Chapter 27: What is His Identity? Why Does He Need to Explain?
[Location: Shanghai First People's Hospital – VIP Ward Corridor]
At this moment, facing the fawning and flattery of the deans and directors of Shanghai First People's Hospital, Shen Anyu remained calm. His expression was like a placid lake, reflecting none of their desperate sycophancy. He ignored their outstretched hands and obsequious smiles, walking straight ahead with the natural arrogance of a king inspecting his subjects.
Dean Liu's heart skipped a beat. Shen Anyu's indifference was more terrifying than anger. It meant they were beneath his notice. He swallowed hard, his throat dry. He looked at Ruan Lingshan, his eyes pleading.
"Miss Ruan..." Dean Liu said in a low, humble voice, bowing slightly. "I'm truly sorry about yesterday. We were blind. We dismissed you over a trivial matter, a misunderstanding really. Your mother has already been arranged in the best VIP ward as a small compensation. Do you accept?"
Ruan Lingshan, being kind-hearted and gentle, saw the usually high-and-mighty Dean Liu apologizing so sincerely. She didn't hold grudges. She softly said:
"Yes, that's fine. Thank you, Dean Liu."
She also felt that the grievances from yesterday—the humiliation, the fear, the hopelessness—had vanished like smoke in the wind. With Shen Anyu by her side, she felt invincible.
Shen Anyu glanced indifferently at Dean Liu. His eyes were cold, piercing through the older man's facade.
"Lead the way."
"Yes! Yes, Young Master Shen, I'll lead the way right now!"
Dean Liu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with a trembling hand. Although it was He Ying who had secretly instructed him to dismiss Ruan Lingshan yesterday to create this opportunity for the Young Master, the pressure was real. Otherwise, as a dean of a major hospital, he wouldn't care about a small nurse, let alone dismiss her for such a clumsy reason.
But there was no other way. The Young Master of the Yanxia Shen Family wanted to play a game, and he had to comply and play his part well.
Although in the eyes of others, he, the Dean of Shanghai First People's Hospital, was a prominent figure—even billionaires, celebrities, and socialites sought to curry favor with him for the best medical care—in front of a thousand-year-old aristocratic family, a top noble like Shen Anyu, being allowed to kneel and serve was considered a privilege.
Nevertheless, as he walked, Dean Liu looked at Ruan Lingshan with a hint of envy. This girl... Ruan Lingshan, who was just an ordinary nurse yesterday, ignored by everyone, was about to soar to great heights. She was transforming from a sparrow into a Phoenix right before his eyes.
'My daughter is also quite pretty,' Dean Liu thought, his mind racing. 'She's the campus belle at her university, her figure and looks were no worse than Ruan Lingshan's. She plays piano too. I wonder if Young Master Shen would be interested in an introduction?'
Dean Liu pondered this dangerous ambition as he led the way to the elevators.
Soon, Shen Anyu and his group arrived at the top floor, the exclusive VIP wing. They entered the intensive care ward of Ruan Lingshan's mother, Gao Gui Xiang.
The room was spacious, filled with advanced medical equipment that beeped rhythmically. In the center lay Gao Gui Xiang.
She suffered from severe uremia. Though not yet sixty, she looked incredibly aged, as if she were eighty. Her hair was thinning and white, her face full of deep wrinkles etched by pain, and she was so thin and small she was almost skin and bones under the hospital sheets. The smell of sickness hung heavy in the air.
Ruan Lingshan saw her mother, and tears almost flowed again. She was truly a woman made of water. But remembering Shen Anyu's words—"I hope you never cry"—she bit her lip and held them back.
With teary eyes, she walked to the bedside, took her mother's frail hand, and softly called out:
"Mom... Lingshan is here to see you. Are you doing well?"
Gao Gui Xiang painstakingly opened her eyes. Her vision was blurred, but she immediately spotted her daughter. First, a weak smile of joy appeared, then it turned into nervousness and worry.
"Lingshan... take me out of the hospital," she wheezed, her voice dry and cracked. "Let's not treat it anymore. My illness is a bottomless pit, dragging you down! I'm just a burden."
"I asked the nurse about this ward... it costs tens of thousands a day. No, we can't do it. We don't have that kind of money."
"Let's not treat it! Let me go home."
Hearing this, Ruan Lingshan bit her lip so hard it turned white. Her eyes red, tears welling up despite her best efforts.
At this moment, Shen Anyu smiled. He stepped forward, his presence filling the room with a calm assurance.
"Auntie, I'm Lingshan's boyfriend. I'll pay for this. Money is just paper to me."
"And, I know medical skills; I can cure it quickly. Uremia is not a big problem."
Gao Gui Xiang opened her blurry eyes wider and looked for a while before noticing the tall, handsome man standing behind her daughter. A smile appeared on her face, weak but genuine.
"Lingshan's boyfriend? That's wonderful. You look like a good man. When I'm gone, you must take good care of Lingshan, then I'll be at ease."
"She's a good child worth cherishing. She's suffered too much."
