The ward was still silent.
Too silent.
Dr. Wang stared at Lin Chen, his throat dry.
"That needle technique…"
"Where did you learn it?"
Lin Chen replied calmly, "A book."
Dr. Wang almost laughed in anger.
"A book?"
"You expect me to believe that?"
Before Lin Chen could answer, hurried footsteps echoed down the corridor.
A man in an expensive suit rushed in, his face pale.
"Dad!"
He froze the moment he saw the patient sitting up.
"You're… okay?"
The patient nodded weakly. "I thought I was dead."
The man turned sharply toward the doctors.
"Who saved him?"
No one spoke.
All eyes slowly shifted to Lin Chen.
The man's pupils shrank.
"You?"
Lin Chen nodded slightly.
The man took a deep breath, then bowed without hesitation.
"My name is Zhao Feng."
"If it weren't for you, my father would already be gone."
"Doctor Lin—no."
"Divine Doctor Lin."
Dr. Wang's face twitched.
Divine Doctor?
This trash intern?
Before he could speak, Zhao Feng continued coldly.
"I'll remember this hospital."
"And I'll remember who tried to give up."
Dr. Wang's face turned ashen.
Lin Chen felt a notification echo in his mind.
[Reputation increased.]
[Hidden influence unlocked.]
His eyes narrowed slightly.
"So saving lives also builds power in this world…"
Interesting.
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