into a sob. The mournful wails echoed in the corridor, causing other patients to feel the same way. Their expressions became gloomy.

Ye Qingdi was also stunned for a moment. His nose was sore. He raised his head and looked at the top of the corridor for a while. Then, he pushed open the door and walked in silently.

Duanmu Rong's feet moved. She wanted to follow him into the ward, but after some thought, she decided against it.

Ye Qingdi once again sat by the side of Yan Ningzhi's sickroom, calmly looking at her face. Afterwards, he gently picked up one of her hands and placed it on his palm, only to discover that it was already ice-cold.

"Big Sister Ning Zhi, I'm sorry, I can't save you … I'm sorry. "I'm useless …" Right now, his only hope was that Yan Ningzhi would wake up from her coma and let him accompany her to say a few words. If she had any unfulfilled wishes, he would definitely help her accomplish it.

However, what made him disappointed was that after sitting in front of the sickbed for who knows how long, Yan Ningzhi's eyes had remained closed the whole time. Her long eyelashes didn't move at all, as if she was a sleeping beauty from time immemorial.

With a tremble of his wrist, a wonderful music suddenly rang. It was unknown who called Ye Qingdi, but it was as if he didn't hear it. He just sat there motionlessly and didn't pick up the phone.

The bell rang again and again, as if the other party was determined to contact Emperor Ye.

Ye Qingdi's eyes swept across the black hole screen and found the number was from his Senior Sister Xia Charming. She was calling him, was there something urgent?

Ye Qingdi hesitated for a moment before pressing the green button.

"Senior Xia, what's the matter?" Ye Qingdi's voice was emotionless.

The matter of Yan Ningzhi was not a small blow to him. If she really did leave this world, then he feared that he would be depressed for a very long time.

Ye Qingdi was such a person. He treated all his close friends, regardless of whether they were men, women, old or young, rich or poor, as if they were all his family members.

"Youngest junior brother, why do you look so weak and listless? Were you secretly having sex with one of your little girlfriends? Did they ask for too much and waste a lot of your energy?" The tone in which Xia Yingmei and Ye Qingdi spoke had always been this kind of joke.

However, today, Ye Qingdi could not smile anymore. He said lightly, "Senior Xia, if you have nothing to do, then I will be hanging up."

"Don't hang up yet!" "Alright, I won't joke with you anymore. Senior Sister saw you leave the hotel in a hurry, so I wanted to ask you what happened." Don't forget, you are now a disciple of the Buddhist Sect. Your matters are everyone's business. If you have anything, just say it out loud. Everyone will help you think of something. Members of our sect are all over the Federation, and there are tens of thousands of them.

Xia Yingchan's voice was filled with a domineering aura, as if the world had given up on her.

"Thank you Senior Sister, but this matter … "It's not something that can be done with a lot of people …"

"That might not be the case. Who doesn't have talent in our Buddhist Sect? Why don't you tell me about it first! "

Ye Qingdi sighed, "Alright, I will tell you. I have a friend who is ill. It was such a serious illness that even the most famous medical expert in the General Assembly had concluded that she had no chance of cure. I came here to see if there was anything I could do to help her, but I was still a step too late... Senior Sister Xia, I'm very sad right now … Very sad... "

Ye Qingdi's tone became serious again. Xia Yingmei's side quieted down, then suddenly, she started to giggle coquettishly.

"What did I think it was? Your friend is sick!" "It's a serious illness. As long as you don't die immediately, there's a possibility of recovery!"

Ye Qingdi heard a glimmer of hope in her words and quickly asked loudly, "Xia Yingmei, you mean …"

"Didn't I tell you about Junior Sister Lianxue? That is also teacher's most beloved disciple. She is about the same age as you, although her strength has been surpassed by you, but among the younger generation disciples of the Buddhist Sect, besides you, she is also the strongest! Furthermore, Lianxue's junior sister, Tian Zong, was a prodigy who had been obsessed with ancient medical books since childhood. In these ten years, she had no teachers and had actually learned a set of mystical ancient medicine, even her teachers praised her medical skills to be comparable to the great doctors of ancient times. In my eyes, all those so-called medical experts in the Federation are just simple idiots who seek fame. Compared to junior sister Lianxue, they are nothing! "

When mentioning her junior sister, Xia Lianxue, her voice was filled with pride and admiration.