"Sigh, as for my illness..."
Gao Gui Xiang shook her head slowly.
"I've asked many doctors, expert doctors, and they all said severe uremia is incurable. Only money can prolong life for a few miserable years."
"Why waste that money? No need, no need. Save it for your future."
"It's a pity... I won't be able to help you with your children in the future... I wanted to hold my grandchild..."
At this point, Gao Gui Xiang also shed old tears, sliding down her sunken cheeks.
"Mom!"
Ruan Lingshan could no longer hold back. She rushed to her mother's bedside, burying her face in the sheets, tears gushing like a broken dam.
Dean Liu and the other hospital executives standing by the door were also filled with sighs upon seeing this scene.
Although they were accustomed to patients and parting with life and death, every time they saw this scene of filial piety and despair, they couldn't help but feel some compassion.
But not too much. They were practical men.
Otherwise, if they couldn't save them, the hospital would also have to bear its own profits and losses. It was a business.
Moreover, they knew that this mother and daughter were lucky. Extremely lucky.
Because with Young Master Shen's favor, it would be difficult for them to die even if the King of Hell came personally.
Dean Liu cleared his throat and stepped forward, addressing Shen Anyu:
"Young Master Shen, I have already arranged the top expert team. The best nephrologists in the country are flying in. We also secured a matching kidney source through... special channels. We can proceed with the transplant surgery immediately!"
Shen Anyu, however, waved his hand dismissively.
"No need. I'll do it."
Those so-called top expert teams were not even at the Peak of Mortal medical skills. They were butchers compared to him.
But Shen Anyu perfectly controlled the [Extraordinary Medical Skill] plundered from the protagonist. He was almost capable of bringing the dead back to life and regenerating flesh from bones.
Let alone uremia, even late-stage cancer was nothing in Shen Anyu's eyes. It was a minor inconvenience.
If he possessed [Divine Medical Skill], he might truly be able to revive the dead souls from the underworld.
"You... you'll do it?"
Upon hearing Shen Anyu's words, Dean Liu and the other hospital executives' fawning smiles almost broke. Their faces twitched.
In their eyes, Shen Anyu's status was as high as the heavens, unattainable, a top noble. He was powerful, rich, and influential.
But, in terms of medical skills?
Was this a joke? Was the Young Master playing doctor?
Shen Anyu was so young; many hospital interns were even older than him. He had soft hands that had never seen a day of hard labor.
At this age, treating severe uremia without surgery?
However, no one dared to question or say anything. To question him was to court death.
Nevertheless, Dean Liu and the others looked at Gao Gui Xiang and Ruan Lingshan with some sympathy.
The consequences of letting this top Young Master treat them were unimaginable. If the old lady died on his watch...
Dean Liu's face was full of bitter smiles. He had already secretly notified the top expert team to be ready in the adjacent room. If Shen Anyu messed up, if the patient went into arrest, they would immediately take over and try to salvage the situation.
Anyway, no matter what, Gao Gui Xiang could not have anything happen to her at Shanghai First People's Hospital.
Otherwise, they wouldn't be able to bear Shen Anyu's wrath, even if Shen Anyu was the one who messed up. He would blame the equipment, the air, the staff.
Shen Anyu glanced at them sideways. He saw the doubt, the fear, the backup plans in their eyes. He knew what Dean Liu and the others were thinking, and he was too lazy to explain.
What was his status? Why did he need to explain his abilities to these ants?
He walked to the bedside.
Shen Anyu's [Martial Dao True Essence], at the [Martial Arts Grandmaster Late Stage], surged within his dantian like a roaring ocean. He channeled it through his meridians, focusing it into his right hand.
Hummm.
The air around his hand distorted slightly.
His internal energy burst forth directly through his fingers, condensing into invisible, needle-like points of pure Qi.
With his current strength and control, why would he need physical silver needles? They were crude tools.
"Internal energy... condensing into needles? A [Martial Arts Grandmaster]?!"
Upon seeing this scene, seeing the faint distortion of air at Shen Anyu's fingertips, Dean Liu's eyeballs almost popped out of his sockets.
As the dean of a top hospital, he dealt with many powerful figures. He was naturally well-informed and knew about the existence of the [Martial Arts World]. He had also read many ancient texts and knew that internal energy passing through the body to form objects meant at least the Realm of a [Martial Arts Grandmaster]!
However, which Martial Arts Grandmaster wasn't a highly respected figure in the Martial Arts World, an old monster at least forty or fifty years old? Even being in their thirties was considered a rare genius, highly renowned.
But now, Dean Liu looked at Shen Anyu.
A Martial Arts Grandmaster in his early twenties??
Was this the level of the Yanxia Shen Family? A thousand-year-old aristocratic family, a top noble?
Even a glimpse of it made Dean Liu even more respectful, his knees weak, his heart filled with shock and awe!
At the same time, he had only one thought screaming in his mind:
'Daughter! Your old man must find a way to introduce this top-tier husband to you! He's a dragon! He's so outstanding it's blinding!'
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